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."
Jasmine was speechless. Boyce sounded awkward but she believed him.
“Are you hungry?” Jasmine looked up at him, smiling.
“A little,” Boyce said.
Jasmine found it funny and asked, “Do you plan to keep holding my hand?”
Realizing his behavior was inappropriate, Boyce immediately let go of her. Jasmine then held his hand,
“I like to be 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 let go of Boyce and walked out.
Boyce 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 principal grew this, look at the size.”
Boyce nodded.
Jasmine looked at him. He looked handsome and gentle with his delicate features despite his head
was wrapped up.
“You look good wearing like this,” Jasmine smiled.
Boyce looked at his clothes that belonged to Keith, it fitted him well.
“Let’s go out and get you some changing clothes tomorrow.” Jasmine wanted to buy some meat for
him, he was injured, he needed nutrients.
“Buy new clothes and return them to the friend that likes you,” Boyce continued, “I will pay you back
when we get back.”
He didn’t want to owe his ‘rival’ anything.
Jasmine took a washed tomato and gave it to him, “Are you jealous that he likes me?”
“I don’t like him being close to you,” Boyce said with a stern voice.
Despite being stern and not uttering sweet words, Jasmine thought he looked cute, like a boy in love.
“I’ll keep my distance if you don’t like it,” Jasmine said as she put the potato into a bowl and soaked it
with water.
She then took out some peppers and asked, “Do you like spicy food?”
“Yes. This tomato is sweet.” Boyce looked at the tomato in his hand, the skin was a little greenish but
was sweet to taste.
Jasmine smiled, “You can’t get tomato like this in the city, this is how a ripe tomato looks like, the one at
the mall looks red on the outside but green inside.”
Boyce hardly cook and had never paid attention to how a tomato looked like, but he believed Jasmine.
“Do you want a bite?” Boyce asked as he took a bite.
Jasmine was chopping up the pepper, “This…”
She then saw the tomato near her mouth, he turned it to the side where he had not bitten, Jasmine
looked up.
“This side is clean,” Boyce said, smiling.
Jasmine bit her lips and began sobbing. It was not something touching but she turned emotional.
She didn’t know why she wanted to cry, was it because this love appeared out of a sudden? Or
perhaps because she had been suppressing her emotion so long and finally bore fruit?
She couldn’t explain her feeling now, tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
Boyce put down the tomato and wiped off her tears, “Don’t cry, I’ll take care of you from now on.”
What he said made Jasmine cried harder.
“Did I say something wrong?” Boyce was nervous.
Jasmine shook her head, sobbing, “No, I thought of my mom,” she wiped her tears as she spoke.
Boyce wanted to comfort her but found no words, he wanted to hug her but was afraid that would
frighten her.
As he was thinking about what to do, Jasmine approached and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She buried her face in his arms and continued sobbing.
Boyce froze for a few seconds before stretching his arms and embraced her. He was sad to see
Jasmine cried and saddened by what she had been through.
“Why did you leave? I’ll go back with you. You disappeared suddenly, I went searching for you in your
hometown, but couldn’t find you, I was worried.”
“You’ve been to my hometown?” Jasmine raised her head.
Boyce nodded.
“But how did you know where my hometown is?” Jasmine looked at him with her eyes widened, slightly
shocked.
“Have you forgotten about my job? It’s not that hard to find out your address.”
‘Oh yes, mom had a criminal record, he can easily find out about their information.’
“If we are together, will it affect your…”
“No.” Boyce cut her off.
“I can’t help you much on your career, I don’t have a powerful background, I’m someone with nothing,”
Jasmine said disappointedly.
Boyce wanted to achieve higher in his career but he didn’t want to depend on anyone.
“You don’t trust me?” Boyce stroke her head, “Aren’t you tired thinking about all this at such a young
age?”
“I trust you,” Jasmine nodded as hard as she could.
She felt much better after saying everything she had been hiding in her heart, it was an hour later after
dinner was ready.
It was a simple meal, potatoes, some beans, and pickled cabbage made by a student’s grandma. She
cooked some corn and rice too.
“Try this corn, it’s delicious,” Jasmine said as she handed him an ear of corn.
Boyce took it and looked at Jasmine, “Jasmine, there’s something I need to tell you.”
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