I'm not Qianhe, I'm Xia He! She felt a little difficult to breathe, her chest was entangled in something, she wanted to shout loudly, but she couldn't say a word with her mouth open.

"It's not...... I'm not!" Natsuwa turned around and saw that the window was closed tightly for some time.

She wanted to take a step, but as soon as she lifted her foot, she found that a layer of ice suddenly formed on the ground, and the cold feeling immediately slowly climbed up along her foot, gradually freezing her legs, and she watched the world slowly blur.

"Grandma won't lose!" Xia He struggled hard, smashed the ice on the ground, stepped out of a bloody path, dragged his heavy body to the window, and then pushed hard.

A breath of cold air poured into his mouth, and Xia and a spirit opened their eyes suddenly.

Fortunately, it was a dream, she was not frozen, and her legs were not wasted, but her feet were numb after sitting for a long time.

Xia He felt that her head was a little dizzy, she raised her legs without the slightest strength, but she couldn't move her steps.

Forget it, Xia He thought a little indifferently.

She changed her posture and gently kneaded the numb leg with her hand, and after a rain, the summer evening was a little cooler, which made people feel much more refreshed.

Just when Xia He was about to make a bucket of instant noodles for dinner, the mobile phone that had been quiet suddenly rang, which scared Xia He.

glanced at the real number, it was Fang Zeyu.

"What's wrong?" Xia He picked up the phone, and Xia He was a little excited, although she didn't realize it herself.

"Are you at home?" Fang Zeyu didn't answer her, and asked his own question first.

Xia He was a little confused, but she still obediently told him that she was at home, and quickly found clothes to change into.

"At home, then why don't you turn on the lights?" Fang Zeyu threw out another question.

"Huh?" Xia He didn't react for a while, what did he mean?

"You won't be ......" Xia He didn't have time to put on his clothes, so he hurriedly ran to the window, opened the curtains and looked down.

Fang Zeyu was in his trouser pocket with one hand, and the mobile phone in the other, as if he guessed from her movements that she ran to the bedside, so when Xia He leaned over and looked down, Fang Zeyu just looked up and looked at her.

"Why are you here?" Upstairs and downstairs, Xia He's voice on the phone softened.

"Are you going to play?" Fang Zeyu seemed to be smiling, but because the environment was a little dim, Xia He couldn't see his expression clearly.

"You wait two minutes! I'll go down right away. Xia He turned back, changed his clothes in three or two, dried his hair, and then grabbed a backpack and went out.

When he went downstairs, because he was nervous, Xia He knocked two or three times, and there must have been a few bruises on his body. She didn't know why she was nervous, or maybe she wasn't nervous, she just didn't have to be alone, she just seemed a little happy.

"Young Master, why are you here?" Xia He wanted to hug Fang Zeyu the moment she rushed out, but she stopped the car, stood in front of him, raised her head and looked at him with a bright smile.

Fang Zeyu raised his hand and put it on her head and patted it gently: "Come to play with you, don't you give it?"

Xia He didn't know what trick he was playing, but he didn't ask much, he looked at him with a smile, she would be very interested in playing something, but it was a pity that she was not as familiar with this area as Fang Zeyu, so everything had to be led by him.