Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me: Chapter 391 I want to have a home (2)

"You wait here, I'll be right back."

After Bo Yan finished speaking, he pushed open the door and went out. Xia Siyu also wandered around the room.

Although this house is a small bungalow, it is very clean. The little boy's toys are nothing more than pistols, aircraft models, car models, Transformers and other toys, and she is not very interested.

But as she walked, she saw what looked like a yellowed book.

Bo Yan is such a big man, he originally likes to write a diary? Xia Siyu was a little curious and turned to see that Bo Yan was not there. Although it's not very good to look at people's privacy, but he has bullied her, so it shouldn't matter if she glances at her quietly? She couldn't remember anyway.

So she pulled out the book, which was well packaged, using kraft paper as the book cover, apparently carefully protected. A few words were written crookedly on it: "My parents and I."

Is it about his parents? Xia Siyu only knew that Bo Yan's parents died when he was a child, and he lived with his grandparents when he was very young. It is hard to avoid being looked down upon by others, so he does not have a good relationship with his family.

Then... just take a look, I promise not to read the contents of his diary, just look at the title!

Xia Siyu opened the page, only to find that this is not a diary, this is a photo album.

Looks like he did when he was in elementary school. A young couple, the man is elegant and tall, the woman is gentle and friendly, and there is a six or seven-year-old child in the middle, and the smiling eyes are narrowed. The background seems to be a school.

The font below is very elegant: "A Yan went to elementary school for a group photo."

This word is probably written by his mother.

Xia Siyu glanced at his parents. In fact, Bo Yan was very funny, and he just learned the strengths of his parents. Dad is tall, but his eyes have inherited the slender eyes of the Bo family. And mother's eyes are big, typical

Peach eyes. Bo Yan's eyes followed his mother's. The three members of the family have very straight noses, but their lips are not like my mother's cherry mouth, which is similar to my father's.

It's a photo album, not a diary, which is slightly better.

Xia Siyu turned back, "Ayan's sports meeting, long-distance running champion!"

The exclamation mark is also used, obviously the parents are very proud of their son's grades. Bo Yan was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, and his clothes and pants were covered with dirt, and he held the first-place medal—a little red flower in his hand. It's completely different from this stern and unsmiling guy now, and he smiles extraordinarily happily.

There is also a father and son who play football together. Bo Yan stepped on the ball. Dad was also wearing a sportswear. Below it is written "In-person football game".

Obviously, Mom was the one who pressed the shutter and made them compare to "eggplant".

And then, I started wearing winter clothes and started building a snowman. Bo Yan was wearing a thick down jacket, wrapped like a doll, with a smear of dust on his nose, as if his parents were cooking a barbecue dinner together, and he was making trouble beside him.

Looking at the scenery outside, it seems like a night scene in Europe and the United States.

Further on...

Xia Siyu was about to turn to the next page, when Bo Yan walked behind her, stretched out his arms from behind her, and gently closed the album: "Do you want to see it?"

A man's voice sounded above her head. Xia Siyu turned back, and sure enough, Bo Yan had come back.