He buried the ashes in a flowerpot. Then, he retrieved the box of preserved plums out of the clean bin and put it back in the paper bag before calling Dixon in

“Take this to Evelyn," he said.

When Dixon arrived at Evelyn's office, she was sulking silently in her chair. When she saw him, Evelyn stood up from the chair and called out politely, "Hi, Dixon."

Dixon smiled, "Hi Evelyn. Carlos asked me to drop something off."

Evelyn saw the paper bag in his hand. It wasn't hard to see it was the same one Sheffield brought here.

But she wasn't thrilled. She knew her father well.

“Tell me what he wants."

Dixon sighed.

"Carlos said, if you agree to go to the concert with

Calvert tomorrow night, you can have this back."

‘Evelyn is so unlucky in love...‘ Dixon felt sorry for the girl.

Evelyn's guess was right. She knew her father wouldn't give it back to her without asking something in return. She took a deep breath and said, “Okay. I'LL go."

Dixon put the bag on her desk and left.

When she was alone in the office, Evelyn opened the gift bag and saw a box of preserved plums in it.

It wasn't the brand she usually bought. But she tried this brand before, and it was extremely difficult to find at the store.

She felt her heart warm up. She gently opened the box, unpacked one of the packaged plums and put it in her mouth.

It tasted sweet, and she felt sweet in her heart as well.

She took out her phone, opened the WeChat app and tapped on Sheffield's dialogue box. There was one message waiting for her, the same message that Sheffield had sent earlier: "Evelyn, do you love me?"

Evelyn's eyes reddened.

In fact, she loved him.

Very much.

But she ignored the question and sent a message to him.

“Thanks for the plums."

Then she added, “Very sweet."

What she didn't know was that Sheffield hadn't left the parking Lot of