Life With You

Not knowing what time in the middle of the night, Song Xi woke up suddenly, opened her eyes in a daze, and vaguely heard the sound of parking downstairs, it was George Sheng who was back.

Turn on the light and go downstairs. When Song Xi walked to the second floor platform, George Sheng was halfway up the stairs and heard the bell sound. He looked up, Fa Cai ran towards him, Song Xi stood not far away. He opened his mouth and said: "I came back so late?"

George Sheng looked up at her, then withdrew his gaze, and said lightly, "Is something wrong?"

Song Xi said, "You came to see me for the game today, am I playing well?"

In fact, she didn't want to ask this, she was testing what happened to George Sheng.

George Sheng's face remained unchanged, and his voice was neither lukewarm nor cold: "I said congratulations."

Walking up the second floor, he went to the left to the master bedroom, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the two thermos cups at the door, and a touch of entanglement and anger quickly flashed through his eyes.

As soon as he walked past her, the smell of alcohol was very strong. Song Xi followed behind him and asked aloud, "Are things done for today?"

George Sheng came to the door of the room, lowered his head slightly, looked at the two thermos cups in front of the door, and asked, "Are you still in the habit now?"

Song Xi stepped forward and picked up the thermos cup, smiling faintly and replied, "I learned how to make fruit porridge with my colleague. Which one do you want to try first?"

George Sheng pushed open the door and said as he walked in, "I don't want to eat anything."

He did not close the door casually, Song Xi also habitually walked in, mumbling about how delicious her porridge is. George Sheng walked through the corridor to the inner room, reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and turned his head to look away. Song Xi, who was in her pajamas, had a gloomy look in her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Song Xi looked at George Sheng's face, trying hard to find clues in his expression, but he hid it too deeply, she couldn't even understand his emotions.

When she couldn't figure it out, Song Xi always went straight back and forth. She asked aloud, "Are you unhappy?"

George Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, took off his sweater and threw it aside, wearing only a black shirt. He went to grab the cigarette case on the bedside table and said, "No."

Song Xi sat on the opposite sofa and replied suspiciously: "I can see it."

George Sheng lit a cigarette, and Song Xi said, "If you have something unhappy, tell it and listen. Maybe I can help you solve it."

After a pause, she added anxiously: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Song Xijue's this is very possible, but she really doesn't know where she provokes him, neither of them met today.

George Sheng unbuttoned two shirts and took a cigarette. Without seeing Song Xi, he said to himself: "Xiaowen called me in the evening and said she was very happy today. I asked why, she said she confided with the doctor surnamed Ling. Xiaotian, although people don't want to see her, she is just happy."

When Song Xi heard that it was Qiao Aiwen and Ling Yue, he instinctively relieved, and then said: "My brother is really good, but it's hard to chase. You made your sister hold on."

George Sheng said coldly: "Is it interesting to have a hot face and a cold butt?"

Song Ximei raised her eyes slightly: "Interesting, I think your sister has driven my brother crazy. Everyone has different pleasures. Don't ask others by your standards."

After a second, Song Xi couldn't help taunting him: "If it's your character, don't expect to catch up with anyone."

It is not impossible to be a monk for a lifetime.

George Sheng looked at Song Xi. He didn’t know whether it was the light and smoke, or he had drunk a lot. Song Xi always felt that his eyes today were different from before. He was always indifferent and deep, but the depth was a little bit unsightly. Thoroughly blurred.

His thin lips opened, and he said: "It seems that you know love well, I remember you said before, you are'experienced', and it seems that you have not talked less."

Song Xi didn't expect George Sheng to change his words, point her finger at her, and her eyes twitched. When she was nervous, she would pretend to be calm, and immediately replied without changing her face: "I have said so much, you remember this sentence. ."

George Sheng seemed to be exhausted with her, and said: "Why did you break up with your ex when you talked so much?"

Song Xi's heart twitched, her eyes inevitably changed, but it was just this little change that George Sheng could not stop sneering while looking at it.

Look, how much does she care? It doesn't matter to mention it.

"Why don't you speak?" George Sheng took the initiative, with a bit of joking in his voice.

Song Xi's expression has returned to normal, her pink lips opened, and she replied softly, "There is nothing to say."

George Sheng said: "You were always chanting'Ayi' when you had a high fever. I thought you liked him so much. Why is there nothing to say?"

George Sheng could never empathize with him, nor would he know what Shen Zhaoyi meant for Song Xi.

It was a thorn in her heart. She couldn't remove it for the time being, so she could only trick herself into forgetting it, but George Sheng said that when she had a high fever, she was always chanting ‘Ayi’.

His face suddenly changed, and George Sheng could clearly see that Song Xi's face was still pale under the warm yellow light.

She only paled, but George Sheng was really sad.

If one person does not care about the other, he can lie, but his eyes cannot deceive.

Song Xi is like this, why doesn't it seem to care about Shen Zhaoyi?

The two looked at each other for five seconds or longer. In the end, Song Xi spoke first. She couldn't distinguish her joy or anger: "What do you mean?"

George Sheng looked back at Song Xi intently and said without blinking: "It's meaningless, it's almost the New Year. Xiaowen yelled me to give her a gift. I want to ask if you have anything else you want, and I will give it to you. "

After a pause, he added: "Even if you want to see someone, as long as he is not dead, I can ask someone to help you bring him back. The opportunity is rare, you have to be careful."

Song Xi's heart was in turmoil, but she still forced herself to squeeze out the only reason, trying to distinguish what George Sheng meant.

Is he talking angry? Or simply... just want to give her a New Year gift?

But in either case, one thing is certain, he has stepped on her bottom line and successfully angered her.

Song Xi was about to go crazy, but for an instant, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind. She seemed to finally know why George Sheng said this suddenly and why he mentioned Shen Zhaoyi suddenly.

He is reminding her not to like him?

Song Xi couldn't refute all of his abnormalities as soon as this thought came out.

The silence this time was longer than before. George Sheng didn’t smoke the cigarette for a long time, and the ashes fell on the carpet. There was no sound, but it was clearly dirty, just like the hearts of the two at this moment, silent, but they have each other. Stabbed.

For a long time, Song Xi slowly curled the corners of her lips and replied with a faint smile: "I have a heart, whoever is thinking in my heart can be found by you without saying anything. You don't need to tie someone back. The twisted melon is not sweet. , But I didn’t expect you to understand women’s minds so much, and to give New Year gifts so romantically. If you apply these two points to the person you like, Bai Yueguang has already become the pillow."