Life With You

When George Sheng went home at night, as soon as the door of the room opened, he immediately smelled a faint, somewhat familiar smell. After standing in front of the hall for a few seconds, he realized that this is not the smell of Chinese medicine.

Qiao Dingxiang coughed the year before, and the doctor did not recommend him to use western medicine, saying that western medicine hurt his stomach and changed to Chinese medicine. At that time, the smell was always there.

Changing his shoes and walking in, George Sheng went straight to the kitchen. As expected, the kitchen smelled the most.

It was a little bit later in the night, and Song Xi was naturally not downstairs. George Sheng stepped up to the second floor, and just stepped on the last step. After a glimpse, there was another thing at his door.

I walked over and looked down. There was a thermos cup on the tray, and there was a note beside it. On the note was Song Xi's notes, which simply read: It cures your insomnia.

George Sheng took the thermos cup into the room, unscrewed the lid, and accompanied by the steaming heat, a strong smell of Chinese medicine came out. Looking at the temperature, even if it was in the thermos cup, it would not exceed an hour.

George Sheng did not drink, sat on the sofa and was silent for five minutes, then picked up his cell phone and made a call.

After the phone rang five times, it was connected. Song Xi was obviously asleep and was awakened in a lazy voice, "Hello?"

George Sheng said: "Come down."

Song Xi asked: "What are you doing?"

He said, "If you ask you to come down, you can come down."

After that, he hung up the phone. A few minutes later, Song Xi walked in sleepily, wearing a silk pajamas with white cuffs and embossed flowers, without knocking the door this time.

"What's the matter?" He half-squinted at George Sheng on the sofa, Song Xi was a little annoyed by the light in the room.

George Sheng suddenly spoke and asked instead: "Do you treat my door as the company mail room?"

Everything was left at the door. Yesterday it was an aromatherapy furnace. Today it is Chinese medicine. I don’t know, I thought she came here to offer incense and worship.

Song Xigang was awakened shortly after falling asleep, inevitably feeling angry in her heart, and immediately replied: "Where do I leave the door? Please check the time before calling someone, OK? I will boil Chinese medicine until one o'clock, and I have to go to work tomorrow. , You are too tossing people."

Song Xi said that he was unintentional, and his tone was full of grievances and dissatisfaction, but George Sheng accidentally tried to get it wrong.

She said that he was too good at tossing people, he suddenly thought of the dream last night, in which he played with her in a different way, it was really called tossing.

The first second was fine. For a moment, George Sheng suddenly felt irritated and could hardly look at Song Xi directly. He instinctively picked up the cigarette case on the table and smoked.

Upon seeing this, Song Xi hurriedly said, "Huh?"

George Sheng glanced at her sideways, and Song Xiqing frowned and said: "Your long-term insomnia may also be caused by too much tar intake. Some people are naturally sensitive and the smell of cigarettes is irritating. You feel nothing. , But the physical response is that you can’t sleep."

George Sheng looked at Song Xi’s pajamas, how he felt it was similar to the one in the dream. Don’t look away, he still lit a cigarette for himself, took a sip, and said, “So many people smoke and sleep. Thunder can't move, there are some people who never smoke, still can't sleep, and don't blame the cook if you grow fat."

Song Xi was so angry that he was sober, and said with a smile: "...you smoke and can't sleep!"

George Sheng didn't take it seriously. "You said there are many reasons. One moment of kidney fire, another moment of heartburn, and now I still rely on smoking. According to your logic, I will catch my breath tomorrow and may not be able to sleep at night."

Song Xi Nao Ren'er is about to break, and if this continues, he will not be able to sleep, she doesn't know, she knows that she will definitely not fall asleep!

Standing in place and taking deep breaths several times, Song Xiqiang suppressed his temper and said in a low voice: "So you can't sleep by yourself now, don't you let me sleep?"

George Sheng suddenly curled the corners of his lips and looked sideways at her to exhale a puff of white smoke, "You can see it."

The response is so calm and calm, it is shameless and invincible in the world!

Song Xi looked at his hateful face...one second or two seconds, the more you look, the better you look, the more you look, the more embarrassed, don't look away, a little confused.

She muttered to herself, she is not cute, how can she see the principle of forgetfulness... But then again, these days, everyone has a love for beauty, and money can be given up, but beauty cannot be given up, nothing else Say, take the stray dogs in the community as an analogy. Good-looking dogs are more attractive. They can’t walk around every day to eat, and they will survive the beautiful flowers and starve to death.

Seeing that she was silent for a long time, George Sheng couldn't help but frowned and said, "Don't think you are scolding me in your heart, I don't know."

Song Xi hated him looking at him, and secretly said that he was really a villain, and she didn't scold him at all.

The pink lips opened, Song Xi didn't answer the question, and said to herself: "Will you cure the disease? If you don't want to cure it, I won't have to work hard for Chinese medicine from tomorrow on." Wouldn't it be good to have that free time to rest for two or three hours? it is good?

George Sheng pressed out the remaining small pieces of cigarettes in the ashtray, and said, neither salty nor salty: "You are not a professional Chinese medicine doctor. Who knows what you gave me a drink?"

Song Xi said, "Even if I am a Chinese medicine professional, if you don't believe me, you still have to say this."

George Sheng was choked by her, secretly saying that she was quite self-aware.

"Your prescription is for insomnia?" George Sheng asked.

Song Xi replied, "It's mainly for kidney fire."

George Sheng:

I don't know what tone and face to use to deal with her. It's like Monkey King confronting Tang Seng. He doesn't chant the Tightening Curse, and he looks so heartbroken!

Song Xi saw George Sheng's look of forbearance, she said: "It's all such a big person, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, and it's not just that aspect..."

She stood where she was, Barabara explained a lot of professional knowledge to him, regardless of whether George Sheng listened to it.

At the end of the talk, Song Xi said: "Actually, I have a little kidney fire. This is a very common problem among young people."

George Sheng caught a breakthrough and immediately said: "Then why don't you drink it?"

Song Xi said, "I don't have insomnia."

George Sheng said: "Isn't this treating kidney fire? You can drink it."

Song Xi looked at him and asked instead, "Are you afraid that I would harm you by giving medicine?"

Across George Sheng's previous temperament, he must return a mocking look and ask her outside: Do you dare?

But now, he will say: "It's not impossible."

Song Xi pressed her lips, pressed her anger, the thermos cup was on the coffee table, the lid was not closed, she walked over, took a sip after picking it up, and then stared directly at George Sheng’s face. It looks like a gentleman's belly with your villain's heart.

George Sheng only paid attention to Song Xi's lips, and the Chinese medicine soup that accidentally overflowed because of the violent drinking, slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He thought of last night, they were in the bathroom...Of course, it was a dream.