Keith was speechless. There was nothing he could say against what Jasmine said.

He walked away, biting his lips.

Jasmine went into the room and sat beside the bed.

Boyce came in and closed the door. He stood at the door for quite a while before sitting next to her on the bed. He kept a distance between them and remained silent.

The night was falling and the house was getting dimmer.

“Jasmine…”

“Mr. Shawn...”

They called each other at the same time and stopped at the same time.

“Call me Boyce,” Boyce said.

Jasmine smiled, “I almost forgot you are promoted. You must be hungry, let me prepare you dinner.”

She stood up as she spoke and went to the kitchen. Boyce pulled her hand as she walked by.

Jasmine turned and met his gaze; the room was lightened up by the sunset.

"Do you not mind my age…”

"I won't mind if you don't mind be being an orphan." Jasmine interrupted.

Boyce had never cared about that, his only concern was his age.

"I won't mind about that, I know you are a kind girl."

Jasmine lowered her head, blushing happily. Her other hand gripped tight on her shirt, "Do you like me too?"

Boyce was silent for a moment and said, "I suppose."

sounded awkward but she believed

hungry?” Jasmine looked

“A little,” Boyce said.

asked, “Do you plan to keep holding my

don’t want you to be hungry, I’m going to

smiled as he looked at the hand held by Jasmine earlier. He walked out and watched Jasmine working in the kitchen. She was chopping potatoes, “The

Boyce nodded.

looked at him. He looked handsome and gentle with his delicate features despite

look good wearing

clothes that belonged to

some changing clothes tomorrow.” Jasmine wanted to

clothes and return them to the friend that likes you,” Boyce continued, “I will pay you back when we

to owe his

a washed tomato and gave it to him, “Are you

close to you,” Boyce said with

sweet words, Jasmine thought he

if you don’t like it,” Jasmine said as

took out some peppers and

tomato in his hand, the skin was a little greenish but

is how a ripe tomato looks like, the one at

cook and had never paid attention to how

you want a bite?” Boyce asked as

up the

the tomato near her mouth, he turned it

clean,”

began sobbing. It

of a sudden? Or perhaps because she had been suppressing her

couldn’t explain her feeling now, tears

wiped off her tears, “Don’t cry, I’ll take

said made Jasmine

I say something wrong?” Boyce

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