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?"

couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, I want

nodded when she met

to his car and

on dry ice. It might melt

I didn't expect there to be an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been

seemed to

didn't expect me to be working overtime, did

silence and said indifferently, "Men wait

holding the steering wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was

breeze. She felt good every

arrived at the apartment, Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating them with the cake

she could eat, "It's so easy to

she seem to hear

Jaydon was

three days and nights. I might die if I drive." Jaydon

day

did not set the alarm clock. It was

person sitting on the sofa

a fine day and

on the camel-colored carpet, concentrating on putting flowers into a

bunch that Kathy bought last night, which had many kinds. There were goose-yellow carnations, red roses and baby's breath. They were not well-trimmed yet but full of

of a craftsman, and even

he was patient enough to arrange those flowers one by one into the vase. His back was covered with a golden yellow glow as the sun shone on

picture that should have been still like an oil painting. Even Kathy, who was around him,

finally put the crystal vase in the middle of the coffee table and lazily turned around. His thin lips

Kathy replied

made him somewhat embarrassed. However, his expression

to say, so she turned to the kitchen and said, "I'm

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

into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her head, and