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?"

but laugh, "Of course, I want

nodded when

his car and took out a

cake on

be an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have

to be

expect me to be working

in silence and said indifferently, "Men wait for women. It is

glanced at Jaydon whose face was still

She felt good every time he was

cooked two bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating

she could eat,

Why did she seem to hear a faint mockery in his

Jaydon was

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

next day was

set the alarm clock. It

out of the bedroom in a daze and suddenly found a person sitting on the sofa of the living room. Immediately, all her sleepiness was swept

and the living room

carpet, concentrating

last night, which had many kinds. There were goose-yellow carnations, red roses and baby's breath. They were not well-trimmed yet

much of a craftsman, and even

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

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

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,

morning." Kathy replied with

shirt was wrinkled, which made him

he wanted to say, so she

stopped her. "I kept watching at you when you slept on the plane to Europe. I'm thinking

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