My Sweetheart

Kathy involuntarily turned to look over. It was Jaydon.

The shop was somewhat small. It was hard for the shopkeeper who stood behind the counter to hand the bouquets to Jaydon. So Kathy took the flowers and wanted to help give it to him.

Today, Jaydon was wearing a white shirt. His straightened clothes were a little loose and his chin was faintly green with stubble. He looked tired and had probably worked overtime.

He didn't take it. Instead, he scratched his hair and said awkwardly, "It is for you. Kathy, happy birthday."

Happy birthday?

Kathy was confused for a long time before she remembered that today was her birthday.

This morning, her mother also asked her to return home early to celebrate on WeChat, but she refused because she had to work overtime.

Kathy withdrew her hand and held the bouquet. She heard the shopkeeper's excited voice, "So it's for you!"

To Kathy, his simple sentence seemed to imply something else.

After thanking him, she looked down and quickly walked out of the flower shop. She heard that the rolling door behind her was falling. In an instant, the surroundings became quiet.

Jaydon followed her out without saying anything.

In the hazy night, there were two figures with a bouquet of flowers.

It was a pure feeling, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Kathy stopped and turned around. "Do you work overtime, too?"

"Yes." Jaydon nodded with deep-set eyes in the night.

For a moment, Kathy almost drowned in his eyes.

Even the eyes were so similar.

"Are you hungry?" Kathy blurted out, "Do you want a night feast?"

help but laugh, "Of course, I

involuntarily nodded when she met Jaydon's sincere

returned to his car and

cream cake on dry ice. It might

expect there to be an

to

smiled and said, "Then you didn't expect me to be working overtime, did

sat in in the passenger seat in silence and said indifferently, "Men wait for women. It

paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was still

springtime breeze. She

Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of

she could eat, "It's so easy to

felt slightly embarrassed. Why did she seem

was only

days and nights. I might die if

day

not set the alarm clock. It was almost noon when she

a person sitting on the sofa of the

was a fine day and

camel-colored carpet, concentrating

that Kathy bought last night, which had many kinds. There were goose-yellow carnations, red roses and baby's

didn't seem to be much of a craftsman, and even worse, he

was patient enough to arrange those flowers one by one into the vase. His back was covered

And his every move would vitalize this picture that should have been still like an oil painting. Even Kathy, who was around him,

in the middle of the coffee table and lazily turned around. His thin lips curved slightly, revealing a whole row of

Kathy replied with

his shirt was wrinkled, which made him somewhat embarrassed. However, his expression was very relaxed and calm. "I

she turned to the kitchen

"I kept watching at you when you slept on the plane to Europe. I'm thinking that you'll be the only one

and slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her head, and he said gently, "Kathy,