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.”

“I know. I’m

streak, “A little extra effort might do the

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

“You should eat more.”

her leave, unaccustomed to hearing such

departure, Serana slid into the seat across from him with her tray.

roll, “Want to eat

and accepted the bread. “Who

vague, “Hmm. you

roll, “She’s just got a

I’m kind of scared of her. I thought she ruined the lilies

it was because of me that she ended up

“It’s over now.”

comforting others, felt a twinge of guilt himself for

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

on such meaningless things.

softly,

looked at her, “What

shook her head again, “I don’t know. I just feel like Yasmine was really angry back

I’ve never seen her explode like that. If

He couldn’t put his finger on what was wrong, but his unease

later, the day

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

Only this time,

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

too.

sat beside her, his face contorted as if he were eating

sweets. Yasmine was

her, her expression distant, not uttering a

“Happy Birthday.”

paused and turned to Boyd.

“Today’s your actual

on in

give you anything

put it in this jar.

all come true without

held the empty jar,

put wishes in on my birthday,

“Whenever you want, for anything you

“Well, I’d better think hard. Mansions,

lift a finger for the rest

nervously beside them, her tone treading lightly, “You

marriage, right?”

froze, then turned to her in

of confusion, unsure of what to say next. After a tense

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

the expectation of marriage.”

a pensive look, and she turned to

snapped back to reality, but his gaze lingered on her. “You know, I didn’t

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