Wen Xian looked at the news, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched faintly: "......"

Somehow, through those words, I inexplicably felt that Lu Xiao seemed to be in a bad mood...?

......

Late at night, the sound of rain knocking on the glass, the whole city is under the rain curtain, and the shadows are abundant.

However, when Wen Xian was in the bathtub in the mansion, soaking in a hot bath.

She would never have imagined that-

At night, a man stood by the plane tree outside the community, under a bus shelter, across a narrow street, looking at the towering residential area.

She lives in one of the mansions.

It is the security room at the entrance of the community right now.

The security guard frequently stared at the man in the bus booth not far away.

Just looked at the man under the bus shelter, with a flickering cigarette between his fingers, and kept looking at the towering mansion.

Through the dripping rain, this man's figure revealed a bit of indescribable loneliness and coolness.

The security guard shook his head slightly, "This is the gap, some people live in a mansion of several hundred square meters and look at the Bund in Shanghai, and some people can only be homeless and stand under the bus shelter to avoid the rain." ”

The homeless man opposite him lowered his head and smoked silently for a while, the brim of his black sweatshirt covering the complexity of his eyes.

At this time, his mobile phone seemed to vibrate again, and he looked down to see that the content she sent was:

[I'm here in Shanghai, it's raining in Shanghai, it's beautiful, it's like the whole world is quiet, what about you? ］

Lu Xiao stood under the bus shelter, and the wet rain vapor began to erode him little by little from the soles of his feet.

A gust of wind blew, and the drizzle was carried by the wind and slapped coldly on his body.

He looked at the towering dwelling, at the bright, soft light.

When he lowered his head again, he replied with a few words: "Starry sky, sunny day." ”

He is unremarkable, a speck of dust in the bustling world, and no one will notice him, just as she will never know that he has come to Shanghai.

She was downstairs at this time, looking at the lamp.

......

When Lu Xiao left again, he caught a glimpse of some paparazzi in the van near the community and retracted his gaze.

There's not much he can do, so he can't show up like this and cause her trouble.

It's just that when he got into a taxi, he remembered the message she sent earlier.

He frowned slightly, opened the mobile phone store, typed in the word Weibo, and started downloading.

Although it was night, the entertainment public would never let go of such a big news as the goddess.

Especially about the relationship status.

After opening Weibo, he didn't need to search for it at all, and the first one rushed to the hot search, showing that the boiling Weibo was from her, Wen Xian.

Lu Xiao looked at the Weibo she posted, and his heart suddenly shook slightly.

“......”

**

The next day, in the evening.

A western restaurant on the Bund in Shanghai.

The elegant western dining room is dimly lit, a candle is lit on the table, and a delicate red rose is inserted in a porcelain-white thin-necked bottle.

From this angle, you can see the beautiful night view of the Bund in Shanghai.

The waiter went to help Huo Qi park the car, and he drove a riotous Ferrari today.

Huo Qi saw a tall man standing at the door of the Western restaurant, went up and patted him on the shoulder:

"Brother, this ex-boyfriend has never been married and still has an old love for my girlfriend, but it's all up to you, dare to do something to my girlfriend, help me cut him, cut him hard!"

The man was silent for a moment, and then coldly popped out a few words: "You don't need to say this." ”

Huo Qi: "......?"