Valentine's Day Gift, Let Me See His Love Clearly

Daley repeatedly reminded me on WhatsApp.

[Eat it tomorrow. Tomorrow is the festival. Put it in the refrigerator. Oh, and let me know when you eat it.]

I happily said yes.

In fact, I really wanted to frame the grape as a souvenir. I could bear to see it become poop.

I sighed. How nice it would be if I could exchange the grape for gold or a car!

The next morning, I got up early and got ready.

I put on exquisite makeup, wore a pretty dress, went to the supermarket, bought a big, beautifully folded suitcase that could fit me, and put it in the trunk.

When I arrived at Daley's place, I would call a delivery service to pick me and the suitcase up and deliver us there.

After returning home, I took out the grape from the refrigerator and looked at it as if it were a treasure.

I carefully examined the grape, wondering if it was different from other ordinary grapes. Perhaps there was gold hiding somewhere that I hadn't noticed.

Suddenly, the grape fell to the ground and rolled.

I was so scared that I hurriedly chased after the grape.

Just as I was about to pick it up, my golden retriever Milo swallowed it.

I watched helplessly as the silly dog swallowed the grape without even chewing it.

I felt like my heart was being stabbed.

I felt frozen in place, but then I snapped back to reality and rushed to Milo. I forcefully pried open his mouth and shook him, trying to make him spit out the grape.

All my efforts were in vain. Then I held onto his limbs and vigorously shook his body again. Milo howled but still didn't spit out the grape.

I panicked instantly. The grape was worth a lot, and it was a gift from Dale. And Milo ate it just like that?

But no matter how unwilling I was, I couldn't gut Milo, could I?

I knelt on the floor and mourned for Daley's grape.

After a minute, I kissed Milo's head a few times.

I'd pretend that I ate the grape.

"Milo, I'm going to see Daley. I'll leave you at my colleague's house. Wait for me to come back!"

Just at this moment, Daley sent me a message.

[Have you eaten the grape? Is it good?]

I replied to him with great guilt.

[Yes, I have. It's worth the high price. It's delicious with abundant juice and delicate flesh.]

[Take a picture of the peel. I wanna check if you're telling the truth.]

[I ate the peel too. It's so expensive. I don't wanna waste it!]

After saying that, I ignored him and prepared to set off!

As the car drove along the smooth highway, I was thrilled. How excited would Daley be to see me as his present?

I couldn't help but play a song at full volume.

As a result, I didn't realize that Daley had called until I reached the city.

I didn't call back since I was about to see him.

I called a truck, and after I explained the situation, the driver couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know what you young people are thinking. You're quite romantic."

I smiled awkwardly.

"Sir, I will get into the suitcase now. There are pulleys at the bottom of the suitcase. Push me to Room 605, Unit 3, Building 31 of Star Community and then knock on his door."

"OK. But aren't you afraid of being suffocated?"

"There are several holes on the top of the suitcase for ventilation."

The driver agreed readily, and I curiously climbed into the suitcase, waiting to see the surprised and shocked expression on Daley's face.

The truck quickly arrived at the destination, and I felt the driver pushing me unsteadily onto the elevator.

He found the destination and knocked on the door.

"Hello, Sir, your package."

I quickly tidied myself up in the suitcase, straightened my hair, patted the foundation on my face, and got into the best state possible.

The door was open.

I was pushed in.

But Daley didn't open the box right away, so I stayed quietly inside.

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was still no movement, and I was confused.

Then I heard some strange sounds.

There were some squeaky sounds, which were quite harsh and unpleasant to hear.

And there was a woman struggling and moaning.

It sounded like someone was tearing transparent tape and binding a woman.

At this point, my excitement had turned into fear. My heart was pounding, and cold sweat was dripping from my forehead.

What was Daley doing?