When he arrived in front of Xia Siyu's room, he stood still for a while, his expression calm to the point of indifference. The bedroom was unusually quiet, so quiet that it didn't look like someone was living there. If he hadn't seen her twisting and throwing clothes all over the floor through the crack of the door, he would have doubted whether this guy would come back tonight.
Wait, clothes are missing all over the floor? He even seemed to see her BRA and silk-printed panties through the crack of the door, hanging pitifully at the foot of the bed.
But her person was not in the bedroom.
If you are just changing into pajamas, there is no need to take off your clothes so thoroughly, even your BRA and panties are gone.
Bo Yan frowned slightly and gently pushed open the door with one hand. The lights were bright in the room. Indeed, the room was messy and clothes were scattered on the floor, but no one was in the bedroom. He stood in the doorway and looked around the room. The living room, dining room and balcony of this house open up into one large room. In addition to this bedroom, there are his study room, audio-visual lounge and guest room.
No matter how you look at it, the other rooms don't look like they are occupied. He thought for a moment, took a step into the door, and then looked at the half-hidden bathroom next to him.
There seemed to be light in the bathroom, and there was a faint sound of water.
Before Bo Yan opened the bathroom door, he really didn't have any dirty thoughts.
He drank a little wine and his head felt a little light. In his slightly confused mind, he was thinking about what he had just mentioned at the dinner about an actor's depression.
Although the position of actor seems to be very prestigious, it is also at the forefront of the limelight. If you are not careful, various details will be magnified, and people from all walks of life will come in to criticize you. Even if Bo Yan comes from a well-off family, is a university lecturer, and is impeccable in terms of knowledge, character, and acting skills, there are still sunspots, it's just a matter of how many. After all, he is not RMB, so it is impossible for everyone to like him.
Some people have strong ability to withstand pressure and think it doesn't matter. Some people are a little more fragile. They are suspected of being a gangster in their job and being a fan of their family. It is not uncommon for them to withdraw from the circle. They may suffer from depression, and it is not uncommon for them to commit suicide.
Xia Siyu has been scolded all year round. Although she seems to have developed an indestructible body, she is still a girl in her twenties. When she opened her meager post, the obscene words below were unbearable to look at, as if the greatest malice in the world was concentrated there.
Especially, this time Xia Siyu was scolded on a large scale because of herself.
just in case…
As soon as the door opened, water mist steamed in the bathroom. In the mist of water, Bo Yan saw Xia Siyu lying in the bathtub. One of her fair and slender arms was still sticking out of the bathtub, and her head was resting on the arm, leaning against the edge of the bathtub.
The whole person's appearance is like a world-famous painting "The Death of Marat".
Bo Yan's heart was slightly shaken, and he walked a few steps faster, stretched out his hand, and gently reached under the tip of her nose.
Fortunately, I am breathing.
Moreover, his breathing was steady and his demeanor was calm. The water in the bathtub was very clear, without any trace of blood or medicine.
So this guy took a bath and fell asleep, right
She reached into the water and found that the water temperature was a little low. She probably had been soaking for a little too long. But while exploring the water, Bo Yan accidentally saw a glimmer of spring light under the water...
Looking away, his eyes shifted and landed on her face, which was very close to him.
(End of chapter)