True Love Waits

Sheffield sat straight and took Evelyn's hand, sending her a playful smile. "Don't listen to the old man. I've always been a good boy. He just enjoys badmouthing me." "Yeah, right!" Evelyn rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Silly boy, do you still eat herbs?"

"No!" He was not as stupid now.

"Can you show me around the yard?" The place was full of the fragrance of herbs. Evelyn couldn't wait to see more of it.

"No problem!" Sheffield smiled and kissed her on her cheeks, grabbing her hand to walk out of the living room.

Herbs were spread across Vernon's yard. The boy apprentice was drying them. When he saw Evelyn and Sheffield coming over, he greeted them warmly.

Sheffield softly nodded at the boy and turned to Evelyn. "Honey, this is Wolf." The boy frowned and cast a protesting glance at him. "It's Wolfberry," Sheffield corrected himself. 'Wolfberry?' Evelyn quietly pulled Sheffield's sleeve and stared at him. "Stop making fun of him. It's rude!"

Before Sheffield could say anything, the boy apprentice hastily waved his hand. "It's fine. Sheffield is a senior to me. It's okay for him to say whatever he wants." Evelyn was rendered speechless. 'This boy is so obedient.'

Sheffield had a smile on his face but didn't say anything else. He showed Evelyn around the yard and explained to her the Chinese medicine she was curious about.

When Wolfberry walked into the backyard garden, Sheffield began telling her about the boy. "Wolfberry is an orphan. My master brought him back from the door of the orphanage when he was eleven. He's nineteen now. My master was willing to pay for his education, but he didn't want to go to school. He wasn't even willing to work anywhere outside the yard. Instead, he stayed here with my master every day to guard it, especially with master going out every now and then. Wolfberry is gentle and kind. If you ever treat him nicely, he would be deeply touched. And he has a good temper as well. I often gave him gifts before, so he sees me as his own brother! But he doesn't talk much. He is a thinker."

"Why do you call him Wolfberry?" She suspected that Sheffield had given the boy that name as a joke.

"He has a name, but he likes eating Chinese wolfberries a lot. I call him Wolfberry every time I see him eating them." Vernon used to call Wolfberry by his name, but in time, Sheffield rubbed off on him, and he also started calling the boy Wolfberry too.

'Like eating Chinese wolfberries? It's really a special hobby.'

They had a rich lunch. Vernon cooked many Sichuan dishes. He had asked Sheffield about Evelyn's taste before cooking.

She liked to eat spicy food, so Vernon used pepper in every dish.

dishes for the four of them. Just as Sheffield and Evelyn entered the room, a fragrance rich with an aroma filled their

to the backyard, squatting down and eating alone there, but Sheffield gripped his clothes

stole a glance at Evelyn timidly and then looked away. "I have food in my bowl. I can eat in the backyard," he said to Sheffield. Evelyn sensed how fidgety the boy was around her. She touched her own face

shook his head at once and his face turned red

"Then stay here and eat." To show her

saw a hand placing food in his bowl. He raised his frightened eyes and

can pick up food himself," Sheffield complained jealously, rolling his eyes at the

them in his bowl.

It's unfair! Don't

and the lukewarm look in her eyes was enough to make him lower his head and eat the vegetables. "I've changed my mind. Vegetables are delicious

who was smoking, let out a light chuckle. "I knew

corners of Sheffield's lips lifted and he nodded. "Master, you're right! And well said. Here, this fish eye

fish eyes, and

calmed down in satisfaction but grumbled again when he stared at another fish

other fish eye into his bowl, and said as if he were coaxing a little child, "All right, all right. It's yours, and

I have my hands. You don't have to pick up food for me. Just take

"Okay, Master!"

They chatted for a bit and left Vernon's

seconds, but Evelyn didn't get out the car. She had many thoughts swimming around her mind. She pressed her lips into a thin line and sneaked a glance at Sheffield, who

couldn't see her troubled expressions anymore and

she had been anxious and wanted to tell him something. Sheffield had observed the rapid changes in her expressions for a long time. Even though she didn't

herself down. "On the

difficult it was for her to finish that