Chapter 1600: Chapter 1591: eting and Parting (Part 2)
What on earth is this? Bo Yan was a bit at a loss; this guy’s thoughts always leap around, always full of whimsical words. When it cos to acting, it’s an extraordinary talent, but in daily life, it’s just neither here nor there.
“Are you just waiting for to die? So you can find a little wolfdog, right?” If his relationship with Xia Siyu hadn’t improved, he really wanted to spank her.
Or maybe she’s blaming him for not celebrating her birthday today? Clearly, she was the one who strongly insisted that he doesn’t stay ho or accompany her, let alone give presents.
With a serious face, Xia Siyu said, “Life is unpredictable; what if that day really cos? Even if we peacefully live our entire lives, now won’s life expectancy is generally longer than n’s; there’s still a high chance you’ll go before . No way, no way. If that day actually cos and you’re not around, it’d be so boring to be alone. It’s better if I go first; if I’m ahead, you’d surely manage it perfectly. Bury in a scenic spot, preferably with flowers around. If I go early and there’s a nice little girl to take care of you—well, by then, I’m already gone, so let’s be generous and relinquish my Xia Siyu exclusive dog tag.”
Once Xia Siyu starts talking, it’s like a flood, impossible to stop.
Bo Yan was speechless at her words: “What are you thinking every day? Is this what you’ve conjured up while we were all kicked out and you’re left alone in the office?”
Moreover, she even considered that after her departure, he might remarry. What should he say about her?
However, Xia Siyu thought carefully and resolutely shook her head: “Forget it, you should stick around. Just imagine if you marry a young, pretty girl, after three or five years you won’t even rember . Also, the young girl might write a moir depicting as a villain. By that ti, I’d be gone and couldn’t jump out to confront her; just the thought of it makes angry.”
Well, there goes the original setup, and in the end, damn possessiveness wins. It’s just so Xia Siyu.
Bo Yan stopped in his tracks: “Couldn’t you think of sothing nicer about ? We’re still young, you’re not even thirty, and you’re already pondering life and death.” And she’s already arranged the posthumous life. Damn, wasted all that affection on her. Who’s the one helping her fend off Wei Jingjing so she can eat delicious food? Who reads her books, scratches her itches, massaging her, and scrubs her back? And on this rainy night, he’s still here to pick her up. Don’t tell him about so artistic, fresh romantic mont, trying to experience the feeling of a rainy night. Given the ti, he’d rather read a few more books.
Xia Siyu shook her head, then nodded: “I’m confessing to you here. You’re so good to , just like my mom is. I can’t bear to leave you for even one day.”
Bo Yan froze in place, not moving.
A surprise confession; he was a bit taken aback, but after collecting his thoughts, he felt both touched and amused.
Moreover, what’s with this confession, mixed with life and death, even comparing him to her mother.
He understood that in Xia Siyu’s heart, no one could surpass the position of her mother. Apart from her mom, he ranked second. So other people’s praise or insults an little to her because they don’t affect her, nor does she take them to heart.
In his mory, Xia Siyu was the one who flirted first; it was her who first asked for his number, her who confessed, her taking the initiative in kissing, even the first ti was started by her. Their relationship back then was just her casually flirting during college, no different in essence from a man flirting with a beauty. When the feeling faded, she let go without caring much. Even after marriage, reaching her heart took a long ti.
Later, even after they got together, when Xia Siyu was happy, she’d call out, “Bo Yan, I really like you, how did you get so handso?” When angry, she’d scold, “Bo Yan, you big idiot,” but you could sense her “like” carried a bit of romantic sentint, yet it never went too deep, maybe just a notch deeper than her love for pets like cats and dogs.
But now, she finally seed to fully understand and has evolved from re liking to deep love.
To love soone deeply ans wanting to be together every single second, never wanting to part. If death cos, they hope to die on the sa day, month, and year, or carry on living with the longing for the loved one.
Only, this confession of hers really makes people chuckle. If not for that pretty face of hers, those words would have been a negative score, ouch!
He tapped her forehead with a finger: “Suffered due to a lack of culture, huh? This is called ‘Dead or alive, we shall be together, promise to be with you.’ If the relationship is strong, the natural thought is to stay together, apart only by death. Is that what you’re saying?”
Xia Siyu nodded, then shook her head, her expression sowhat troubled: “I once swore, apart from mom, I’m to love myself the most in this world. Though I’m no center of the universe, I can at least be the center of myself. My eyes are only for what I like, what I want, not bound by anyone. So why do you treat so well? If you were a bit aner, I might not like you as much.”
So it’s still his fault in the end? Bo Yan found it amusing yet speechless, but after the laugh, a flood of emotions surged in his heart—warmth, mutual support over ti, and unchanged, was the thrill of first eting her.
He smiled: “Can’t help it, what else can I do? You’ve already boarded my pirate ship now. Life is indeed brief, sotis unpredictable to what might happen next.”
Just like him, he vividly rembers the day his parents passed. That morning, he ate egg custard; his parents smiled and greeted him before leaving, he even asked for Zhang’s BBQ buns, and his mom promised to buy them.
But then,
“No choice, I just really like you. Want to bring delicious food to you, want to see more of your smiling face, and moreover, want to be here with you on such a rainy night.”
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