Boyd’s expression was one of pure distaste. “I reckon Bryson isn’t strapped for cash to buy some scallions.”

“There’s something different about growing them yourself. Besides, they grow fast. I can harvest them at least

twice in a month.”

“I noticed the director has a pot on his office windowsill. You’re awfully young to have such quirky tastes.”

Yasmine ignored him.

Two hours later, they both wrapped up their tasks.

After that, Boyd, who was usually a ghost around the place, seemed to be popping up everywhere. He was often

spotted fiddling around in the garden.d2

Occasionally, Yasmine’s figure would appear at the opposite flower bed, but her appearances were few and far

between.

Boyd’s lilies received no care from Yasmine, not even a passing glance. Yet Boyd found himself watching those

scallions grow with an odd sense of unease.

After half a month, Yasmine snipped the scallions and took them to the cafeteria, which meant two whole days of

scallion cuisine on the menu.

Boyd wasn’t fond of them.

Watching Yasmine shovel them into her mouth, Boyd couldn’t mask his aversion. “I always thought you didn’t care

for strong flavors.”

Yasmine, poised and unhurried, continued to eat, “That’s just your assumption. Though you’re not wrong, I

generally don’t like intense flavors. But I find this quite nice. Nothing in this world is absolute, you know. Tastes,

habits—they can change. You never know when something will just change.”

At her words, Boyd reluctantly took another bite.

Yasmine offered a small smile, “If you don’t like it, that is totally fine. No point in forcing yourself.”

“Maybe I’ll come to like it if I get used to it.”

She gave him a fleeting look, her smile light, “Pointless.”

Boyd kept his eyes on her, “But it’s all for the sake of liking them.”

Silence fell between them.

“Those lilies need special care, especially since it’s not the ideal planting season.”

nonchalantly, “I know. I’m not that

streak, “A little extra effort might

bite, glanced at the lingering gaze beside her, and with a

“You should eat more.”

unaccustomed to hearing such things from

long after Yasmine’s departure, Serana slid into the seat across from

roll, “Want to eat a bit

empty bowl and accepted

vegetables and mumbled a vague, “Hmm. you know, Yasmine doesn’t like

took a bite of the roll, “She’s just

“Anyway, I’m kind of scared of her. I thought

was said, I feel like it was because of me that she

“It’s over now.”

felt a twinge of guilt himself for having

holding grudges was not her style—she neither had the patience nor

on such meaningless things.

her head softly, still

looked at her, “What else

“I don’t know. I just feel like Yasmine was really angry back then.

seen her explode like that. If it’s truly okay now,

He couldn’t put

perceptiveness was spot-on. Half a month later, the day after Yasmine’s

of scallions made its way to the cafeteria, and there was another unavoidable

for lunch. Only this time, there were

cake. The cafeteria buzzed with chatter, and Ava

too.

while Boyd sat beside her,

sweets. Yasmine

sat beside her, her expression distant,

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to Boyd.

chuckled, “Today’s your actual

looked on

a clear glass jar. “I can’t give you anything fancy right

you wish for and put it in this jar. When I can stand on

all come true without

empty jar, momentarily lost

wishes in on my birthday,

looked resigned, “Whenever you want, for

I’d better

to lift a finger

nervously beside them, her tone treading lightly, “You know, this kind of talk

marriage, right?”

turned to

under their identical looks of confusion, unsure of what to say next. After a

the courage, “Isn’t that how it goes on TV? These promises

the expectation of marriage.”

face took on a pensive look, and she turned

but his gaze lingered on her. “You know, I didn’t really think too much into

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