Life With You

Song Xi was stunned, Tong Hao didn't mention it, she had forgotten this.

After a short pause, Song Xi asked, "Why are you following me?"

Tong Hao also paused slightly, and then replied: "Protect your safety."

Song Xi said, "If you don't follow me, I'm safer."

When Tong Hao heard the words, his eyes sank: "What happened to me?"

Song Xi said without changing her face, "Forget it, the previous things are over, I don't care, do you still want to settle the accounts?"

Where does Tong Hao want to settle accounts, he just wants to...say a few words with her.

But seeing her like this, Tong Hao said angrily: "Don't dare, I'm afraid you will turn your head and file a complaint again."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Song Xi shouted: "Tong Hao."

Tong Hao rarely heard Song Xi call his name, and stopped uncontrollably, turned his head to look at her hopelessly, pulling his face as far as possible.

Song Xi looked at him: "I was at KFC last time, thank you for your help."

Tong Hao didn't expect to hear the word thank you from Song Xi's mouth. He didn't know what to say for a while, and he paused for a few seconds before saying: "No thanks, coincidentally."

Song Xi said: "The previous thing is even wiped out."

Tong Hao looked at her unusually beautiful face without makeup. He would miss her when he couldn't see her, but this miss was within a controllable range, and he would not miss her. He admitted to her Some interest, but I didn't expect that this interest will be so strong that I can't keep up with my heartbeat.

In fact, it's not that I can't keep up, I just want to be careful, and talk about it after careful consideration, so it is inevitable to lag behind.

After a few seconds passed, Tong Hao said, "What happens after a write-off?"

Song Xi was open-minded and looked at Tong Hao, "What do you mean?"

Tong Hao said: "What are we now?"

Not an enemy, nor a stranger, there must be a saying.

Song Xi asked, "What do you say?"

Tong Hao said: "I think you defend me like thief."

Song Xi said: "Who makes you tired of criminal records?"

Tong Hao said: "You just wrote off the previous things."

Song Ximei raised her eyes and said, "I just don't hold grudges, I'm not without memory."

She was eloquent and not leaking. Tong Hao was forced by her to have nothing to say. He stood still and held back for four to five seconds before saying, "What are you doing with such a good memory!"

Seeing what he said, Song Xi frowned slightly, but she also saw that he was showing weakness, so she asked tentatively: "You...are you asking me for help?"

Tong Hao was looking at Song Xi, Zheng Chou had nothing to talk about. When she said that, his lips moved slightly, it was obviously a temporary topic, but it looked like he wanted to talk.

"There is something."

Song Xi asked, "What's the matter?"

Tong Hao said: "I'm not free today, I will find you another day."

After that, without waiting for Song Xi's response, he turned around and pushed open the private room door and stepped inside.

Song Xi didn’t have a long lunch break. Everyone hurriedly formulated a series of surprise plans. Huo Jiamin said: “Xiao Xi, you usually don’t have time. Let’s contact me by phone at any time. If you have any ideas, please call me and tell me Tell them again."

Song Xi nodded: "Okay."

When the meal was over, everyone got up, Huo Jiamin drank, but Yuan Bao did not drink. He drove Song Xi back to the hospital along the way. On the way, Song Xi told: "George Sheng called before and said that if there is something tonight, I will not go to your side after get off work. Yes, you can ask someone to make him a glass of honey water or walnut powder."

Yuan Bao said: "I know, what the assistant brings in now is what you usually prepare for him."

"That's good."

Yuan Bao asked: "How is his sleep recently?"

Song Xi replied: "Neither of us live in the same room. I'm really not sure how. When I asked him, he said that I was a quack. I had never seen such an uncooperative patient. Only he knew whether he could sleep well. "

Hearing this, the corners of Yuanbao's lips curled up: "He is like this, he won't say good things."

Song Xi sighed and said with emotion: "If he is half as good as you, I might have cured him earlier."

Yuan Bao’s face was even more smiling: "How about he has insomnia."

Song Xi also followed the music.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Song Xi thanked her and got off the car. As she walked inside, she ran into colleagues in other departments and said hello with a smile: "Doctor Song, was that your boyfriend just now?"

Song Xi smiled and replied, "No, my friend."

"So handsome, does your friend have a girlfriend?"

Song Xi said: "As far as I know, there should be none."

The female doctor said: "Then ask him next time if he is interested in female neurologists."

Song Xi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you ask."

While talking, Song Xi returned to the building. When he was waiting for the elevator, the phone rang, and it was Qiao Shuxin.

Since Song Xi helped her, Qiao Shuxin has called her no less than five times recently. During the period, he even ran back and forth in person. Of course Song Xi couldn’t ask for a bank card in private. Qiao Shuxin thought she was polite and kind. After all, Song Xi didn’t want to make people misunderstand him, so she simply said, “Auntie, in terms of my relationship with Tunghsu, I really think it is right for me to help. Friendship."

Seeing that Song Xi was serious, Qiao Shuxin took back the bank card, but immediately picked up a black velvet bag and said that she had picked a bag and gave it to her. If she didn't accept it again, it would not give her face.

Song Xi didn't want people to see them pulling and pulling, so she had to accept it, but she did underestimate the value of this bag. When she went home at night, Gucci's limited edition crocodile skin ‘crab bag’ sold for nearly 300,000 RMB.

Song Xi has lived well since childhood. She has a high salary. Song Yuanqing also favors her. There are a lot of good bags on the shelf, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands. Sometimes Song Yuanqing will buy her more than 50,000 bags, but Song Xicong If you don't recite it, after all, the tree is so popular these years, she doesn't want to cause trouble to Song Yuanqing.

But the package of 300,000 yuan was not bought with her own money. Song Xi looked beautiful, but she did burn her hands.

You can't tell Gu Dongxu about this. Song Xi thought about it, so she had to go to George Sheng.

George Sheng didn't take it seriously, and only said lightly: "You help them so much, let alone three hundred thousand, three million is not much."

When Song Xi was said by him, inexplicably, he didn't feel that burnt.

After a short memory, Song Xi looked at the caller ID on the screen and went to the side to connect: "Hey, Auntie."

Qiao Shuxin’s very warm voice came: "Xiao Xi, do you have time tonight? It's your uncle. He went to another place a few days ago. He only came back today. He said he would treat you to a meal, and he would like to express his gratitude in person."

Song Xi smiled and replied: "Uncle is too polite, my side..."

"Xiao Xi, if you have time, you must show your face. You have helped us so much. If we don't thank you face to face, we always feel very sad."

Qiao Shuxin said so, Song Xi refused to her lips. After a short meal, she suddenly became: "Okay, I won't be polite to you, but Auntie, I'll talk to you first. You can eat. You must never give me anything."