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."

Boyce sounded awkward but

looked up at him,

“A little,” Boyce said.

it funny and asked, “Do you plan to keep holding

hold by you, but I don’t want you to be hungry, I’m going to prepare dinner, have some rest here,” she explained as she

he looked at the hand held by Jasmine earlier. He walked out and watched

Boyce nodded.

and gentle with his delicate features despite his head was wrapped

good wearing

clothes that belonged

clothes tomorrow.” Jasmine wanted

to the friend that likes you,”

didn’t want to

to him, “Are you jealous that he likes

to you,” Boyce said

sweet words, Jasmine thought he

my distance if you don’t like it,” Jasmine said as she put the potato into a bowl and

took out some peppers and

tomato is sweet.” Boyce looked at the tomato in his hand, the skin was a little

this is how a ripe tomato looks like, the one at the mall

cook and had never paid attention to how a tomato looked like, but

bite?” Boyce asked

chopping up

saw the tomato near her mouth, he turned it to the

is clean,” Boyce said,

and began sobbing. It was not something touching but

out of a sudden? Or perhaps because she had been suppressing her emotion so long

now, tears

off her tears,

said made Jasmine

say something wrong?” Boyce was

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