51 Long Time No See

Harper’s POV

"Let's go."

"Was that guy a delivery man just now? You're still sending letters to your family? What era are we living in?"

"Actually, compared to electronic communication, this old-fashioned way is safer. That's what my dad says."

"Alright, I don't get your family, you guys are always so mysterious. But these flowers are really beautiful! Come on, take a picture of me!"

Jasmine, being her usual lively self, immediately squatted down among the flowers.

"Get out of there first, let's eat and then we can take photos."

After we had some lunch, I grabbed my camera from the bedroom and took pictures of her. Before we knew it, the whole afternoon had passed.

At night, she brought her blanket and wanted to sleep with me. We turned on a small nightlight, and she lay there, her head on her pillow, then she turned to me and asked, "Harper, what do you think love is?"

"You've got someone you like?"

Jasmine had never really talked about relationships before. To her, love never seemed