Life With You

George Sheng chatted with Song Xi until almost dawn. Then she stopped talking much and listened to him all the time. Later, her breathing gradually became steady, and he knew that she finally fell asleep.

He got up gently, got out of bed and went to the next room to take a look at the child, and then walked downstairs. He had quit smoking for more than a year. He had always had good self-control. Even though he was so addicted to cigarettes before, he never had the urge to smoke during this period. But now He wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down the murderous impulse in his heart.

Yes, he wanted to kill someone. This person was Sheng Qianyu. She finally smoothed out all the feelings between the two step by step. From the former lover to the friend he thought he was, then to a stranger and an enemy. Now, he Treat her as an enemy who can be eliminated quickly.

Sheng Qianyu specially chose a day like yesterday to stimulate Song Xi. She must also know that Song Xi suffers from postpartum depression. Then her purpose is not simply to disgust people, but to want Song Xi to die. She knows that Song Xi has postpartum depression. There are three advantages and two disadvantages, and he must be the most heart-wrenching one.

She would do anything to get back at him.

George Sheng opened the door and stood smoking at the door. In the yard was the golden osmanthus tree that he asked people to move over. It was lush green and covered with large tracts of gold. When the wind blew, the natural fragrance of osmanthus drifted through. It was rich and not cloying. Song Xi When he was still in the hospital, he told her to make a swing for her under a tree, and when the weather was nice, he would come out and push her to play.

He wanted to see her happy, but he saw her face full of tears. She was so sad, but she still tried to comfort him. He thought she would collapse and become hysterical. In fact, she did collapse once, but she collapsed. After that, she silently tried to digest it with reason. Even though everyone saw her weakness, he saw the stubbornness and strength in her bones.

She was strong from beginning to end. After so much, she never thought of giving up or bowing her head. Even Song Yuanqing thought he was protecting her, but George Sheng watched how Song Xi came over. Many times, he He would feel that she was stronger than him. This kind of strength was not external strength, but the unyielding spirit.

When the cigarette was almost finished, George Sheng put out the rest, took out his mobile phone and made a call. When the call was connected, a male voice came from inside: Brother Sheng.

Not Yuan Bao nor Tong Hao.

George Sheng said: Check where Sheng Qianyu is.

After giving the instructions, he turned back, went up to the second floor, and gently opened the master bedroom door. Song Xi still maintained the same position as when he left, fast asleep.

George Sheng came closer, raised her wrist, and tried to bring her exposed arm back under the quilt. With just a small movement, Song Xi's eyes rolled slightly under his eyelids, and he did not dare to move anymore.

In the past, her sleep quality was unbeatable. When they were talking about going to Lanzhou to find Cheng Deqing, she slept like a gecko on the ground. She complained of back pain when she woke up, and she didn't delay sleeping.

From the first two months after giving birth to the present, she has never slept well. Before, her belly was too big and she couldn't sleep well. After giving birth, her mood fluctuated and she couldn't sleep well.

Originally, the situation had improved somewhat these days, and Fan Jie also said not to worry too much, but when Sheng Qianyu made such a fuss, Song Xi didn't say anything, fearing that her heart would have rebounded to the beginning, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to go to the hospital for treatment.

How uncomfortable should it be? She couldn't tell whether it was a real emotion or a disease, so she could only say that she was sick and comfort him not to worry, she would be fine soon.

The sky outside had turned from pure black to gray. George Sheng's cell phone rang. He muted it. When he saw the screen showing an incoming call, he got up and went out to answer it.

It was the same person he called before. The man said: Sheng Qianyu is in Fuxiang Hospital, and Fang Hui is currently staying in VIP Room 03 on the 9th floor outside the heart.

George Sheng didn't say anything. After hanging up the phone, he changed his clothes and went out. He had just driven out of the hospital when he saw a familiar car parked not far away. Sure enough, when he saw his car, the car on the other side opened up almost at the same time. Yuan Bao and Tong Hao came out of the front and passenger doors.

As the two approached, George Sheng lowered the window, raised his eyelids and said, You're here so early. Do you have anything to do with me?

Tong Hao didn't make so many twists and turns, and said expressionlessly: You go back, I'll go.

George Sheng said: Bai Meng can do it. He even informed you two of the things I asked him to do.

Yuanbao said: I told the people below to get the call and let them know.

He knew that it was impossible for George Sheng to forget it like this. Sure enough, after staying up all night, he still couldn't get over it.

George Sheng looked calm, as if he was driving out to buy breakfast for Song Xi, and said in his usual tone: It's none of your business, go back to sleep.

Tong Hao said: Song Xi and the child are still at home. You should go back to sleep at this point. For small things, I can just go. You wait for my news.

George Sheng's eyes dropped slightly and his thin lips opened: Don't waste my time. I'll be back before they wake up.

As he was about to drive away, Yuan Bao clasped one hand on the car glass and stretched his other hand inside, as if asking for something from George Sheng, his expression tense but unyielding.

George Sheng looked at him without blinking. After what seemed like five seconds, he opened the storage box, took out a gun from it, and handed it to Yuan Bao's hand. His eyes seemed to say: Let go.

Yuan Bao didn't let go, but said, You can go by yourself if you want, just drive our car.

George Sheng had a cold face, obviously angry.

Tong Hao frowned, as if he thought Yuan Bao had been too polite for too long, so he simply reached out to pull the car door, and then went to unbuckle George Sheng's seat belt.

George Sheng stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice, Are you itchy?

Tong Hao's hand was very quick. When he pulled it back, he took the gun that George Sheng had stuck on his waist and hidden under his coat. He made a face, but couldn't help his fiery temper and said loudly: Do it. It's just a person, why do you need to do it yourself? How do you want her to die, I will definitely satisfy you!

George Sheng's gun was pulled out, and he suddenly stepped out of the car with long legs. With cold eyes, he said word by word: It doesn't matter how she died. The most important thing is to know clearly whose hands she died in.

After seeing George Sheng's pleasant appearance for so long, I almost forgot that he is a person who must avenge himself and is ruthless when necessary. Seeing the look in his eyes now, no one would doubt that he wanted Sheng Qianyu to die, because Sheng Qianyu met him. His reverse scales poked at his weak spot.

If he becomes ruthless, Yuan Bao and Tong Hao may not be able to stop him, and even if they can stop him this time, what will happen next time?

Yuan Bao stopped Tong Hao, who was trying to roll up his arms and sleeves, and said calmly to George Sheng: Song Xi doesn't want you to kill someone, even if the other person is Sheng Qianyu.

With just one sentence, there was a clear wave of wavering in George Sheng's eyes, like an airtight cloth covered by hatred that had accidentally been poked with a hole.