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After Jana finishes wrapping my ankle like a mummy, my brain went blank of what Jana said before she wrap my ankle. Is she going to kiss me again? I am so nervous. I clench my ice cold fist and closed my eyes tightly to prepare for the kiss that is coming. However...

Jena asked, "You have lots of plants at your balcony, are you a gardener?" I shot open my eyes and answered back as quickly as possible, "yes, I am." I look around the room. Where is Jana? I stood up and looked around the room. Oh! There she is! I walk towards the balcony where Jana is standing surrounded by a forest of plants pots, and continued what I said excitingly, "I love to treat plants, the off-spring of the plant give me a lot of satisfaction since it shows the fail outcome of my work put into it."

"hm..." she mumbles as she stares at the plants.

"Oh! I remembered that I have a young blueberry plant." I squeeze in between Jena to reach for the blueberry on the second level of the plant stand and hands to it Jena. "You can have my blueberry plant if you wanted to plant one." When I finished my sentence she shoved it back into my hand and said, "No, I just want the book. But how did you make it to grow like this?" I look down at the strong and healthy plant growing out small round shiny spheres. "erm...? What do you mean? Why don't you want one?"

"I just want to know how you make the plant to grow blueberries."

"Well... there are three main factors, pH has to be low, water enough but not too much to allow the soil to be moist, and enough sunlight but not too much. Since blueberries like shade. Oh! I nearly forgot, did you grow it in a pot?" as I list the factors out with my fingers.

Jena questioned "Yeah, is in a small pot. How do you keep it low pH? Moist? And what do you mean not too much sunlight? I thought all plants like sunlight. " with a confused expression.

"ahaha! Oh! Is in a small pot? It has to be bigger than 30cm in diameter maybe that is why! But to keep it a low pH, it can be done by putting sulphur chips in it, and the blueberries will be happy." I smiled to her and continued, "Well... there are more info in my little book I wrote, you can go home and read it if you like or I can explain more if you need any help."

"Hm... alright," she swipes her phone out and demanded for my phone number. After exchange numbers I am curious what she does? Is she gardener aswell? I spoke up and asked her, "Jena, are you a gardener aswell?"

"No..," it sounds like she has finished what she was saying, I want her to carry on so I look at her very curiously wanted to know what she does as a job, or what she does in her spare time. Why is she growing blueberries when she is not a gardener? I try to convince Jena with watery puppy eyes. At this moment she gives up and answered my question like she read my mind, "I just became a waitress at 'The Maple', also I grew blueberries for my dad. I heard blueberries are a super food."

"oh? What did you do before?" as I curiously asked, was she jobless? That means she was homeless!? That can't be right! Right?

"Don't worry, it is not anything bad. Just been job hunting around. Now I got a job." What? Did she read my mind again?

Anyway, despite she is a mind reader we had fun chatting, I can't believe time fly by so fast when we have fun. But I never know that this will be the last week I will have this fun peaceful time with Jena.

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