Life With You

One day in mid-to-late December, George Sheng and Song Xi flew to Canada on a private plane with their family. The so-called family and family - three children, Xiaojie, Qiaoqiao and Bo Jing; three cats, Qixi, Sprite and Fanta; and two dogs, Fortune and Seven.

After flying for twelve hours, we just landed in Toronto. The local people were already ready to pick her up. Because Song Xi was bored by flying, she decided to stay one night locally and go to the island tomorrow.

It's more than 20 degrees below zero in the night city nowadays, and it's warmer in Toronto than in China. Especially when they came, the weather was very good. The sun was shining brightly outside during the day, and it didn't feel cold while walking on the road wearing a cashmere coat.

After a night's rest, Song Xi was going shopping the next day. George Sheng took her and Xiaojie out together. The three of them specially wore parent-child clothes, all in black, and walked hand in hand on the road, which was particularly eye-catching.

I checked out the nearby scenic spots within an hour's drive. When it was time to eat, Xiaojie called out that he was hungry on time. He was almost four years old now and could speak very fluently. While saying that he was hungry, he immediately ordered a few dishes. .

Song Xi bent down to help him straighten his scarf, and said with a smile, Are you too hungry to walk?

As she said that, she made a move to hug him. Xiaojie shook his head and said bluntly: No need to hug him.

After the words fell, George Sheng next to Song Xi bent down and directly lifted him up from below. Xiaojie turned to look at Song Xi, My godfather said that when I grow up, I can't be carried by my godmother. I will be tired. .”

Song Xi couldn't help laughing. She originally wanted to say that Xiaojie was sensible, but she didn't expect that he was just a 'labourer'.

She held George Sheng's arm, suddenly raised her head and said coquettishly: I'm too hungry to walk.

George Sheng looked at Song Xi and without saying a word, he decisively opened his left arm and motioned for her to come over. If he could hug her, Song Xi raised the corners of her lips, took his hand and said, Forget it, I can't. Compete with your children for favor.”

Xiaojie said, Godfather, please let me go. If you hold your godmother, she won't be able to walk anymore.

Song Xi reached out and pinched Xiaojie's cheek gently, and said dotingly: With Xiaojie's words, my godmother can go without eating for three days.

George Sheng said in a low voice: I will feel bad if you don't eat.

Song Xi didn't expect that he would talk about love in broad daylight as if there was no one around. She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him, whispering: Xiaojie is still here.

George Sheng said: Let him see how his godfather treats his godmother. He has been exposed to it since childhood and taught him to be a good man.

Song Xi couldn't laugh or cry, Is there anyone who is so blatantly bragging about her own business?

George Sheng said: Men must tell the truth.

Xiaojie didn't know if he was influenced by George Sheng, but he said seriously from the side: Yes, a man can't lie to the person he likes.

Song Xi was impressed by the young and old, and was afraid that when Qiao Qiao and Bo Jing grew up and could understand adults, George Sheng would teach them some embarrassing things.

The three of them were near Pacific Place, so they simply chose a restaurant here to eat. Just after ordering, Xiaojie said, I want to go to the bathroom.

Xiaojie is a four-year-old child, so he's too old to be too young. If Song Xi takes him to the women's restroom, there's no problem in entering a separate compartment. But Song Xi would rather tell him early on that there are differences between men and women. So he started asking George Sheng to take him to the men's bathroom a long time ago.

At this moment, George Sheng also took the initiative to get up, took Xiaojie off the chair, and said, Let's go, my godfather will accompany you.

After the first one and the second one left, Song Xi took the time to chat with them in the group and sent some pictures of bags. They were all gifts for those witches. They had them sent back to China today. There was a ten-day time difference between the two sides. Two hours later, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening here, and it was almost eight o'clock in the morning in China. Except for Qiao Aiwen, who actually replied to Bi Xin, no one else was there.

Song Xi asked unexpectedly: Hey, you're actually up? You didn't sleep all night, right?

Qiao Aiwen said: Look at what you said, I am a married woman now. My husband gets up early, so why can I stay in bed and make breakfast for Lao Ling? I get up at half past seven.

Song Xi praised: That's right. Old Ling is so happy that his mouth is crooked, isn't it?

Qiao Aiwen said: I squeezed a glass of pure lemon juice for him, and he was so sour that his mouth was crooked.

Song Xi smiled and said, What are you doing, murdering your husband?

Qiao Aiwen said: I saw it on WeChat two days ago that it is good for men to eat lemons.

Song Xi was overjoyed, Lao Ling's health is already good enough, why don't we stop trying to make things worse?

The two were chatting lively. Behind Song Xi, a waiter could be heard greeting guests in English. It seemed that he was leading guests this way. None of this mattered. What was important was that Song Xi suddenly heard in Chinese, Two people, Give us a quiet seat...

At this voice, Song Xi turned his head instinctively. A few meters away, a tall and handsome foreign waiter was wearing a professional smile. Opposite the smile was an Asian man about 1.78 meters tall. The man was wearing a gray coat, revealing his face. Wearing a white sweater and black trousers, simple and capable professional attire, Song Xi could tell with just one glance that that face was not a familiar face.

The two people on the opposite side were getting closer and closer. The Asian man seemed to feel Song Xi's gaze and glanced over here. Song Xi immediately looked away without any trace, as if looking elsewhere, and then he didn't find anyone. He kept a low profile. Turning around, it was precisely because she looked away first that she didn't see the flash of panic in the man's eyes.

Song Xi's ears were very good. When she heard the two people behind her passing by her and walking away, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man's back. The more she looked, the more panicked she became. She was a little surprised, but also a little scared - anyone If she suddenly heard the voice of a dead person reappearing, she would probably have the same reaction as her, but she could bear it.

Yes, that voice just now, Song Xi thought it was Qi Cheng. She didn't interact with Qi Cheng frequently, but it was definitely not infrequent, and people's first impressions can't be deceiving. Familiarity means familiarity, so she was so fierce. He looked back.

It was indeed an Asian face, and his height was almost the same as Qi Cheng's, but that face was not Qi Cheng's at all.

When Qi Cheng and Sheng Qianyu got engaged, there was a lot of fuss. But on the day of the engagement party, Qi Cheng had an accident on the elevated road. He didn't die with no body intact, but he ended up with a completely different ending. I'm afraid not only Song Xi felt something was wrong, but also Qi Cheng and Sheng Qianyu. The Qi family was not related by blood, and the DNA test could not be done, so the matter could only be ignored.

For a moment, a thought came to Song Xi's mind. Could it be that Qi Cheng simply faked his death and then had plastic surgery and lived abroad?

But why would he do this? Wouldn't it be a better choice to marry into the Sheng family?

Song Xi sat where he was, lost in thought. He didn't even notice when George Sheng and Xiaojie came back. George Sheng asked, What are you thinking about?

Song Xi panicked again. She glanced at the innocent and cute Xiaojie sitting beside her. Thinking of the tragic death of He Yusen, she felt that she would rather misunderstand than let go. She leaned next to George Sheng and said into his ear: I just heard a voice that looked very similar to Qi Cheng, but he didn’t look like Qi Cheng.”

Hearing this, the calmness in George Sheng's black pupils was replaced by anger.