Chapter 654: Chapter 651 Divergent Paths Converge (5)
Xia Siyu looked at him, and Bo Yan’s serious face turned a bit sorrowful in an instant, “Last time we watched the sunset together, you got your period after we got back. This time we watched the sunset, and while doing so, you got your period again. We’re like the epitome of ‘sunset red.’ From now on, we should watch the sunrise!”
Xia Siyu found it both funny and exasperating. She just said that she kept feeling like she had forgotten something earlier, and only when Bo Yan was dawdling did she realize that she had gotten her period.
Her menstrual cycle used to be very regular, about forty days or so, and this time it just happened to coincide.
Although Bo Yan was not happy about it, he still considered her health and hurriedly drove them back.
After Xia Siyu changed her clothes and took the necessary precautions, she entered the house to find that Wei Jingjing had already boiled water for her and handed her a sweet and warm cup of ginger tea. The warmth of the ginger tea mixed with brown sugar went down her stomach, warming up her entire body.
Xia Siyu, happily holding the cup, took another sip, and Wei Jingjing said, “It’s strange this time. It came so suddenly.”
“Right, I usually have such terrible pain.”
Xia Siyu had just finished speaking when she suddenly remembered that recently Bo Yan had always made her eat mutton, drink lamb soup, and take baths.
He forbade her from eating anything cold, ice cream was forbidden, and so were cold drinks.
The human body may seem tough as iron or copper, but if one doesn’t pay attention, illness can strike as suddenly as a collapsing mountain. Previously, due to filming and attending events, Xia Siyu inevitably got cold. Wei Jingjing and Qin Baizhou couldn’t always keep an eye on her, and you need to drink herbal medicine for a long time for it to be effective, which she had to stop because it was affecting her complexion, something unimaginable for an actress.
With Bo Yan around, she indeed had more discipline. He also made sure to feed her only lean meat, and after two months of filming, she hadn’t gained weight; instead, her body became firmer without looking too bulky. Bo Yan often gave her deep tissue massages, and even though sometimes they ended up rolling together, those massages genuinely relaxed her tense muscles, preventing them from growing unappealingly.
Good food, good living—sometimes, whether you’re compatible with someone can be determined by living together and sharing meals for a while.
If you can share a plate, you’re unlikely to split apart.
So you see, love may be a moment of hormones, but a lasting marriage must be built on a strong foundation of everyday life.
It was the same when it came to sleeping at night. Although Xia Siyu wasn’t experiencing pain in her stomach anymore, the bleeding still made her feel weak, but she didn’t want to sleep, so she just lay there and chatted with Bo Yan.
Although Bo Yan could be utterly ridiculous at times, he was very reliable in eighty percent of the instances. For example, right now he knew that being ridiculous wouldn’t help, so he set aside those mischievous thoughts and seriously discussed the filming with her, and about living there.
This was their last night in the courtyard, and both felt a bit reluctant to leave. The owner had treated them well, and though he was old and had his grandchildren around him, the house was still quiet most of the time. With Xia Siyu and Bo Yan living there, the place was lively, and the owner didn’t mind the noise. The grandchildren were adorable too, and even though Hope Primary School was a boarding school and they only returned once a week, every encounter was pleasant, and she liked them very much.
“You like it here,” Bo Yan said with certainty.
Of course, Xia Siyu nodded, “Hmm, don’t you like it?”
Bo Yan rubbed his cheek against her ear, “I like it.”
Who wouldn’t like a life of freedom and unconstraint? Besides, he had her by his side.