The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 580: Chapter 579: Distance (5)
 

When people get busy, sometimes they neglect many things. Take Bo Yan, for example.

While she was shooting one advertisement after another, Bo Yan hadn’t been in touch for several days. Initially, the plan was for her to return after seven days, but now, three more days had passed since the seventh day, and she had brought this up with Director Sun, who naturally agreed to it. After all, production hadn’t started, and technically she had no obligation to stay in the Northwest all the time.

But when she reported to Director Sun, she didn’t ask about Bo Yan, nor did Bo Yan call her back. However, through Director Sun’s words, she could feel that they were also busy with intense preparations over there, seemingly quite arduous.

Xia Siyu knew that Bo Yan’s involvement in “Spring Light”, apart from playing the male lead, was more importantly about learning how to direct and be behind the camera.

Both of them were so busy that they had no time to care for each other, so busy that even a single phone call was a luxury.

However, that was probably for the best. If Bo Yan had clung to her during her busiest times, Xia Siyu wouldn’t have appreciated it; instead, she might have found him annoying.

Their relationship wasn’t that kind to begin with. Although they had become somewhat more dependent on each other recently, she still didn’t want to take their relationship to the next level. It seemed to her that by agreeing to date him, to become his wife in a normal sense, she would need to fulfill duties and responsibilities.

Becoming emotionally involved meant the risk of getting hurt if they eventually separated. She—didn’t have the confidence.

Yet, when the high-intensity work took its toll, she did feel a bit worn out. Shooting advertisements wasn’t hard, but the traveling took its toll, as did the quiet when she returned to Qingcheng Apartment alone after all the commuting.

Xia Siyu never used to feel lonely when she lived by herself.

But these days, she had grown accustomed to having Bo Yan by her side. Whether it was arguing, hugging, or matching wits, she didn’t have to come home to a pitch-dark house every day. Even when he was quietly present without uttering a word, at least he was there, breathing.

And then there was tomorrow. Tomorrow would be the last advertisement. Once she got through that, she could fly to the Northwest first thing the next morning.

Actually, Xia Siyu had never been so eager to start a film project before. Filming was work, and so was shooting ads; moreover, ads were quicker to make money and more relaxed. Stars didn’t mind wearing a few more endorsements.

But this time, she didn’t know why, she just wanted to leave Yancheng sooner and start filming.

Today, when the shooting of the advertisement finished, Xia Siyu’s smiling face in front of the camera cooled down in an instant.

Qin Baizhou also came today and clearly noticed her somewhat gloomy expression. Knowing that Xia Siyu was working hard, he wanted to make amends, “Everyone’s worked hard today. I’m hosting, let’s go relax and have a drink.”

Usually, at this time, Xia Siyu would enthusiastically agree with both hands. But today, she shook her head directly, “No, thanks. I have to get up early tomorrow, and I want to rest.”

Wei Jingjing already had a “sure” ready on the tip of her tongue but had to hold back at this point. The group looked at each other in dismay, and Xia Siyu added, “You guys go ahead, don’t worry about me.”

If the star herself wasn’t going, the rest of them, mere buy-one-get-one-free add-ons, naturally went home to rest.

All along the way, Xia Siyu leaned against the car window for a bit of rest. When they arrived, she got out of the car, her eyes full of fatigue.@@novelbin@@

Qin Baizhou said, “You get some good rest.”

Xia Siyu nodded, not even having the strength to say “good night,” and turned straight to press the elevator button.

But as soon as she got home, she noticed something was wrong—the lights were on in her apartment!

Had she forgotten to turn them off, or—had Bo Yan come back?