Life With You

Song Xi was anxious, and said, "Don't talk nonsense. After eating my longevity noodles, you will have a smooth wind and benevolence in the future."

George Sheng's ridicule, I didn't expect Song Xi to care so much. Seeing her sincere appearance, George Sheng looked away and said something disgusting, but the chopsticks didn't stop and he ate it.

Song Xi didn't know where to turn into a small rectangular box, pushed it in front of George Sheng, bending his eyes and said, "Then, birthday present."

George Sheng asked: "What?"

Song Xi said, "Open it for yourself."

She really didn't understand George Sheng. He didn't have any romantic feelings. He would send gifts straight to people close to him. He didn't bother to spend time unpacking, because nothing would surprise him or surprise him.

But Song Xi did it. She suddenly appeared with the cake. He was not unhappy, and immediately... just surprised.

At this moment, he suddenly gave a gift. George Sheng was patient, put down his chopsticks, neatly tore the package, and opened the black outer box inside. Inside the box was a long object 15 cm long and 67 cm wide. The color of black can't tell what it is.

George Sheng took it out and found that it could be pushed up and down, and the lid opened, finally revealing the true face of this thing. There were two electronic cigarettes in the same size as real cigarettes.

Song Xi said: "I asked many colleagues who quit smoking. They all recommended me this one. They said it works best. Cigarettes are really not a good thing. You smoke very often. When you want to smoke in the future, try to use it. Take the e-cigarette instead and see if you can quit."

On George Sheng’s birthday, he has received a house, a car, and all kinds of expensive things, but no one has paid attention to his body. A warm current flows through his heart for an instant. Before he can speak, Song Xi is there. He said to himself: "It's not that one bowl of longevity noodles can live a hundred years, you still have to pay attention to your body."

Touched for only three seconds, George Sheng raised his eyes to look at Song Xi, and said blankly: "I don't know if eating other people's longevity noodles can live a long life, I don't know, you definitely can't."

When Song Xi saw that someone was feeling emotional, she said hurriedly, "I didn't mean that. I am mainly worried about you. You see what you want. The winner in life. What is waiting for you is money, beautiful women, and endless glory and wealth. , You may not take good care of your body."

George Sheng opened his thin lips and teased: "The emperor is not in a hurry."

Song Xizui quickly joked, "If it's a eunuch, don't worry."

George Sheng stared at her intently, Song Xi propped his elbows on the table, raised half of his face with his palms, looked at him with a smile and said, "Today is your birthday, and everything you say is right."

She didn't quarrel with him, her face was conniving, George Sheng couldn't slap even a slap, only lowered her head to continue eating noodles.

After he finished eating a bowl of noodles, Song Xi was so sleepy that she wanted to yawn. She got up to collect the bowl, and George Sheng said, "Let's put it here. Call someone to clean it tomorrow."

After a pause, he added: "Look back and pay me for the sheets and carpets."

Song Xi's eyes half-opened due to sleepiness, and lazily replied: "Stingy."

The two walked out together. They parted ways when they were on the second floor. He went to the guest room to sleep, and Song Xi went back to the third floor. She walked a few steps forward, and George Sheng's voice came from behind: "Thank you."

Song Xi turned around, but saw George Sheng enter the guest bedroom without looking back.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and Song Xi secretly scolded him as hypocritical. What's the embarrassment?

Back in the room, Song Xi fell asleep, but George Sheng was tossing in the guest room. He closed his eyes in the darkness, and all that was lingering in front of him was Song Xi's face full of cakes, laughing and playing with him. The picture, turned over, he didn't want to think about it, but what jumped out was the scene where he pressed her on the bed.

In the silent night, no one disturbed George Sheng's thoughts. He remembered clearly and remembered any subtle expressions on her face, such as shyness.

When she is embarrassed, her face will turn red very quickly, and tonight too.

It is past twelve o’clock. He is now 27 years old. He has passed his 27th birthday. He has never had the experience of rubbing cakes on each other. George Sheng couldn’t bear to think of her ugly face in Peking opera. Hold the corner of the lips and lightly hooked, almost laughing out loud.

Early the next morning, Song Xi got up and packed up and went downstairs. Unexpectedly, he met George Sheng in the kitchen. There was no concealed surprise in his eyes. Song Xi looked at him and asked, "Why did you get up so early?"

George Sheng stood with his back to her, standing under the cupboard, cooking something. Hearing this, he said in a faint tone, "Can't sleep."

Song Xi was a little worried: "How does it compare to before? Are there any signs of improvement?"

George Sheng didn't frustrate her: "It's okay."

Song Xi frowned lightly: "You really can't do this. Our hospital has a very good professor of Chinese medicine. Why don't I ask her out someday and let her show you?"

George Sheng turned off the fire, took a colander into the pot and put a few eggs into the small bag that had been prepared next to him, and turned around and said, "Don't say it, I don't seem to be good."

Put the bag in front of Song Xi: "For you."

Song Xi looked down, then raised the corners of her lips and said, "Why boil eggs for me?"

George Sheng's face was light: "The custom of Panzhou, on birthdays, boiled eggs are given to friends around them."

Song Xi picked up the bag and placed it in her palm. It was very warm and hot to the touch.

She said, "Shall I boil milk for you?"

George Sheng walked aside and handed her a thermos cup: "I cooked it in the morning, take it and drink it."

Song Xi raised her eyes to look at him, the smile and light in her eyes seemed to pretend the entire starry sky.

George Sheng was uncomfortable when she saw him, and couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at?"

Song Xi always curled her lips and replied: "Yes, you can go to the hall and the kitchen. I thought you didn't work hard and don't know what you are."

George Sheng said quietly: "You are talking about yourself, right?"

Song Xi carried the egg in one hand and the thermos cup in the other, and smiled and replied, "Thank you for your breakfast, Happy birthday."

George Sheng's ears blushed off guard. To hide his embarrassment, he said solemnly: "Hurry up to work. I'll be angry when I see you."

Song Xi smiled playfully: "Telling, let's go."

On the way to the hospital by car, Song Xi put the egg bag on her lap. The natural warm baby made her feel better and even hummed a song.

When she arrived at the hospital, she took the elevator directly to Xinwailou. The elevator opened and Ding Huiqin passed by. Song Xi greeted her. The two said a few words. Ding Huiqin looked at the bag in her hand: "Buy so many eggs?"

Song Xi immediately took out one and handed it to Ding Huiqin. After saying a few words, each was busy.

When we arrived in the lounge, Song Xi just changed her coat, and Han Chunmeng also came, carrying buns and soy milk.

Song Xi said: "Come on, there are eggs."

Han Chunmeng immediately said, "I just want to eat eggs. The eggs sold in the buns are sold out."

The two were sitting together preparing to have breakfast. Song Xi knocked a boiled egg and was peeling it. Han Chunmeng also took out one from the bag: "Hey, Xiaoxi, do you remember how to open eggs in Korean TV dramas?"

Song Xi raised his head, and saw Han Chunmeng holding the egg and knocking it on his head. It was supposed to be the egg breaking, but the egg suddenly broke from the middle. The white egg white and the yellow egg yolk instantly spilled Han Chunmeng's head.

Song Xi was shocked. The first reaction was to stand up, then immediately took out a tissue and wiped it.

Han Chunmeng was dumbfounded, with egg liquid in his hands, and a few seconds later he cursed: "Damn, which one sells boiled eggs!"