I don't know how long I have been quietly looking at the sea, and by the time Shen Xia reacts, it was almost three o'clock.

She stood up and stretched, finally planning to go back.

Who knew that at this time, dark clouds covered the full moon, and the weather changed unexpectedly.

Shen Xia walked to the beach, and it rained heavily.

"Damn??"

To be so unlucky, Shen Xia covered his head and ran wildly in the rain, not caring about how much dirt he carried on his feet during the run.

The rainstorm came so fast that it didn't even give people any chance to prepare.

Thunder roared.

Shen Xia felt that this might be her most unlucky day.

On the second day of Lianzong, Huo Zhiyang followed him when he went to the toilet, and he was forcibly fed a meal at night, and he saw Huo Zhiyang's naked body before going to bed! In the middle of the night, I went to look for the mobile phone chain, but I didn't find anything, I was bitten by a crab, and finally it rained heavily and drenched in soup.

Summary: Today's rice is extraordinarily stuffed, today's luck is extraordinarily unlucky, and today's Huo Zhiyang is extraordinarily underwhelming.

But what could she complain about?

It's all soaking wet anyway, so let's run back!

Shen Xia resigned himself to running in the rain, gradually getting closer and closer to the House of Roses.

……

Huo Zhiyang was woken up by a thunderbolt.

He was so slimy that he remembered that he had forgotten to turn on the air conditioner.

A room filled with heat.

Huo Zhiyang fumbled with the remote control of the air conditioner in the room, and finally turned on the air conditioner.

After listening to the sound of dripping, Huo Zhiyang heard the voice from his mobile phone.

This is a reminder of special attention in Weibo.

When Huo Zhiyang turned on his phone, he saw that it was already three o'clock, and he wondered for a while.

In the middle of the night, someone was scared by thunder and couldn't sleep, so he thought about posting on Weibo?

Anyway, there are all kinds of things in her Weibo content.

Share daily life, share brothers and sisters, share chicken soup for the soul, and more often even the angle of selfie is the same pose.

Huo Zhiyang has a fixed evaluation of Shen Xia's Weibo: Don't look at it, there are more bad comments.

It seems that fans' tolerance for female idols is particularly small.

Therefore, Shen Xia's Weibo also has a lot of bad comments, questioning her plastic surgery, scolding her new song for plagiarizing Su Qiao's, saying that she sings live with a bad voice......

In short, it's too unfriendly for a newcomer.

Huo Zhiyang's advice to Shen Xia was: Don't look at it! Comments!

But Shen Xia often went crazy in the middle of the night.

A few crazy pieces of literature were sent out, and the company found out that they had to apologize to the whole network, and then they were restricted from SNS, ins, Weibo and other social software.

So what everyone saw later was a coward who ran away after posting Weibo.

Even if it was airborne, she just glanced at whether anyone had scolded her recently, and then quickly went offline.

On the contrary, she spends more time using ins.

At least her overseas fans have a special love for her.

Huo Zhiyang thought about it, and could only hook his lips and chuckle, alas, his little moon is always a wild rose, full of thorns, and people who don't like her are in trouble.

Huo Zhiyang clicked on Weibo, and Shen Xia's latest news popped up.

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Huo Zhiyang clicked on the selfie with his long hair pulled away by the sea breeze, and the corners of his lips rose, tsk, I'm still quite good at taking pictures, I can take more photos of this kind in the future.

But she's so late, why is she crazy to go to the beach?

Huo Zhiyang fell into deep thought.

He immediately bounced up from the bed, and then pushed open the next room, and sure enough, the bed was empty, and Shen Xia hadn't come back yet.

The wind blew the glass with the rain, Huo Zhiyang walked to the small balcony and closed the window.

Soon, Huo Zhiyang ran out of the room briskly.

When he went downstairs, he was about to open the door, but it was at this moment that the door was pushed open.

Shen Xia stood at the door, glanced inside, and saw Huo Zhiyang, who was only wearing a coat and shorts.

She froze in place, not yet speaking.

Huo Zhiyang took a step forward and suddenly hugged Shen Xia.

In the night, Shen Xia's face made it impossible to see her expression in the thick night.

She was drenched, and even her hair was dripping.

You can see how sudden and heavy the rainstorm was.

"Huo Zhiyang??"

Shen Xia tentatively called out his name.

Huo Zhiyang didn't speak.

Facing such a hug, Shen Xia blushed and was shocked, she wanted to break free of Huo Zhiyang's embrace, but Huo Zhiyang hugged her hard, and her arms hugged her tightly.

His body was closely attached to her own body, and she even smelled the strong sandalwood fragrance on Huo Zhiyang's body.

Shen Xia struggled desperately, and her intuition told her that Huo Zhiyang was very wrong.

She struggled to push Huo Zhiyang away, then took a few steps back, "What's the matter with you?" What if I get photographed? ”

Huo Zhiyang didn't speak, and kept looking at Shen Xia.

The expression on his face is as unpredictable as the night.

Shen Xia sighed, then directly bypassed him and walked upstairs.

After walking a few steps, she found that Huo Zhiyang did not follow, she suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at Huo Zhiyang.

In the moment of staring at him, she even saw his dark eyes become excited because of her eyes.

Shen Xia moved his lips, and a cool voice came out of his mouth, "Huo Zhiyang, I have grown up, and I am no longer the little girl who needed someone to send an umbrella before." ”

"You, understand?"

After speaking, Shen Xia stumbled, she quickly held on to the stairs, and then slowly walked into the room.

Huo Zhiyang looked at her back drenched in the rain, and his heart ached suddenly.

God knows how much he wants to hold her!

Unfortunately, he can't.

Huo Zhiyang in his youth could do anything to Shen Xia.

And now Huo Zhiyang can't do anything.

Huo Zhiyang smiled bitterly, they ...... There's no going back.

……

When Shen Xia went to take a shower again, washed his hair, and then dried his hair, it was almost four o'clock.

Tomorrow may be woken up early in the morning by the program team.

Shen Xia thought about it and simply didn't sleep.

However, as she walked to the bed, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the side of the bed.

Shen Xia was weak for a while, and his eyes were black.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then the whole person lost consciousness and fainted on the bed.

"Xia Xia!"

In fact, Huo Zhiyang had been standing at the door and wandering, and he didn't say anything worried, he was always worried about Shen Xia, who was soaked in the rain, so when he opened the door, he saw Shen Xia who was planted on the bed, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Huo Zhiyang ran over quickly, reached out to help her waist, and felt a coldness.

She frowned, and her face turned a little pale.

Huo Zhiyang tested the temperature of her forehead, and it was really a little hot.

"Fool, you have a fever." Huo Zhiyang didn't speak, turned around and wanted to pour her a glass of water, but at this time, Shen Xia suddenly opened his eyes, and then, grabbed his arm.