As soon as Bo Yan got off the bus, he saw a tall foreign man holding Xia Siyu. They looked very close, talking and laughing. And then they get close, like they're going to kiss!

He still had an orange in his hand, but he didn't hold it steady, and it rolled all over the ground. Wang zisu just got out of the car and saw the scene. He rushed at the speed of 100 meters: "sister Siyu!"

Take a closer look, Xia Siyu and the foreign man are kissing face to face, that is, holding together, cheek close to each other. This is a normal foreign social etiquette, especially in Italy, which is famous for its romance.

After the oranges rolled down, the staff nearby helped to pick them up one by one. Bo Yan lowered his head and looked at a big and round orange at his feet. He gently kicked the tip of his foot, and the orange rolled down, just to Xia Siyu's feet, and touched it gently.

Xia Siyu saw the orange first, and then saw the thin words standing in the distance along the orange. He was a little confused.

Then there was Wang zisu, who took two steps and started to show off: "I've succeeded in climbing!"

"Great." Xia Siyu rubbed his hair with a smile.

Then Bo Yan opened his mouth lightly and raised the rotten plastic bag to prove: "the bag is rotten." Then he walked slowly, glancing at the truck beside the foreign man. Although he didn't know Italian, he still knew the animal signs on the truck. He was supposed to be a truck driver.

"Are you the delivery boss?" He can't speak Italian, but English is all right, and most young people in Europe can speak English.

Sure enough, when he opened his mouth, the foreign man nodded with a smile and replied in English, "yes."

Bo Yan didn't say anything, just eyes, still fell on the arm he and Xia Siyu hugged, and then stretched out his hand, is to shake hands with him means: "Hello, my name is Yan, nice to meet you."

The foreign man also took off his arm and shook hands with him: "Hello, my name is Pietro. And Charlotte's friend. "

Charlotte is the English name of Xia Siyu.

**

when Xia Siyu went to buy vegetables today, he had already entrusted the stall owner to order chicken feet and wrote the address to him, which was delivered by the local farm owner himself.

Who knows it's Pietro.

Because of an acquaintance, the program really invited him in for a cup of green tea. He laughingly introduced himself to everyone. He said that he was born in Sicily and grew up in Sicily. The farthest place in his life was that he graduated from high school and went to Rome with several classmates. When he grew up, he inherited his father's farm in Sicily. He said with pride that most of the chickens and ducks in the market here came from his farm.

Several guests were surprised. Wang zisu also asked, "how do you know sister Siyu? Is it because she came to shoot magazines?"

Pietro shook his head. "No, she's my neighbor, but she moved away a long time ago."

Neighbor!

This time, not only the guests, but also the program group and the audience were shocked. Wang zisu asked, "didn't you say that you have been in Italy all the time and have never been abroad?"

Pietro nodded: "yes."

That is to say, did shasiyu really live in Italy?

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