He glanced up at the bickering couple, calmly typing: "They're arguing."
Honestly, it was raining heavily just now, but ever since the two of them started arguing, the rain gradually subsided.
The cameraman watched the two continue their back-and-forth. Xia Siyu's voice was loud, and she spoke in a long, rapid stream. Although Bo Yan wasn't as verbose, every word he said was resolute and firm.
The rain diminished as they argued, showing no signs of stopping. The cameraman waited a while longer before saying, "Uh, Mr. Bo, Ms. Xia."
Xia Siyu turned back fiercely, "What is it?"
The cameraman shivered slightly and finally said, "Uh, the rain has stopped."
"Oh!" Xia Siyu nodded, taking a breath. The intensity of the argument seemed to dissipate with that breath: "Let's go back."
Although the intensity had subsided, there was still a bit of a hard edge in her tone.
Bo Yan adjusted his emotions and said, "Together."
