Life With You

Can you think about it? Song Xi remembers things early, and she has always been deeply impressed by the things that happened when she was about four or five years old. The little boy who waited for her at the entrance of the kindergarten every day and would not let him in until he saw her coming; that kindergarten obviously gave out money every day Fruit snacks, but also a little boy brought from home to share with her; the 'silly boy' vowed that he would also protect her when he grew up.

Although he went abroad not long after he entered elementary school, Song Xi could see him every year in the future. In the past four or five years, it was said that he was very busy studying abroad, and Song Xi also worked. So we haven't seen each other again, but the relationship is still the same as when we were children.

When she was young, girls were taller than boys. Song Xi remembered that they were almost the same at that time, unlike now. She just hit him at the tip of his nose and gave him a hug. There was a thick smile on her face. Before she could say anything, What, I just heard a voice coming from behind: Did I disturb you?

Even Song Xi could hear this sound.

She instinctively turned her head to look, and sure enough, George Sheng, dressed in black, appeared at the door. He didn't look at her, only stared at the man with his arms on her back.

Song Xi glanced around, and after regaining consciousness, he hurriedly introduced: Brother Liangliang, this is George Sheng from Haiwei Group, my friend.

After saying that, she looked at George Sheng again, This is Uncle Ye's son...

The name should have been added at the end, but Song Xi was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at the man next to him and whispered: What is your name?

She had called him Brother Liangliang since she was a child, but she actually forgot his name.

The man smiled fondly at Song Xi, then walked up to George Sheng, stretched out his hand, and said politely: Hello, Ye Zuti.

George Sheng stared into the man's eyes, raised the corners of his lips with a slight arc, and stretched out his hand, Hello, George Sheng.

Ye Zuti turned sideways, stretched out his hand and made a 'please' gesture, My dad has something to do over there, so let me come over first, and he will arrive soon.

George Sheng walked in. When he passed Song Xi, he didn't even raise his eyebrows, let alone interact with her.

Song Xi felt a little uncomfortable, but she was used to it, and there was nothing strange on her face.

Ye Zuti walked up to her, raised his hand and touched her back naturally, and said to her: Go sit down.

Song Xi was very surprised to see him and laughed softly: I don't even know what your name is.

Ye Zuti smiled and said: Except for my family, no one calls me by my nickname. When you called me just now, I immediately thought of when you were a child, you had a pink cloak and a hat with a white ball. Every time As soon as you see me, call me Brother Liangliang.

Song Ximei's eyes widened slightly, Do you still remember?

Ye Zu asked: Why don't you remember? You had a pair of gloves that you liked very much when you were a child, with little rabbits knitted on them.

Every sentence is a picture. The smile on Song Xi's face and the curvature of her eyes are the best expression of excitement.

George Sheng, who was walking in front, heard everything in his ears, his eyes deep.

When he arrived at the table, Ye Zuti, as the host, motioned for George Sheng to sit down. George Sheng was not polite, pulled out the chair and sat down directly.

Mr. Qiao, what would you like to drink? Ye Zu asked.

George Sheng said, I can do whatever I want.

Ye Zuti glanced at Song Xi. After all, George Sheng came as a friend of Song Xi. Song Xi followed the trend, took out a bag from behind, and said, This is Tieguanyin for Uncle Ye, just in time for the waiter. Go make a pot and let everyone have a taste.

Ye Zuti responded: Okay.

He called the waiter over and brought the tea to make tea. There were only three people on the large round table. Ye Zuti said with a smile: Xiao Xi, please introduce him to me. I'm not familiar with Mr. Qiao.

Song Xi quickly glanced at George Sheng. He was still the same. Even with a polite smile on his face, his whole body still exuded an aura of coldness and alienation from the inside out.

Bite the bullet, Song Xixiao said, My good friend, you must have heard of Haiwei Group, right? It's his family's company.

Ye Zuti nodded, Of course I have heard of it. There is also a subsidiary of Haiwei in the United States, which is mainly engaged in electronic technology. In March this year, it entered the biomedical industry.

Song Xi said: Haiwei Group has just won a piece of land from the government in the outer ring for the medical industry. After completion, it will become the largest private hospital in Night City and even the country. The model will be similar to the commercial medical care that has emerged in foreign countries in recent years. , but it will be adjusted according to national conditions. In short, after completion, it will largely share the problems of Night City's high population density and difficulty in medical treatment, and it will benefit the people and business.

With a smile on his face, Ye Zuti looked at George Sheng and said, Mr. Qiao has done something like this at such a young age. It's really admirable.

George Sheng smiled lightly and said, Mr. Ye, you're welcome. In business, you can make money and do some good things, so everyone is still willing to do it.

Ye Zuti smiled and said: I appreciate Mr. Qiao's honesty. I was just thinking about why Mr. Qiao wants to enter the medical industry. Could it be that Xiao Xi is in this industry and gave you some advice?

Hearing this, George Sheng cast his eyes on Song Xi for the first time tonight. Song Xi felt his gaze and didn't know how to respond for a while, so she had to temporarily cover it up by drinking water.

George Sheng said: She loves her profession very much, almost to the point of what we often call obsession. She obviously studies Western medicine, but she still wants to show off her talent in Chinese medicine. I can't sleep. Well, I couldn’t sleep at night, and she couldn’t sleep because of all the tossing. Ask her what she did to me?

Song Xi didn't expect that George Sheng, who had always been a man of few words, would say so much as soon as he opened his mouth. The key point... What's the fuss and not the fuss? If you say this clearly, it will sound ambiguous!

Sure enough, Ye Zuti was obviously surprised, and then looked at Song Xi. Song Xi subconsciously raised the corners of his lips and replied calmly: He has an old problem with insomnia. I have been preparing Chinese medicine for him recently. , drinking Chinese medicine to regulate his body, he is afraid of hardship and has been complaining about me.

Ye Zuti is also a person who reacts quickly. When he heard this, he knew that the two of them lived together and their relationship was not as simple as being good friends.

With a smile on his face, he continued to talk about Chinese medicine.

At six fifty-eight, the waiter opened the door and leaned forward to let in Ye Hongjin, who had taken advantage of the time.

Seeing his figure, the three people at the table stood up. Naturally, Song Xi came forward to say hello first. Ye Hongjin was also very happy to see her. After a few words of greeting, his eyes fell on George Sheng.

Song Xi introduced the two of them, and with her as the bridge between them, they would get twice the result with half the effort.

During the dinner, Ye Hongjin chatted with George Sheng, and Song Xi chatted with Ye Zuti. George Sheng seemed casual, but in fact he had been paying attention to Song Xi. How happy was he to see her laughing so hard that her eyes were gone?

Ye Hongjin also tilted his head and said to Song Xi with a smile: Xiao Xi, you and Liangliang haven't seen each other for several years, right?

Song Xi nodded, Yes, I really miss Brother Liangliang.

George Sheng's eyes turned cold.