But she didn't want to say, and he didn't want to ask, so the atmosphere naturally cooled down.

Although Xia Siyu is crazy personally, the only object she won't make trouble about is Bo Yan.

Two people, one has a hard time talking, the other doesn't want to speak, quietly, but has a strange and warm feeling.

Xia Siyu is too, she came to Sicily, naturally she didn't want to nest in the villa every day, she came here to visit her hometown again.

But she is unwilling to let the program team follow the filming, nor does she want to consume her mother, and she is even more unwilling to expose her privacy to the public.

I don't know how the program team is assigned now, but she came to Sicily with all her might, and she got her wish.

I have to think of a way not to visit the former residence, even if it is a glance from a distance.

"Xia Siyu, Xia Siyu?"

Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly raised his head, his head still a little unturned: "What's wrong?"

Bo Yan didn't say a word, just looked down and looked at her fingers.

Xia Siyu followed his gaze and lowered his head, and found that his fingers had just been cut into vegetables and were bleeding.

Bo Yan grabbed her injured hand, carefully observed her wound, and had a calm expression: "You are injured." ”

Xia Siyu is a person who will let the world know that she is happy when she is happy, but when she is injured, she will hide herself and don't want people to see her wounds. What's more, it's just a small scene of chopping vegetables and being cut into her hands, and the skin is just a little broken, and it's not hurting her muscles and bones, so she didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Oh, little things. ”

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Bo Yan held it tighter. Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, Bo Yan took her hand and took two steps forward, and walked directly under the faucet. Forcefully squeezing out the bruises near the wound, ten fingers connected to the heart, although Xia Siyu felt a little sluggish at first, but after the backlog of force, there would still be a burning and stinging sensation. But the cool water quickly neutralized the dull pain.

After rinsing it off, Bo Yan pulled her to the sofa and sat down: "You wait here for a while." I'll go get you a medicine box. ”

Bo Yan quickly went upstairs and down again and took a small medicine box. When he goes out, especially when he goes abroad, he is still used to bringing a little portable medicine, and it is convenient to have a headache and brain fever. Xia Siyu still didn't care: "Give me an OK bandage, I'll just post it myself." ”

Bo Yan's expression was serious and he frowned: "Either you leave it to me, or I call the doctor, or you go to the hospital." Three options, you choose. ”

Xia Siyu didn't want to choose any of them, but in comparison, it was better to be the first one. She handed her paw to Bo Yan.

Bo Yan opened the medicine box, first looked at the wound carefully, disinfected it with an alcohol swab, and then picked out a band-aid, cut out the appropriate length with scissors, and wound her in circles. He lowered his head, the bangs on his forehead drooping, swaying gently with his movements. His eyelashes are dense and long from this angle, his nose is straight, and his lips are soft and full......

Also, if he didn't have this appearance, the old lady wouldn't have taken a fancy to him at the beginning.

Just thinking about it, Bo Yan over there had already bandaged her, and seemed to feel something unusual, and raised his head to look at her.

In the camera lens, in the empty living room, two people sit on the sofa, holding hands, their eyes meet.