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, I want to

nodded when she met

to his car and

cake on dry ice.

to be an

seemed to be

you didn't expect me to be working overtime,

the passenger seat in silence and said

hand that was holding the steering wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was still carrying

springtime breeze. She felt good

they arrived at the apartment, Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating them with the cake in no

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

did she seem to hear a faint mockery

was only

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

next day

did not set the alarm clock. It was almost noon when

a person sitting on the

fine day and the living room bathed

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

the bunch that Kathy bought last night, which had many kinds. There were goose-yellow carnations, red

seem to be much of a craftsman, and even

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

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

coffee table and lazily turned around. His thin lips curved slightly, revealing a whole row of white

morning." Kathy replied with

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

seemed to know what he wanted to say, so she turned to the kitchen and said, "I'm hungry.

at you when you slept

moment, then walked over with his long legs and slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against