Life With You

As if someone had cast a spell, George Sheng froze in place and couldn't move. After he regained consciousness, he immediately pulled back the quilt and wrapped Song Xi tightly. Song Xi was still coughing, so he reached out to pat her. He patted her back. In fact, it only took three seconds for him to look at her body, but these three seconds seemed to be frozen and seemed so long that his heartbeat was still erratic and his whole body felt a little... unusual.

Song Xi was choked so much that his Tianling Gael was smoking, and his lungs were bursting from the cough. His eyes were full of tears. He finally took a breath and slowly turned his head to look at that familiar but unreal handsome face.

Her breath was flowing like silk, she blushed and said: If you want me to die, you don't have to use this method...

George Sheng didn't look at her face, just laid her down, and replied with a sullen face: I helped you wrongly?

Song Xi's heavy eyelids were drooped and his eyes were half-open and half-closed. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he was uninterested.

George Sheng didn't give her a chance to talk nonsense, and said with a face: Leave it alone.

After that, she turned around and left. Song Xi wanted to turn over to him, but this action was too laborious. Halfway through turning over, she fell asleep again.

Song Xi had a dream. In the dream, George Sheng was sitting by the bed and drying her hair. Song Xi laughed out loud. Is this a dream or a nightmare?

George Sheng went downstairs and took a cold shower. He stood under the shower head. He closed his eyes and let the fine water droplets wash down every part of his body. Suddenly he opened his eyes, because with his eyes closed he was filled with Song. It wasn't the first time he saw Xi's white body, but this time... he actually had a reaction.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and George Sheng himself felt ridiculous. Song Xi, Song Yuanqing's daughter, a woman who posed as an angel in white in front of a person, and could make him so angry behind his back that he was still burning like a white radish. He was so angry with him. Did she react?

George Sheng felt that he might have been infected by her, and he was feverish and confused, but his body's reaction was the most honest, reminding him all the time that he was reacting!

Forty minutes later, George Sheng went up to the third floor again. The door was not closed and he walked in. Song Xi was sleeping peacefully on the bed. He came to the bedside and probed the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand.

Song Xi, whose eyes were closed one second, opened them the next. From the look of her, she had already woken up.

George Sheng was caught off guard by her stare, and he panicked in his heart, but his handsome face was calm. He calmly retracted his hand, opened his thin lips, and said lukewarmly: Are you awake?

Song Xi stared at him without blinking, making George Sheng feel guilty. He didn't know what she was thinking. Could it be that she wanted to question him about taking off his clothes and lifting the quilt?

He had already made up his mind about what to say, but Song Xi slowly opened his mouth and asked aloud: Did you blow dry my hair?

George Sheng was flustered again. He could never guess what she would say next second.

Trying to keep his expression calm, George Sheng asked after three seconds without answering: What do you want to say?

He secretly put up a guard, as if he was afraid that Song Xi would find his weak spot.

Song Xiping was lying on the bed. Although her fever had gone away, her body was still weak. Her lips opened and she whispered softly: No, I was confused.

George Sheng's face was pale, If you're hungry, go downstairs. The food is down there.

He felt inexplicably nervous in his heart. He couldn't explain why. He just didn't want to be stared at by Song Xi. It seemed that something would be exposed if he was stared at by her for a long time.

Glancing at the potion bottle on the side, George Sheng said expressionlessly: Hurry up and call me, there is another bottle.

After saying that, he turned around and left. After taking just one step, Song Xi's voice suddenly came from behind him, I didn't tell you anything, did I?

She felt that George Sheng was a bit strange. He had turned a blind eye to her before, but now he was so kind to her... In fact, she couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. She dreamed that George Sheng was blow-drying her hair, but in reality it seemed that George Sheng was blow-drying her hair. He carried her from the door to the room.

She couldn't tell whether it was true or false, false or true, so she might as well ask clearly to avoid misunderstanding.

George Sheng turned his back to Song Xi. She didn't see the flash of light that quickly passed through his eyes. When he turned around, he looked at her. His cold face changed from that of a coffin board, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips at her, saying something back. Said: You said it.

Song Xi felt agitated all over, wondering if this was a dream within a dream.

Seeing the obvious confusion and suspicion in her eyes, George Sheng said without changing his expression and his heart not beating: You told me you were sorry.

Seeing the way he was holding back his pride and pretending to be aloof, Song Xi couldn't help but frown slightly, Did I tell you I'm sorry?

George Sheng gave a serious 'hmm', and then said: Since you took the initiative to apologize, I am not a difficult person to get along with. Let the past matter be in the past.

Song Xi:

Looking at the person on the bed, George Sheng continued: I don't know what kind of person I am in your heart, but I don't accept hard words. As long as you are willing to bow your head, I will not be stingy with a word of forgiveness.

Song Xi was confused. What happened while she was asleep? When did she apologize to George Sheng? Seeing how he looks like I forgive you now, how can she have the nerve to provoke and say that she doesn't remember? Wouldn't that mean another war?

After thinking about it, Song Xiwei sighed secretly, and after suffering the loss, he replied aloud: Thank you for helping me find a doctor.

George Sheng said: You're welcome.

Song Xi's head buzzed. It was over. George Sheng suddenly became so polite. She couldn't accept it for a while, or else she was still dreaming.

In fact, it was very simple to test whether he was still in a dream. Song Xi looked at George Sheng and said tentatively: Are you sick too?

George Sheng looked at her without blinking, with a look in his eyes, analyzing another way of saying what she said, whether it was 'Are you sick? ’

Song Xi got her wish and saw George Sheng's gloomy face. This feeling was simply refreshing. She immediately changed the subject and said, Oh, I'm afraid that you will be infected by me. There is medicine in the storage room downstairs. You If you feel uncomfortable, take the medicine first.

George Sheng said: Take care of yourself.

Song Xi pursed his lips and couldn't speak.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of him turning around and walking out. Song Xi felt an indescribable relief in his heart. It was like a big stone that had been pressing on his chest recently was suddenly moved away by Yu Gong. How could one describe the feeling of relief.

Outside the door, George Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. He never thought that one day, he would have to cheat each other to find a place for each other. In fact, at that time, he was just in a hurry. After saying this, He felt embarrassed, but when Song Xi started talking to him and the two settled their differences, he suddenly felt that the method was not important, the result was the most important.

Both of them had been struggling for so long, injuring the enemy ten thousand, and damaging themselves eight thousand, and no one was spared...forget it.

He is a man, and men should be more generous and forgive her.