Chapter 696: Chapter 693: The Immortal’s Trick (5)
Is this a date? This is a date!
Xia Siyu immediately nodded excitedly. The last time they went shopping together was in the Northwest—both in disguise. Back then, she hadn’t fallen for Bo Yan yet; she just had a slight crush.
But now, things were different. He was her FWB, her husband, and also her boyfriend. Although they were married, their dynamic was more like a couple than a typical married couple.
They had dated before, but they were both so busy with their studies that they didn’t spend much quality time together. Now, she had fallen for him again, but they hadn’t been together long before being separated by distance.
Furthermore, things were different from the past. Back then, their young passion was all about looks. Now, her renewed affection considered both of their backgrounds, interests, hobbies, goals—all their life experiences mixed together. And she was still moved. This love was much stronger than the infatuation of her teenage years.
But precisely because they had fallen for each other, and they had to be apart for work, they cherished the time they had now even more.
Yep, and it was all sneaky sneaky, wearing masks and wandering the streets with faces hidden—it really felt like high school students dating behind their parents’ backs.
Xia Siyu walked happily, holding his hand. Bo Yan’s fingers were long; he had learned to play the piano before, and his palms were warm, with intertwining lines on his palm. They navigated through the streets, with residential areas on both sides of the alley, low-rise buildings, neighbors riding bicycles, walking, children wearing red scarves and school uniforms, chasing each other, the smell of someone cooking wafting throughout the street.
Luckily, it was already dusk, and they were wearing masks and glasses, dressed in loose-fitting athletic wear, so they weren’t recognized.
They hadn’t walked far when a breeze picked up, and Xia Siyu, who hadn’t worn a hat, felt a little cold. Bo Yan saw this and paused, “Wait a second.”
Xia Siyu nodded, and he went to a nearby shop, casually picking out a hat similar to his own but thicker and put it on her when he came out. The hat effectively blocked the cold air from her head, instantly warming her up.
Bo Yan then continued leading her by the hand, and after a short walk, they found a skewer restaurant. The place was a true hole-in-the-wall, with only a few “Chenji BBQ” signs hanging above; unassuming from the outside, but buzzing with activity inside.
“I know you’ve been eating healthy lately, but it’s okay to indulge once in a while.” They arrived early and there were still empty seats. Bo Yan pulled her inside and found them a relatively clean spot to sit down.
Xia Siyu didn’t seem averse at all—in fact, she was curious. After she came back to China, she was in her second year of high school, her mother was strict, and she rarely had the chance to go out to eat, let alone at a hole-in-the-wall . Then, after less than two years in university, she entered the entertainment industry, making it even less likely to encounter such grassroots gastronomy.
The stools here were plastic, the tables folding ones, and the white walls were somewhat yellowed and blackened by the smoke of barbecues—at least it was comparatively clean. At the nearby table, people were loudly cheering and drinking beer, creating a lively atmosphere.
Wave after wave of delicious scents hit her, and Xia Siyu, having eaten “grass” for days, instantly had her mouth watering.
Once the menu arrived, Bo Yan ordered a few items, then let Xia Siyu pick some for herself. Everything looked delicious to her and she wanted to try it all. After ordering, she was curious, “How did you know about this place?”