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,

paused. She involuntarily nodded when she

to his car and took out a small

a small ice cream cake on dry ice.

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

seemed to

you didn't expect me to be working overtime, did

silence and

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

springtime breeze. She felt

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

could eat,

she seem to hear a faint mockery in his

was

for three days and nights. I might die if I

day

clock. It was almost noon when she

daze and suddenly found a person sitting

day and the living room

camel-colored carpet, concentrating on

were goose-yellow carnations, red roses and baby's breath. They were not well-trimmed

seem to be much of a craftsman, and

to arrange those flowers one by one into the vase. His back was covered with a

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

crystal vase in the middle of the coffee table and lazily turned around. His thin lips curved slightly, revealing a whole row of white teeth, "Good morning,

replied with a

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

say, so she turned to the kitchen

to me. Only a few words." Jaydon firmly stopped her. "I kept watching at you when you slept on

and slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her head, and he said gently, "Kathy, let's give it a try, shall