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?"

"Of course, I want to if you

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the passenger seat in silence and said indifferently,

wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon

man was like a springtime breeze. She felt good every

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

knew that how much she could eat, "It's so easy to feed

did she seem to hear a faint mockery in his

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here tonight? I haven't rested for three days and nights. I might die

day

not set the alarm clock. It was

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

and the living room bathed in

casually 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

to be much of a craftsman, and even worse,

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

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

the middle of the coffee table and lazily turned around.

Kathy replied

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

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

when you slept on the plane to

into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her