Chapter 587: Chapter 586: Peaceful (6)
Xia Siyu was not like Bo Yan; when her phone rang, she didn’t just lie there but pushed him away immediately and fumbled on the nightstand for her phone.
She had to answer the call, and Bo Yan couldn’t stop her; he watched as she went to pick up her phone.
When Xia Siyu saw it, damn, it was the bank calling her, probably with some investment or financial product promotion again. Xia Siyu hung up the call, but she still opened WeChat to see if there were any messages left for her.
While Xia Siyu was dealing with her phone, Bo Yan naturally checked his own calls. Just as he thought, it was Director Sun calling about a prop. Bo Yan had spoken to him and even left a message, “I have something going on today, heading into the city. I probably won’t be able to meet until after filming starts tomorrow.”
Director Sun didn’t mind; after all, Bo Yan was a star with a busy schedule, and it was already great that he had stayed in the Northwest for the early part of the shoot.
After greeting Director Sun, Bo Yan contacted Song Fengzhi. He had sneaked back to Yancheng alone. Besides his phone and ID, he had hardly brought anything else. He would be returning tomorrow, just in time for the start of filming, with no time to visit the small mountain village; he had to go directly to the film studio. He would have to change into his costume, possibly encountering media and fans in the process.
Therefore, Song Fengzhi needed to pick him up from the airport in advance and have everything ready in the car. He also had to avoid being recognized with Xia Siyu.
After giving all the instructions, Xia Siyu too had finished replying to her messages. Nothing important was going on for her at that time; Wei Jingjing wouldn’t come looking for her this early, knowing she loved to sleep. She usually notified her to come pick her up at eleven, with the call coming at around ten-thirty.
But after the interruption, the atmosphere between the two had dissipated, and even though they both put down their phones and looked at each other at the same time, Bo Yan didn’t continue.
After a while, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu both laughed again. Xia Siyu’s smile held a hint of distaste as she said, “You better hurry up and put your pants on!”
“Do you have the nerve to say that? It was you who pulled them down,” Bo Yan wanted to tease her, but Xia Siyu had already jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom like a wisp of smoke.
Bo Yan followed her to the bathroom; fortunately, the house had two bathrooms. He let the water run, then returned to Xia Siyu’s bedroom. Even though his own room also had a vanity, he still wanted to squeeze in and brush his teeth and wash his face with her.
There’s an old saying; loving him means having the courage to brush your teeth with him. On one hand, brushing teeth together is proof of closeness between two people. On the other hand, the grimacing that comes with tooth brushing isn’t attractive, and being comfortable showing the least perfect side of oneself to the other person is the true face of love.
However, Xia Siyu wouldn’t think there was anything imperfect about herself; she smugly felt she looked quite beautiful, even while sitting on the toilet. But brushing teeth together, with him being taller and her shorter, performing identical actions and postures, looking at his reflection and him looking at hers in the mirror, that sensation wasn’t about a sudden throb of the heart but was more about a gentle, continuous flow.
After they both gurgled to rinse after brushing, they reached for towels to wash their faces. Through the gap in her towel, Xia Siyu watched him in the mirror, still looking at her.
Xia Siyu got annoyed; “What are you looking at me for?”
Bo Yan laughed; “Why, can’t I look at your face?”
“No, you can’t.” After saying that, Xia Siyu played with the faucet on purpose, splashing water onto him, soaking Bo Yan completely.