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?"

but laugh, "Of course, I

paused. She involuntarily nodded when she

returned to his car and took out a small

ice cream cake on dry ice. It might melt in

an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't

seemed to

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

the passenger seat in silence and said indifferently, "Men

glanced at

like a springtime breeze. She felt good

bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating them with the cake

could eat, "It's so easy to

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

was

stay here tonight? I haven't rested for three days and nights. I might die if I drive." Jaydon said

next day was

set the alarm clock. It was almost noon when

of the bedroom in a daze and suddenly found a person sitting on the sofa

and the

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

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

a craftsman,

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

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

and lazily turned around. His thin lips curved slightly,

Kathy replied

was wrinkled, which made him somewhat embarrassed. However, his expression was very relaxed and calm. "I want to talk to you

wanted to say, so she turned to the kitchen and said, "I'm hungry. Let's eat

me. Only a few words." Jaydon firmly stopped her. "I kept watching at you when you slept on the plane to Europe. I'm thinking that you'll be the only one in my

long legs and slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her head, and