Life With You

Song Xi nodded, grinning at Gu Dongxu, "Is this all right?"

Gu Dongxu glanced at her, and suddenly felt sore. Keep your eyes away.

When Song Xi was particularly nervous or caring, she always talked and pretended to be okay, just like now, she muttered: "I always wanted to see him and bring him something. Okay, I picked a tea set before. You didn’t see it. Da Mengmeng saw it. The blue and white porcelain is very beautiful. I also asked the clerk to make me a good-looking package. Later, I thought the gift box was too big. If I blatantly take it in. , It may not have a bad influence, and people who don’t know think it’s a lively thing."

"Later I thought about a few more things, tie, I'm afraid he won't need it in it; lighter, I'm afraid that the dangerous goods will be confiscated..."

As he said, Song Xi suddenly choked up, and Gu Dongxu glanced at her sideways, only to see her frowning, her lips pressed tightly, and Gu Dongxu whispered: "Don't cry, it won't be okay for my uncle after a while."

When he said this, Song Xi took a deep breath and forced herself to withdraw her tears.

Gu Dongxu said again: "There is no paper in the car, and you have nothing to wipe your tears. Listen to me, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you can't cry. What do you think when you cry?"

Song Xi's mouth was sour and she couldn't say anything, so she nodded frequently.

Obviously deep breathing, Song Xi tried to calm her mood, and when the strong acidity faded, she said in her usual voice: "Don't worry, I won't cry."

Gu Dongxu could only sigh secretly in his heart, saying that good buddies have blessings and difficulties, but there are some pains that no good friends can share.

When I drove all the way to the relevant department, I saw a guard standing guard with a gun at the gate from a long distance away, and ordinary people would not pass by the gate.

Song Yuanqing had been in trouble for so long, and Song Xi didn’t know where he was being held, so he said he would not cry, but when he saw the depressing tall iron gate, Song Xi suddenly felt like a knife, as if being imprisoned. Which general.

Gu Dongxu drove over, and the guard stepped forward to salute and inquire. Song Xi saw Gu Dongxu showing a document. She didn't know what was on it, but the guard made a gesture to the guard to let him go.

The more you drove inward, the more depressed Song Xi's heart became. For a certain period of time, she seemed to have opened her eyes. She only remembered that Gu Dongxu was handing over to a uniformed staff member, and then the person took Song Hi continue to walk in.

It was a small square cabin with a table and two chairs. Song Xi had seen it on TV. It was similar to the situation where family members visited the convicts.

She was so nervous that she could not sit still, pinching the strap in her hands, and silently chanting in her heart: Calm down, be calm, and in any case, don't cry.

After waiting in the room for about thirty or forty seconds, the door was pushed open from the outside. Song Xi looked up and saw a man in gray trousers and a white shirt standing at the door, tall and thin.

Song Xi looked straight at the man's face, and waited until the other party said, "Xiao Xi."

It was Song Yuanqing's voice.

Song Xi couldn't believe it. Is the person opposite Song Yuanqing?

She didn't blink and looked intently. That strange and familiar face was indeed Song Yuanqing, but he hadn't seen him for a few months. He was so thin that she was about to lose his face, and she didn't even dare to recognize each other.

Song Xi thought about countless possibilities for her to meet Song Yuanqing again, but none of them could match reality.

The father and daughter looked at each other at a distance of a few meters. For a while, both of them stood still, until half of the uniformed staff was exposed at the door and said: "The total meeting time is 20 minutes."

Song Yuanqing walked two steps forward, the door of the room behind him was closed, his eyes were red, and he called out again: "Xiao Xi..."

Song Xi rushed forward and hugged the person in her arms with all her strength. She tightly grasped the clothes behind Song Yuanqing, pressed her lips tightly, closed her eyes, and couldn't help shaking her whole body.

Song Yuanqing also hugged Song Xi and reached out to touch the back of her head. Song Xi bit her lip, and her mouth was instantly filled with a **** breath, but she still couldn't resist the rush of sadness.

With his face buried on Song Yuanqing's shoulders, Song Xi endured it again, and finally couldn't help it, from being depressed to howling.

Since becoming an adult, Song Xi has shed tears in front of Song Yuanqing only a handful of times, not to mention crying like this, and she seems to be about to cut out all the internal organs. An inch of meat hurts.

Why did Song Yuanqing lose so much?

Is he suffering?

Did someone make things difficult for him?

What can she do for him?

Song Xi hated not being able to use his own life in exchange for Song Yuanqing's safety.

While crying silently, Song Yuanqing stretched out her hand to pat Song Xi's back as if she was a child, and said softly: "Don't cry, it's okay, Dad is okay."

Song Xi has always been strong, and only in front of Song Yuanqing can he be a child unscrupulously.

She cried until she could not speak, and unconsciously grasped Song Yuanqing's shirt with her hands. Song Xi had asked countless times in her heart: Dad, how can I take you out?

Song Yuanqing has been stroking the back of Song Xi's head, coaxing and saying: "Observe, stop crying, there is a camera on it, and someone is watching."

Song Xi did not move, nestled in Song Yuanqing's arms. She desperately held back her tears, sucked her nose, choked up and said, "Dad, what can I do for you?"

Song Yuanqing rubbed her cheek on Song Xi's head distressedly and lovingly, and whispered back: "Dad as long as you are good."

Song Xi closed her eyes, gritted her teeth hard, and trembles until she trembles all over her body.

Song Yuanqing patted her on the back and said softly: "Stop crying, I have something to tell you, time is short, listen carefully."

Song Xisheng was afraid of missing any instructions from Song Yuanqing, so even if her heart was twisted, she had to withdraw all emotions immediately, wiped her tears, raised her red and swollen eyes, and looked at him and said, "Say."

Song Yuanqing took her to the seat. The father and daughter sat face to face, holding hands. The first sentence he said was: "How good is it when you are alone? Is anyone bullying you?"

Song Xiqiang endured his heartache, pursed his lips and shook his head, "No."

Song Yuanqing asked again: "How did George Sheng treat you? Did he embarrass you?"

When this was said, Song Xi's first reaction was to stealthily glance at the camera in the upper right corner. Song Yuanqing understood what she meant, and said, "They can only see but not hear."

Song Xi calmed down and replied: "Dad, don't worry about me, George Sheng is very nice to me."

Song Yuanqing stared at Song Xi's face, as if trying to see her true thoughts from her face.

He said: "Although I am not familiar with George Sheng, I have dealt with the Joe family for many years. There is no one with the surname Qiao doing things incessantly. It is not a last resort. I will not seek skin with a tiger and let you get involved with George Sheng. relationship."