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?"

laugh, "Of course,

when she met

and took out a

ice cream cake on dry ice. It might melt in a

sighed. "Actually, I didn't expect there to be an

seemed to be

you didn't expect me

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

steering wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was still carrying a gentle

was like a springtime breeze. She felt good every time

apartment, Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating them

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

she seem to

was only

and nights. I might die

next day

the alarm clock. It was almost noon when

suddenly found a person sitting on the sofa of the living room. Immediately,

fine day and the

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

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

craftsman, and even worse, he was a bit

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

move would vitalize this picture that should have been still like an oil painting.

table and lazily turned

replied with

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

to say, so she

at you when you slept on the plane to Europe. I'm thinking that you'll be

slowly pulled her into his embrace. His chin rubbed against her