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

“A little extra effort might do

last bite, glanced at the lingering gaze beside her, and with a half-smile, stood

“You should eat more.”

her leave, unaccustomed to hearing

after Yasmine’s departure, Serana slid into the seat across from him with her tray. She offered

to

looked at his empty bowl and accepted the bread. “Who

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

bite of the roll,

in small bites, “Anyway, I’m kind of scared of her. I thought she ruined the lilies last

was because of me

“It’s over now.”

not the most well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge

neither

on such meaningless things.

head softly, still uncertain, “Is

“What else could there

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

seen her explode like that. If it’s truly

him. He couldn’t put his finger on what was wrong,

month later, the day after Yasmine’s

way to the

time, there were a

everyone received a slice of exquisite cake. The cafeteria buzzed with chatter, and Ava

too.

sat beside her, his

girls disliked sweets. Yasmine

beside her, her expression distant, not uttering a word to

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to

your actual

on

“I can’t give you anything fancy

So, write down whatever you wish for and put it in this jar. When I

all come

jar, momentarily lost in

in on

“Whenever you

raised an eyebrow and hugged the jar. “Well, I’d better think

to lift a finger for the rest of

treading lightly, “You know, this kind of

marriage, right?”

Boyd froze, then turned to her

of confusion, unsure of what

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

the expectation of marriage.”

pensive look, and she turned to

on her. “You know, I

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