Chapter 619: Chapter 616: A Second Bloom (6)
Bo Yan actually couldn’t quite remember what exactly he did wrong, but since his wife mentioned it, he hesitated for a moment, “If I mess up again, you’ll just… keep educating me?”
Xia Siyu was never one to dwell on things, and the moment Bo Yan apologized, she actually felt her anger dissipate. Now, her stern attitude was just to tease him.
She knew that Bo Yan’s words were not without cause; she hadn’t given him face, and he was simply responding in kind.
It was a matter of face; you give me face, I give you face. You respect me, and I respect you. They were not a loving couple but rather together because it seemed suitable for the time being, so of course, they should emphasize equality. It was okay to be a bit temperamental, but just a little show of it was enough. Being stubborn and argumentative wasn’t in her nature.
However, putting on an act to a slight degree was still acceptable.
She lifted her chin a little, “That will depend on how you behave.”
When Bo Yan saw the smile in her eyes, he knew she was no longer mad at him. A man will willingly cajole the woman he likes, but there must be a limit.
If a woman is indulged unreasonably, it might be novel at first, but as time goes by, no one can tolerate such eternally submissive behavior.
No one is obligated to be kind to someone else for a lifetime, even parents and children can have estrangements, let alone spouses and lovers. Love may just be a momentarily caught cold, and marriage is, frankly, a relationship. The quality of that relationship has to be worked out.
In this regard, Xia Siyu was truly a treasure. She knew how to act spoiled and willful with him, but not excessively. Deep down, she was independent and wouldn’t endlessly build her self-esteem by demeaning others.
“If I don’t behave well, you must tell me.” Reflecting on the seven years they had missed, his greatest mistake was keeping everything to himself, never expressing likes or dislikes.
This was an issue with his personality. Orphaned at a young age and dependent on others, there were many things he didn’t want to tell anyone, only to let them rot inside. When he dated her back then, he continued this approach and almost lost her.
Although he wasn’t doing very well at it now, he would definitely try harder to express himself, even if the final outcome was still a disastrous defeat, at least he wouldn’t lose unclearly.
“That’s more like it.” Xia Siyu, who was rightfully akin to a simple amoeba, quickly moved on after he capitulated, her attention effortlessly shifting to the next day’s script, “We only shot that smile today. Tomorrow is the big scene, I’m afraid I might not perform it well.”
The great upheaval began with a broadcast, and after the national announcement, the onset of a major shift began. One second there was a smile, the next second, panic, change, separation. People were violently divided into two sides, and those on the left, claiming the mantle of righteousness, dragged out those they deemed “bad” and beat them one by one.
Although she had learned a lot in the Northwest recently, she still had little experience with the panic that came with such upheaval.
Bo Yan was used to her sudden leaps in thought and came to sit beside her, looking at the script with her, patiently teaching her, “You need to ’empathize.’ Think back, do you have any memories of such panic?”