Bo Yan saw her wearing exercise clothes and thought she was going to continue working out. But then he saw her with a mask and hat, and he found it a bit strange.
Xia Siyu, on the other hand, reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumping up high: "No, nothing's up."
Bo Yan still found it a bit strange, or rather, Xia Siyu was strange all day today: "Are you going out?"
"I... no, I..." Xia Siyu was speaking, but then the doorbell rang again. Without thinking much, she casually pressed the button. It was an internal call from the concierge: "Resident of 4 Building, 1002, you have a package at our concierge desk. Please come and pick it up promptly."
Xia Siyu: "..." She looked at Bo Yan, and Bo Yan looked back at her, with awkwardness lingering in the air.
After a short while, it was Bo Yan who spoke: "Are there many packages? I'll go with you to help carry them."
"No, no need, no trouble for you, I'll go myself."
