Chapter 182: Sweet kiss (4)

When they were full, they rested for a while before opening the door and going

out.

It’s already nine o’clock in the evening, and I will stay in this small town

for one night at night. I will meet up with five other people tomorrow

morning. Xia Siyu has no complaints about the arrangement of the show team

throughout the whole process, as if he has no interest in this town at all. .

But because of this, it is suspicious.

Xia Siyu is crazy by herself. If no one else plays with her, she can play with

herself. The words low-key, calm, patience, and submissive have never appeared

in her dictionary. Therefore, her behavior at this time is more problematic.

So he offered to take the initiative: "Supper is too supportive and a bit

greasy. Can I go for a walk? I want to digest."

The reason he said was valid and there was nothing to refute. The director

team nodded.

Bo Yan also looked at Xia Siyu solemnly: "I am not familiar with this place,

you will lead the way and follow you."

Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, but did not object to his proposal, and

nodded quickly.

It was late at night, a full moon hung in the sky, Xia Siyu was in front, Bo

Yan followed, neither of them spoke, and walked through the town.

Taormina is a mountain city, surrounded by mountains and the sea, with a vast

sea on one side and a magnificent volcano on the other. With a long history,

it was once a colony of ancient Greece and was later occupied by the Roman

Empire. On the road are rows of palm trees and citrus fruit trees, and flowers

are planted on the balconies of medieval houses.

Compared to Palermo and Syracuse, there are not too many magnificent buildings

here, but they are laid back and relaxed, and time seems to be a bit slower

here.

Xia Siyu did not go to the beach, but walked up in circles. There is a castle

on Tauro Mountain here, climb up on the terrace, you can see the view of the

whole town. Bo Yan knew that she went up deliberately. For the schedule of the

show, she could not go to the Chinese district or go to the place where she

once lived. But she still wanted to use this method to be far apart from the

past.

But halfway through, the two photographers I followed said apologetically:

"The camera is dead." The other one also shook his head: "The memory card is

full."

The main reason is that they didn't expect that Xia Siyu and Bo Yan would come

out for a stroll in the evening. They didn't bring all the equipment, and the

program team didn't prepare. Xia Siyu finally came here, and she didn't want

to give up. But she hadn't spoken yet, she said, "It's okay, you go back

first, we'll be back as soon as we walk, it won't be a waste of time. She can

speak Italian, I can speak English, and she has mobile navigation, so I can't

lose it."

The cameras looked at each other and nodded and left.

So on the quiet mountain road, only two of them were there.

The mountain of more than three hundred meters is not too high, so I climbed

it very quickly. Sure enough, Bo Yan noticed that she had been standing on the

terrace looking towards the Chinese district.

Seeing the director calling them all the time, the two reluctantly walked

down. When passing through the small town, after a corner, several teenagers

stepped on roller skating and brushed the street. The speed was too fast, and

they were about to hit him.

"Be careful." Bo Yan grabbed Xia Siyu's arm and pulled her to his side.

Several teenagers passed by them in order, making a screaming noise, and

quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Bo Yan was relieved and suddenly found Xia Siyu in his arms.