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Waves gently lapped against the rocks outside, Inside, she slept soundly as though the mundane world couldn’t disturb her peace.
Bo Yan entered the room on tiptoe and glanced up at the camera to ensure it was off.
These past few days, it had just been Xia Siyu alone. If she was by herself, it didn’t matter, so she turned them all off.
Normally, she would only sleep in her own bed, but today, the crew had exhausted them, taking them up mountains and down to the sea, and even around the ancient city. Ordinarily, two hours a day for tasks would suffice, and there’d be time to cook a meal upon returning. But that day, they didn’t get back until nine in the evening, ate some supper hastily, and after removing makeup and washing up, they retreated to rest, nearly collapsing from fatigue.
Even Li Yiru, who loved yoga, quickly washed up and went to bed; no one wanted to stay up.
As they had to get up early the next day to drive to Taormina, Siyu hadn’t even closed the curtains. The sound of the sea and the moon overhead filled the room with a clear radiance.
Tossing and turning in her bed, Xia Siyu found the single uncomfortably small and, convinced Bo Yan wouldn’t return, boldly pushed the beds together, and happily settled herself right in the middle.
Since she had turned off all the cameras while joining the beds, the viewers were unaware of her actions.
After merging the beds and having overexerted herself throughout the day, she had used up all her reserve energy and fell into a deep, powerless sleep.
Moreover, both Taormina and Syracuse were some distance from Palermo, with at least a two and a half hour drive. They planned to rest locally that evening, so everyone went to bed early after packing their bags.
Bo Yan took a quick look but didn’t bother with her antics, opting instead to head to the bathroom. After washing up and changing into his sleepwear, he returned to find Xia Siyu sprawled across the bed in an even more exaggerated fashion, occupying three-quarters of it.
Perhaps because it was summer, and it was a bit warm, Xia Siyu had kicked off her blanket, leaving herself in only a small strappy nightdress. Because of her tossing and turning, the hem of the nightgown had unwittingly risen to her waist, revealing a stretch of her fair and firm midriff, along with her gray underpants…
Unconsciously, Bo Yan’s gaze drifted away, and his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
But he couldn’t help looking back again, his gaze returning to the person in slumber.
Even if it weren’t for the incident with Wu Di, he probably would not have attended that dinner. Although he didn’t know what Taormina meant to Xia Siyu, he had a vague feeling that their journey to Sicily wasn’t going to end that simply.
Just like his surname suggested, if he had to define himself, he felt he was indeed a person of shallow affection. Having lost his parents early on, he grew up under his grandparents’ care. His grandfather was strict and often too busy to pay attention to him. Although his grandmother doted on him, he was aware that such affection could never replace the love of parents.
Moreover, he wasn’t his grandparents’ only grandson. During the holidays, much attention had to be shared with his elder cousin, Bo Yi.
Everything in the Bo Family revolved around his uncle’s family, and as they grew up, it was naturally the cousin who joined the company. Even Xia Sicai, who had shown preference for him initially, eventually read the situation and married Bo Yi.
Bo Yi asked him if he resented anything. In truth, he had no hard feelings, especially regarding matters of marriage..