The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 475: Chapter 474 Archives (4)
 

It is widely known that Xia Siyu dropped out of college in her sophomore year and had never even made a PowerPoint presentation. In the years following her dropout, except for checking Weibo to see who cursed at her, she hardly ever used a computer. Now with a smartphone, she hardly ever plays on the PC.

Facing the huge list of search entries, she was a bit baffled.

She didn’t know what to search for, what books to search for, and then how to read them.

She tried entering the system, but she still didn’t know what books to search for; even if she could search, she was somewhat clueless.

Bo Yan quickly found the entries he wanted to read, took out his notebook, and wrote them down. Turning around and seeing Xia Siyu still looking confused in front of the computer, he sighed, walked over, came up behind her, and gently placed his head next to her ear. His hand covered hers that was holding the mouse, helping her search, “Here.”

At this moment, he was just pressing his chest against her back, lowering his head, with one hand holding her hand to operate the mouse and the other slender, well-defined hand leaping across the keyboard.

Xia Siyu had been intimate with him too many times; their current kissing and doing things no longer made her feel embarrassed or nervous. But it was precisely this kind of bold proximity in a public area that gave her a sense of closeness beyond awkwardness.

This was an archive, there was nobody else around, but it was also a public space.

She turned slightly, and Bo Yan, focused, was reliable when he wasn’t messing with her, serious about his work. Sure enough, he quickly found the project and softly said, “Done.”

Xia Siyu nodded, took a look, and tried to memorize it with her brain. Bo Yan asked her, “Did you bring a pen?”

Xia Siyu naturally shook her head, “I grew a brain, I have memory!”

Bo Yan sighed, wrote it down for her, and tore off the page to give to her, “Here.”

Xia Siyu took the entry, but still felt as if he was making fun of her intelligence, and a bit annoyed, she tapped her shoes walking towards the bookshelves.

Finding a book in the archive was much the same as in a library. She took the entry, first found the major category, then searched one row after another by alphabetical order. After much effort, she found the book she wanted, but on looking up, it was on the very top shelf.

Xia Siyu tiptoed. Unfortunately, she didn’t wear high heels since she came to read books today. With a height of 168 cm, this was the first time she felt it was not enough; if she was just a few centimeters taller, she could have reached the pages. But unfortunately, there were no stools or footstools nearby; with her height, it was hard to reach the topmost books.

She hesitated for a moment, if worst came to worst, she could just take off her shoes and try stepping on the lower shelf.

At this time, Bo Yan had already found all the books he wanted and turned back to see Xia Siyu tiptoeing, struggling to find the book.

Bo Yan didn’t need any hesitation and came straight up: “I’ll get it for you.”

Xia Siyu turned to look at him and didn’t object.

So Bo Yan put his own books aside and went behind her to help her find books. He was behind, and she was in front, his tall stature enveloped her completely.

Though he wasn’t hugging her, he was pressed against her back, arms raised, nearly encasing her entire being. In front of her was the bookshelf, and behind her was him. He blocked the diagonal rays of light from behind, as if she was shrouded entirely by him.

The man’s voice was deep and mellow, like a cup of wine, “Is this the one?”

She turned her head and her gaze met Bo Yan’s.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om