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.”

nodded nonchalantly, “I know.

“A little extra effort might

lingering gaze beside

“You should eat more.”

watched her leave, unaccustomed to

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

to eat

empty bowl and accepted the bread. “Who

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

a bite of the roll, “She’s just

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

feel like it was because of me that she ended up so

“It’s over now.”

the most well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge

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

on such meaningless things.

shook her head softly, still uncertain, “Is

“What else could there

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

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

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

later, the day after Yasmine’s birthday, everything

second batch of scallions made its way to the cafeteria, and there was

for lunch. Only this time, there were

the meal, everyone received a slice of exquisite cake.

too.

her cake while Boyd sat beside her, his face

sweets. Yasmine

her expression distant, not

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to Boyd.

chuckled, “Today’s your actual

looked on in

glass jar. “I can’t give you anything fancy right now, and probably

it in this jar. When I can stand on my own two feet,

all come true without

empty jar, momentarily

only put wishes in on my birthday, or

“Whenever you want, for

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

finger for the rest of my

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

marriage, right?”

then turned to her in unison.

looks of confusion, unsure of what to say

TV? These promises from boys to girls, and they’re usually

the expectation of marriage.”

face took on a pensive look, and she turned to

her. “You know, I didn’t really think too much into

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