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?"

course,

nodded when

returned to his car and took out

cream cake on dry ice. It might melt in

be an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have

seemed to be

said, "Then you didn't expect

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

paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was still

like a springtime breeze. She felt good every time he

Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of egg

how much she could eat, "It's so easy

slightly embarrassed. Why did she seem to hear a faint mockery in

Jaydon was

and nights. I might die if I

next day was

not set the alarm clock. It was almost noon

bedroom in a daze and suddenly found a person sitting on the sofa of the living room. Immediately, all her sleepiness was swept

and

sat casually on the camel-colored carpet, concentrating on putting flowers

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

a craftsman, and even worse, he was

arrange those flowers one by one into the vase.

this picture that should have been still like an oil painting. Even Kathy,

and lazily turned around. His thin lips curved slightly, revealing a whole row of white teeth, "Good morning,

morning." Kathy replied with

beard on his chin was a little dense and his shirt was wrinkled, which made him somewhat embarrassed. However, his expression was

to know what he wanted to say, so she turned to the kitchen and said,

watching at you when you slept on the plane to Europe.

walked over with his long legs and slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her head, and he said gently,