Irish's phone rang, and she took out her phone and asked Cassie to wait for her for a moment.
It was so peaceful in this garden while Cassie was basking in the sun on the bench leisurely. She stared at the osmanthus and then bent down to snap it. She took some osmanthus in her hands and smelt its sweet fragrance when the breeze rose, and her coat slipped down from her shoulders.
Cassie then felt it was a little cold and was about to pick up her coat from the lawn. Unexpectedly, a man picked it up for her and soon draped it on her shoulder before she could bend down. She looked up and found that it was Roy.
