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Chapter 871: 862: Date (6)

Chapter 871: Chapter 862: Date (6)

Passing by the square in front of a shopping center, Xia Siyu saw an enormous Christmas tree set up there. Actually, every large mall has one, but the area near this shopping center used to be the old embassy district, full of Western-style architecture, and adorned with warm lights. From a distance, it looked particularly like Europe.

Over the years, merchants have promoted a lot of Western festivals for sales, and young people have joined in the excitement. For example, Christmas in the West is akin to “Chinese New Year”. Indeed, there would be worshippers attending midnight mass early in the morning, but nobody would go out giving candy—that tradition is linked to another holiday, Halloween.

More often, it’s about family reunion, quite similar to “Chinese New Year’s Eve” and “the first day of Chinese New Year”. After mass, the family comes together. Some Western countries combine Christmas and New Year’s Day into one long holiday, much like the Chinese New Year vacation.

She used to live in Italy, and since her mother was not a believer, they didn’t attend church services. But when in Rome, do as the Romans do; as one of the most important holidays in the Christian World, she’d set up a Christmas tree in their home’s courtyard, hung stockings on it, and received different Christmas gifts based on her recent behavior. Every family would hang such warm yellow lights for decoration and have a big meal together.

Moreover, what Xia Siyu remembered most about Christmas or New Year’s Day from her childhood was that around this time, her father would come to celebrate with her and her mother. For traditional festivals like Chinese New Year, Xia Youbiao, the heir to the Xia Family, must stay at home for ancestral worship and to visit relatives; he couldn’t leave. But Christmas was different. Around Christmas time, the West was also on holiday, and although the end of the year was busy, he could always manage to take a day or two to join them for the “family reunion meal”. So when she was young, Xia Siyu always looked forward to Christmas.

But as she grew up, she gradually realized that Santa Claus would not come down through the chimney to stuff her stocking with gifts. She also gradually understood that her father spending Christmas with them was a compromise. He never had the courage to bring his legally married mother back to the Xia Family home. Maybe he had fought for it before, but after failing, he simply gave up the effort.

Bo Yan, seeing her glance at the big Christmas tree, thought she was envious: “Would you like us to set one up after we get back?”

He had indeed come over hastily today. Although the country has discouraged celebrating “Western holidays” in recent years, for couples, it’s not about celebrating the holiday but rather the “ritual” of the holiday, enjoying the feeling of two people being committed together.

There was neither a Christmas tree nor any gifts. This red stocking was something he casually bought by the roadside. Even though Xia Siyu is capricious, proud, and picky, she would savor a few dozen yuan worth of fruits without any complaint, not demanding any grand meal or extravagant gifts—except for the necklace around her neck.

Bo Yan watched her hold the red stocking and didn’t continue to eat the fruits inside, so he snatched the stocking away: “Even though it’s fruit, don’t eat too much tonight. You haven’t eaten anything this evening, eating more can lead to stomach acid issues. And the fructose content is high.”

He took the stocking, but Xia Siyu didn’t resist at all, letting him take it away.