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?"
Jaydon couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, I want to if you can cook."
Kathy paused. She involuntarily nodded when she met Jaydon's sincere gaze.
Jaydon returned to his car and took out a small box, "Cake."
It was a small ice cream cake on dry ice. It might melt in a while.
Jaydon sighed. "Actually, I didn't expect there to be an operation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry."
He seemed to be regretful.
Kathy smiled and said, "Then you didn't expect me to be working overtime, did you?"
Jaydon sat in in the passenger seat in silence and said indifferently, "Men wait for women. It is courtesy."
Kathy's hand that was holding the steering wheel paused. She glanced at Jaydon whose face was still carrying a gentle smile.
This man was like a springtime breeze. She felt good every time he was around.
When they arrived at the apartment, Kathy quickly cooked two bowls of egg noodles. They finished eating them with the cake in no time.
Jaydon knew that how much she could eat, "It's so easy to feed you."
Kathy felt slightly embarrassed. Why did she seem to hear a faint mockery in his words...?
However, Jaydon was only joking.
"Can I stay here tonight? I haven't rested for three days and nights. I might die if I drive." Jaydon said without exaggeration.
The next day was weekend.
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