Bo Yan said nothing, placing a hand on Xia Siyu’s shoulder: "Person in charge, let’s go and brush our teeth again together. I’ll pass, but later when we’re outside, if Wei Jingjing slls it on you, she’ll hit you."
Soon, the two of them brushed their teeth, tidied up the room, and checked out. Bo Yan found a nice restaurant nearby and booked a private room, ordering a full table of dishes.
Since it was just him and Xia Siyu’s team, everyone knew each other, so there was no need to hide. After eating, seeing that no one was tailing them, Bo Yan squeezed into Xia Siyu’s car and went to the airport with her.
Xia Siyu hadn’t arranged for an airport pickup either, as they had even changed the flight ti. The ti they had to be together was short, and they wanted to make every second count.
However, the usually congested traffic was exceptionally smooth today, and they arrived at the airport in less than an hour. At the airport, they were not even on flights from the sa airline, so they wouldn’t be in the sa lounge even if they wanted to rest.
After going through security, they quickly t again in a secluded corner of the airport. Bo Yan said, "Be sure to stay safe and don’t overdo it. I know you need to rest well, don’t push yourself too hard, let’s maintain a better state together. I know you want to lose weight, but listen to the nutritionist as well. Don’t sneakily throw away the vitamin pills just because they taste bad, I saw you throw them away."
Xia Siyu nodded one by one, and responded: "I got it. Go with peace of mind!"
...What was that? Bo Yan was speechless.
The boarding announcent echoed through the hall, and it was ti for the two to part. Bo Yan spread his arms: "Honey, won’t you give a farewell hug?"
"I’ll hug you when your looks improve," Xia Siyu teased, pretending to be disdainful, but was pulled into his arms by Bo Yan. Bo Yan said, "I’ll miss you."
Xia Siyu let out a small "hm," then looked up, "Husband."
Bo Yan looked down at her, just as Xia Siyu lifted her face and gave him a kiss through her mask: "During the pandemic, in public, consider this your interest for coming to see this ti. Next ti, if you dare not to reply to my ssages without explanation and be late again, I..."
Bo Yan also laughed: "Alright, alright, I got it. Next ti you call , I’ll sprint over at full speed!"
Xia Siyu snorted: "That’s more like it."
After parting, one headed east, the other west, both waving goodbye as they went on their separate ways.
It’s just that neither of them expected, in the not-so-distant future, the next eting would be the start of a storm...
**
In a flash, fifteen days had passed.
After Xia Siyu returned to Yancheng, she wished she could split herself into two. Training on the motorcycle in the morning and afternoon, only to run off to practice shooting at night.
Though after riding the heavy motorcycle her body was weary and her hands trembled, she had no ti, so she had to make every second count. Additionally, Xia Siyu wanted to push her potential to its limit, so she trained with extra fervor.
She wasn’t aiming to hit the bullseye every ti, just to ensure her stance for drawing, shooting, and adapting to the recoil was absolutely correct, with steady hands for dismantling and reloading the gun. In the film, she played a big drug lord, who certainly doesn’t have the ti to calmly prepare for aiming; the more tired you are, the more you need to master the speed of changing weapons.
The sa went for riding the heavy motorcycle; besides being able to drive, one also needed wrist and core strength. During her diet, she also did exercises and even showed off her biceps to Bo Yan.
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