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, I

paused. She involuntarily nodded when she met Jaydon's

his car and took out

ice cream cake on

there to be an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been in

seemed to

expect me to be working overtime,

seat in silence and said indifferently, "Men

the steering wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face

breeze. She felt

quickly cooked two bowls of

much she could eat,

she seem to hear a faint mockery in his

was only

I haven't rested for three days and nights. I

next day

alarm clock. It was almost noon

person sitting on the sofa of the

a fine day and the living room bathed in

carpet, concentrating

night, which had many kinds. There were goose-yellow carnations, red roses

much of a craftsman, and even

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

would vitalize this picture that should

the middle of the coffee table and lazily turned around. His thin lips

morning." Kathy replied with a faint

was wrinkled, which made him

what he wanted to say, so she turned to the

"I kept watching at you when you slept on the plane to Europe. I'm thinking that you'll be the only one

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