Capture Your Heart

"Then, is there a card or anything else?"

"No."

Karin looks at the red roses in his carriage suspiciously. She is a little dumbfounded in rain.

"Well, please bring take in."

"Don't you need to check it?"

"No."

The florist divides a hundred red roses into three parts and carries them into the living room. Yuma is confused and guesses, "Miss, could this be given by Mr. Troy?"

"No, he doesn't even know that today is my birthday."

"What! Today is your birthday?"

Yuma looks surprised, and reproaches herself, "I don't know it. If I had known it earlier, I would cook you a bowl of longevity noodles at night. I'm really sorry..."

Karin smiles, "It's okay, I'm not like Troy. I am not going to shock the whole city for a birthday."

Speaking of Troy's birthday, it was really a grand occasion.

"But this flower?"

"I'll go upstairs and make a phone call to ask."

She turns and run upstairs. She calls Troy first.

A hundred red roses mean 100% love. She really can't figure out, besides him, who else would show love so straightforwardly.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy now..."

Is he talking to someone?

Then she calls Billie, "Billie, did you send me flowers?"

"Giving you flowers? Are you dreaming? I'm not your man. Why do I give you flowers?"

"Oh, I see, bye."

Karin hangs up and wants to continue calling others, but finds that there are no one left to call.

She continues to call Troy. However, his number is still busy. Karin couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Who is he talking to? They have been talking for such a long time.

She is depressed, depressed, very depressed.

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.

a note in the

Oh, yes, I'll

soon as she runs out of

Power cut?

the corner of the wall timidly. In fact, she is very timid.

is still as afraid of the dark as when she was

Yuma... the

of that they are on the mountain with no neighbors, and Troy is not here, Karin

one responds to her. Is Yuma

much room in the house. When she shouts, the echo is very loud. Even her own voice

she is about to cry, a soft sound of music comes into her ears. It is very

eyes slowly. Following the sound source of the music, she sees

to the place where the candles are placed. What comes into view is a large cake, which reads, "Happy Birthday to my beloved woman."

seems to stand still, and Karin's heart is filled with

to turn around, a pair of powerful arms bound her tightly

"Troy…"

too unreal. Is it because she is too eager, so that

the lights turn on, and the

stand in front of her. Only then does she realize that his clothes are all wet, and there are crystal drops of water on his shiny

"Sorry, I'm late."

her pink lips. His lips are cold, but his kiss

you on

and asks softly

together, how can I not be

"Honey, there's nothing happier than

going to faint

hand to hook his neck and kisses him on tiptoes proactively. She kisses

the lingering soul kiss, they reluctantly part. The candles have been burned out, but the happy birthday song is still

me, what

Troy's arm and asks

grand birthday party

do

birthday song, a person who is by your side and

eyes are red, and she is

that you

delayed by

head away,

and prepare an ingenious

"What gift?"

her hand and walks to the door, pointing to the garden, and says, "I buried the gift in the ground. You have to shout I want a gift to the ground every day. After three months, the gift will emerge

with a

it if you

wet clothes, "Could it be that you bury me gifts in

"Yep."

She starts begging,