Life With You

One day in mid-to-late December, George Sheng and Song Xi dragged their family to Canada by private jet. The so-called drag family—three children, Xiaojie, Joe Joe and Bo Jing; three cats, seven-up, Sprite and Fanta; there are two dogs, Fa Cai and Qi.

After flying for twelve hours, just settled in Toronto, the local people were already ready to pick up the plane. Because Song Xi was bored by plane, she decided to stay there for one night and go to the island tomorrow.

Nowadays, the night city is more than 20 degrees below zero, and Toronto is warmer than in the country. Especially when they come, the weather is very good. There is a big sun outside during the day, and it is not cold when walking on the road in a cashmere coat.

After a one-night rest, Song Xi was going shopping the next day. George Sheng took her and Xiaojie out together. The three of them wore parent-child costumes, all in black, walking hand in hand on the road, which was particularly eye-catching.

I took a look at the nearby attractions within an hour by car. When it was time for dinner, Xiaojie called out hungry on time. He is almost four years old now. He can speak very fluently. When he said he was hungry, he ordered a few dishes directly. .

Song Xi bent over to help him tidy up his scarf, and smiled and said, "Is he too hungry to walk?"

With that said, she made an action to hug him, Xiaojie shook his head, and said crisply, "Don't hold him."

When the voice fell, George Sheng beside Song Xi bends down and directly mentions him from below. Xiaojie turned to look at Song Xi, "Godfather said, I'm grown up, I can't let my godmother hold it, it will be tired. ."

Song Xiren couldn't help but couldn't help. Originally wanted to say Xiaojie was sensible, but he didn't expect to just change his ‘labor’.

She took George Sheng's arm and suddenly raised her head and said coquettishly, "I am too hungry to walk."

George Sheng looked at Song Xi without saying a word. He decisively opened his left arm and motioned her to come over. He could hold her together. Song Xi’s lips raised, and he took his hand and said: "Forget it, no Compete with children."

Xiaojie said: "Godfather, let me go down, you hold your godmother, godmother can't walk anymore."

Song Xi stretched out her hand and gently pinched Xiaojie's face, and said spoiledly: "With Xiaojie's words, godmother can not eat for three days."

George Sheng said in a low voice, "I will feel bad if you don't eat it."

Song Xi didn't expect him to talk about love in broad daylight, so he rolled his lips and whispered, "Xiaojie is still there."

George Sheng said: "Let him see how his godfather treats his godmother. He has been fascinated since childhood and taught him to be a good man."

Song Xi couldn't laugh or cry, "Is there such a blatant prince who sells melons and boasts?"

George Sheng said: "Men must tell the truth."

Xiaojie didn't know if he was influenced by George Sheng, and said solemnly from the side: "Yes, men can't lie to people they like."

Song Xi was overwhelmed by this freshman year, so she was afraid that when Qiao Qiao and Silk Jing could understand the adults when they grew up, George Sheng would teach them something sour.

The three of them were near Pacific Place. They simply chose a restaurant here for dinner. Just after ordering, Xiaojie said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Xiaojie is a four-year-old kid. It’s no problem if Song Xi takes him to the women’s bathroom and enters a separate cubicle, but Song Xi prefers to tell him earlier that there is a difference between men and women. So I asked George Sheng to take him to the men's bathroom a long time ago.

At this moment, George Sheng also took the initiative to get up, took Xiaojie off the chair, and said: "Go, godfather will accompany you."

After the one-year-old and one-year-old left, Song Xi took the time to chat with them in the group and sent pictures of bags, all of which were gifts for those witches. Today, they have been sent back to China. There is a tenth time difference between the two sides Two hours, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening here, and it was almost 8 o'clock in the morning in China, except Qiao Aiwen actually replied to Bixin, no one else was there.

Song Xi asked unexpectedly: "Yeah, did you get up? Didn't it mean you didn't sleep all night?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "Look at what you said, I am now a married woman. My husband wakes up early. Can I be embarrassed to stay in bed? Make breakfast for Lao Ling and get up at half past seven."

Song Xi praised: "There is something like that, Lao Ling's mouth is so happy, right?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "I squeezed him a glass of pure lemon juice, and his mouth was so sour."

Song Xi smiled and said, "What are you doing, murdering your husband?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "I saw on WeChat two days ago that it is good for men to eat lemons."

Song Xile was overwhelmed, "Lao Ling's body is already good enough, so why don't we let go of the seedlings and help grow?"

The two had a lively chat. A waiter faintly came from behind Song Xi to entertain them in English. They seemed to have taken the guests here. These were not important. The important thing was that Song Xi suddenly heard Chinese, "Two people, Give us a quiet place..."

With this voice, Song Xi turned her head instinctively. A few meters away, a tall and handsome foreign waitress with a professional smile, and on the opposite side of the smile was an Asian man about 1.78 meters tall. The man was wearing a gray jacket, showing The white sweater and black trousers inside are simple and capable of professional dressing. Song Xi can confirm that face with just a glance, not a familiar face.

The two people on the opposite side got closer and closer, the Asian man seemed to feel Song Xi's gaze too, and when he swept over here, Song Xi immediately turned away without a trace, as if he was looking elsewhere, and then no one was found, low-key. Turning around, she didn't see the flash of panic in the man's eyes because she was the first to look away.

Song Xi's ears are very good. Hearing the two behind her passing by and walking away again, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man's back. The more she looked at her, she became more panicked, a little surprised, and a little scared—anyone. Suddenly hearing the voice of a dead person reappear, I am afraid that it will react as much as hers, she is already able to bear it.

That’s right, Song Xi thought it was Qi Cheng with the voice just now. She doesn’t deal with Qi Cheng very often, but it’s definitely not that small, and the first feeling of people is not deceiving. Familiarity is familiar, so she will be fierce. Look back.

It was indeed an Asian face, and his height was almost the same as Qi Cheng, but that face was not Qi Cheng at all.

At the beginning, Qi Cheng and Sheng Qianyu were engaged in a turmoil, but on the day of the engagement banquet, Qi Cheng had an accident on the elevated bridge. He was not a dead body, but ended up completely unrecognizable. I was afraid that it was not only Song Xi who thought it was strange, but Qi Cheng followed him. The Qi family is not related by blood, and the DNA can't be tested.

In an instant, a thought came to Song Xi's mind. Could it be that Qi Cheng was in a suspended animation at all, and then he had plastic surgery to live abroad?

But why would he do this? Isn’t marriage with Shengjia a better choice?

Song Xi sat in the same place, thinking about it. He didn't even notice when George Sheng and Xiaojie came back. George Sheng asked, "What do you think?"

Song Xi panicked again. She glanced at the innocent and cute Xiaojie sitting aside, thinking of the tragic death of He Yusen. She felt that she would rather misunderstand and not let it go. She leaned to George Sheng's side and said to his ear: " I just heard a voice very similar to Qi Cheng, but he is not like Qi Cheng."

Hearing that, in George Sheng's black pupils, calm was replaced by hostility.