Jasmine Yale walked slowly, looking down at their shadows, and said with a smile, "Sylvan, will you always be good to ?"
"Why did you suddenly ask this?"
"Nothing much, just thought of it, so I asked. You can’t leave alone again. I would be scared, really scared."
"I won’t leave you."
"Okay." Jasmine Yale smiled contentedly, her fingers unconsciously tightening around him.
She didn’t want to let go.
She still rembers when she let go of his hand in the icy river, he disappeared.
The turbulent water, dark night, he just vanished in front of her, that kind of panic and fear has always been deeply buried in her heart.
She had been shot, bled, and was forced to kneel before a grave by Spencer Childe, yet she never despaired, because she was waiting for him to co.
But in the river, after he disappeared, she truly understood what despair is.
At this mont, under the sunset, the evening breeze brushed against her, this autumn day gave her a beautiful feeling.
It’s good to be alive.
The gentle light of the sunset spilled down, casting a shallow golden hue on her fair face.
Jasmine Yale squinted, watching the throngs of people, the rising and falling fountains, the bright lights of the shops.
Everything is so beautiful.
She and he walked casually down the street, not feeling tired at all.
In Landon, they both carried too much burden, never able to be like this before.
"Jasmine Yale."
"Hmm?"
"From now on... bring breakfast to work each day."
"No." Jasmine Yale snorted, refusing, "You’re bossing around again. Pregnant won are queens, so why am I the one running errands?"
"I’ll send you a red envelope."
"Who needs your... How much?"
"Up to you, whatever you want, I’ll wrap it for you."
"Then what did you eat for breakfast before?" Jasmine Yale asked curiously.
"Usually Kade Yuvan bought it for , if I didn’t have ti to eat, then I wouldn’t, and the company’s breakfast isn’t very good."
Jasmine Yale laughed.
She’s been to the company’s cafeteria, it can’t compare to the Cheney Family’s canteen before, of course he wasn’t used to it.
Perhaps he himself didn’t even know why he wasn’t used to it.
"Alright, starting tomorrow I’ll bring you breakfast, since I eat every morning, I’ll just bring you my leftovers."
"..." Sylvan Cheney rolled his eyes at her, "Bullying ?"
"Take it or leave it."
"...So an."
Jasmine Yale was in a great mood. She liked the feeling of being held by him, the dryness and warmth of his palm gave her a special kind of warmth. Just like the sunset in the sky, neither too cold nor too hot, the temperature just right, the light just right.
Everything was just perfect.
"If I have ti in the future, I’ll ask you out, don’t refuse," Sylvan Cheney looked down at Jasmine Yale beside him.
"Does it count... as a date?"
"Yes."
"Do you even know how to date soone? I doubt you do."
"..."
"Okay, I won’t bully you anymore, as long as you’re sincere, I’ll co out." Jasmine Yale said with a smile.
"You knew you were bullying all along?"
"Is that not allowed?"
"How do you feel being with ?" Sylvan Cheney asked, from his angle he could see Jasmine Yale’s smiling face and her bright, shining eyes.
"Hmm... like eating an apple-flavored lollipop, you get it?"
"Ridiculous." What a ss of a taphor, Sylvan Cheney frowned.
"If you don’t get it, forget it, if you never get it, then it’s fine if I get it myself."
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