Bo Yan put the fruit in his mouth and chewed it, it was sour and sweet, and glanced at Xia Siyu again. I don't know why, maybe it's looking at her eyes at this time, there is nostalgia, beauty, disgust, and even hatred.

Xia Siyu, a paramecium-like single-celled organism, would show such eyes, and she didn't have to think about it, it was related to her family. Xia Siyu has been fighting with him for too long recently, and all kinds of national scoldings come as soon as he opens his mouth, and even he almost forgot that this thing grew up in Sicily when he was a child.

Christmas came to our country as a festival for merchants to promote and young people to join in the fun, but it is different in the West.

Such a festival must be a family reunion, and it is definitely a joy.

Because she had mentioned her mother before, Bo Yan put down her socks this time and asked seriously, "Do you miss your mother?"

Xia Siyu glanced back at him, there was still a slight hint of vigilance in her eyes, but soon this vigilance disappeared in an instant, and she who was originally dancing with her teeth and claws, looked a bit like a little girl who had lost her way at this time, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

It was so close that Bo Yan could clearly hear a nasal voice in her voice, a bit like a whimper.

Although Xia Siyu had mentioned her mother's affairs to him, some of the wounds were too deep, only revealing a superficial ugly scab, and he didn't dare to touch the bottom, nor did he ask easily.

He thought about it, he still had to fight poison with poison, Xia Siyu was a foodie, taking her to eat a good meal might relieve her pain.

Bo Yan said, "Why don't we go get something to eat?"

Xia Siyu turned around, she still had the heart to smile: "Didn't you just say that you can't eat supper at night?"

She has long been accustomed to burying her deepest emotions in her heart, and there is only vigorous and resolute laughter and scolding outside. Therefore, he was quick to respond to his words.

Bo Yan was slapped in the face, and he also looked calm: "But I didn't eat at night." - Why don't you go out for hot pot? Or is it Western? After all, it's Christmas. There should be quite a few restaurants open now, and you should be able to find Christmas sets of roast turkey and roast chicken. If you don't want to, how about going for a drink, drinking less, just beer. Don't worry, just drink it, I'll take care of bringing you back. ”

Xia Siyu changed her usual foodie nature, she thought about it and shook her head: "No." ”

Just as children look forward to the New Year, she did look forward to Christmas when she was a child, and in addition to gifts and meals, what she looked forward to most was the day when their family was reunited. But the so-called "family reunion" is a mirror flower, she has already pierced this fairy tale, and naturally she doesn't want to experience it again.

"Or go back to the hotel, order a takeout, it's cold outside. ”

She was filming in Jiangnan, and the temperature at this time was hovering around zero. But the south is wet and cold, and although there is no rain or snow, the weather is gloomy in winter, and the sun is rarely seen.

Bo Yan naturally won't deliberately poke her scars, nor will she force her to say it and change it. She didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't get to the bottom of it and leave each other a free space, she said that she went back to the hotel to eat takeout, and he immediately nodded and called a taxi.

Before leaving, Xia Siyu also cleverly took out his changed clothes from the locker of a nearby supermarket. Then find a bathroom, change your clothes back, and dress like Wei Jingjing.