Dylan plopped onto his bed once he got home. He had a very busy day at the office, and this is the only time he could rest. "Finally..." he thought. He closed his eyes for a while, and massaged his temple to be able to relax. All of a sudden, he saw Sunnee's image flash before him. 

Unconsciously, Dylan let out a smile as he remember the first time he met the short-haired girl. He remembered having her in his arms as it rained petals that day. He would always remember dancing with her to a love song. He let out a sigh as he opened his eyes. After they said goodbye at the wedding, he regret not even getting her number. 

"Sunnee... when can I see you again?" he thought. Then, he realized, he had a way to see her. He stood up from his bed, and reached for his phone. He dialed Eunice's number, and waited for her to answer. "Hello, Dylan? What honor do I have to receive your call at this hour?" Eunice said. Dylan let out a smile. "Hello, Eunice. How are you?"

"You don't usually call me, unless you want to ask me a favor."

"You do know me well."

"What do you want?"

"Your friend..."

There was silence on the other line. "Sunnee is her name, right?" Dylan asked. "Sunnee Yang is my friends name. Why do you ask?" Eunice asked. "Well... I was wondering..." Dylan hesitated as he scratched his forehead. "You and Sunnee knows each other well, right?" he asked. "Stop beating around the bush, Dylan. Do you want her number?" Eunice asked. Dylan let out a smile. "Then, can I have her number?" Dylan asked. "No." Eunice said. 

Without any explanations, Eunice ended the call. "Eunice!" Dylan exclaimed angrily as he dialed her number again. This time, it directed him to her voice mail. He dialed it again, and it went to her voice mail again. Dylan could only sigh as he leaned on the headboard of his bed. "That Eunice..." he thought. 

--

Brent couldn't help but laugh at Dylan, seeing how frustrated he is as he listened to Dylan's story. "You know Eunice. She likes playing pranks." Brent told him. "But...this is important to me!" Dylan told him. "How important? How badly do you want to see this girl again?" Brent asked. 

Dylan let out a sigh. "I can't stop thinking about her." he confessed to him. Brent became serious this time. "She's always on my mind. I feel like I going crazy if I don't see her again. You know that kind of feeling? That's why I keep myself busy with work, because if I stopped working, I'll end up thinking of our encounter again." Dylan said. 

Brent put on his stethoscope, and put the other end on his chest. "Inhale." he said. Dylan did as he says. "Exhale." Brent said. Dylan did as he was told again. "This is bad." Brent said in a serious tone. Dylan gave him a confused look. "Why? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my heart again?" he asked in a worried tone. Brent nodded his head. "Tell me." Dylan insisted. "Your heart is beating loud. And it's beating for that girl. Dylan Xiong, you are really in love." Brent . 

Dylan took the folder on his table, and hit Brent. "Ouch! Dylan! I'm just kidding!" Brent said as he flinched. "Who told you to scare me like that?!" Dylan said as he continued to hit him. Brent couldn't help but laugh at him. "I can't believe Dylan is finally defeated by love." Brent said as he stopped laughing. 

Dylan leaned on the chair, and sighed. "I am... Brent, tell me. Is it really possible to fall in love with someone the moment you met her? I don't know. I just felt she is someone so familiar to me. I feel like I've known her for so long... and that... I have loved her for so long." Dylan said. 

Brent sighed as he scratched his chin. "I don't know. Maybe in your past life, you two star crossed lovers. Maybe, in your past life, you two were not able to be together, so you two decided to continue your story in this lifetime." Brent said. "So, if in my past life, I've already been hurt, would it be worth it to be hurt again in this present life?" he asked. "Love and pain comes hand in hand. You won't know what true love is until you feel what pain is. Like how you won't know you're sick if you don't feel hurt." Brent told him. 

"So, knowing there is a risk... do you still want to fall in love?" Brent asked him. "I'd still want to risk it." Dylan said with a smile. Brent smiled at him, and the two of them gave each other a fist bump. 

--

"Riley, make sure the contract for the deal is ready. Also, please try to contact Eunice again." Dylan instructed his assistant. Riley could only scratch his head. "But, sir, I already tried to call Miss Eunice, but he always rejects my calls." Riley informed him. 

Dylan let out a sigh. "All right. Just make sure the contract is prepared. That's all for now." Dylan said, dismissing his assistant. As soon as he's alone in his office, he took out his phone, and called Eunice again. After several rings, Eunice finally answered his call. 

"Are you desperate or what?" Eunice told him. "Eunice, just give me her number... please?" he pleaded. "No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to."

"Aren't you the official match maker of our group?"

"Do you want me to match make you to Sunnee?"

Dylan fell silent at her question. "Ah, do you like my friend?" Eunice asked. He let out a sigh. "All right. I admit defeat. I like her. I really do. Now, can you help me, and give me her number?" he asked. "But it comes at a price." Eunice told him. 

He let out another sigh. "All right, name your price. I'll get it to you, no matter what it is." Dylan told him. "I want flowers." Eunice told him. Confusion was written all over his face. "Flowers?" he asked. "Yes. And not just any other flowers. I want the freshest flowers from this flower shop called Fleur du Soleil. I heard they had the best flowers in the area, so get me get me some of it, all right?" Eunice said. "All right, I'll tell Riley -"

"I want you to personally buy those flowers for me, because I want you to bring it here right away." 

Dylan let out a sigh. "All right. If that's what you want. What's the address of that flower shop?" he asked. "I'll message it to you. Remember, buy the freshest flowers you could get, all right?" Eunice told him. After the call ended, Dylan stood from his chair, and took his coat. Before leaving his office, he called his assistant through the intercom. "Riley, cancel all my appointments this afternoon. I need to attend to something." he told him. Not waiting for his assistant's reply, he left his office. 

--

Dylan got out of his car, and looked at the small flower shop in front of him. "This must be it Fleur Du Soleil..." he said. He went on his way inside the flower shop, but found it empty. "Weird, it says it's still open..." he thought. "Hello? Anyone around?" he asked. 

Then, a familiar short-haired girl came out from behind the counter. "Welcome!" she greeted. As he looked at her, he let out a smile. "Dylan?" Sunnee called him. "Sunnee! I... I didn't know you would be here." he said. Sunnee smiled at him. "I'm a part owner of this shop." she told him. 

"Figures. Maybe, this is why Eunice wanted me to get the flowers here..." he thought. He wanted to be mad at her a while ago for making him run an errand unexpectedly, but instead, he was thanking her. Eunice didn't gave him Sunnee's number, but she found a way for the two of them to meet again. "So, what would you like to buy today?" Sunnee asked him. 

Dylan gazed at her, and smiled. "Sunflowers." he told her. Sunnee paused, and stared at him. "I would like some sunflowers." he said.