Life With You

Song Xijue's George Sheng was simply unreasonable. She looked at him without blinking. She tried hard to suppress her anger and asked, Who asked me to help?

George Sheng said: I asked you to find Ye Hongjin, but I didn't ask you to follow his son.

The breadth and depth of writing lies in the fact that in the same sentence, if one word is different, the entire meaning is different.

stick?

Song Xi was instantly offended by this word and couldn't bear it anymore. She laughed angrily, In your eyes, good relationships mean being flattery?

After that, without waiting for George Sheng's answer, she sneered and replied: Our Song family is not as good as before, but I am not so depressed that I take the initiative to stick to others.

Who is she for?

If apart from the true childhood friendship, there is one percent water content, is it not for him?

But George Sheng said, Aren't you sticking to me now?

Posting here is equivalent to relying on it.

Song Xi looked straight at George Sheng, feeling like a lump in his throat for a moment, unable to say a word.

Yes, she was indeed relying on him, so she was subject to his cynicism.

In fact, George Sheng wanted to say, it is enough for you to stick to me alone. Who is Ye Zuti? Why did she come here, but she couldn't say that. Seeing the frustration and hurt that could not be concealed in her eyes for a while, George Sheng regretted it a little. Didn't he agree not to be the same as her?

Angry, Song Xi only took a deep look at George Sheng. After a few seconds, she turned around and left without saying a word. George Sheng's Adam's apple twitched slightly, looking at her back, without thinking much, he opened his long legs and chased after her. , reached out and took her arm.

Song Xi swung her elbow suddenly, and most people would have been hit in the chest by her, but what does George Sheng do? Tong Hao and Yuan Bao barely managed to tie with him. He reacted subconsciously and immediately raised his hand to block. He didn't use much strength, but Song Xi, who had thin arms and legs, immediately felt a stinging pain in his elbow, which was also pulled. The scalp nerve actually hit her numb muscles.

Unable to cry out, Song Xi's facial features wrinkled up in unbearable pain, and his body bent up in pain, wanting to squat down.

George Sheng was really embarrassed now. Yes, it was embarrassing. He didn't catch up with her to hit her.

Seeing that she was in pain, George Sheng let go of his hand. Song Xi squatted down on the spot, covering his left elbow with his right hand and burying his face in his arm. George Sheng looked down at her, neither complaining nor coaxing for a moment, he took it seriously. He was so panicked that he remained calm.

A waiter passed by in the corridor and saw George Sheng four or five meters away. There was obviously no turning point, but George Sheng glanced at him and forced the waiter to think quickly and turn around and walk back.

George Sheng put his hands in his trouser pockets. As soon as the waiter left, he lowered his eyes to look at Song Xi. She squatted there motionless, her face buried, and her expression could not be seen.

Pursing his lips, he bent down and pulled her arm. Song Xi was very stubborn and shrugged again.

George Sheng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: Who are you playing with?

Song Xi remained silent. After a few seconds, he raised his head, stood up on his own, and walked forward without looking at him.

George Sheng actually cried when he saw her eyelashes were wet from the side.

The two of them were walking in tandem, two meters apart. Song Xi was walking and took out her mobile phone. George Sheng didn't know what she was doing until she suddenly changed her tone and said in a nonchalant manner: Brother Liangliang. , I'm sorry, I have something to do here temporarily, I have to rush over...

Ye Zuti was surrounded by beauties, so of course she didn't need Song Xi to accompany her. Song Xi smiled and responded, Okay, I'll contact you another day and I'll treat you to dinner.

After hanging up, she put away her phone and went straight to the elevator not far away.

George Sheng stood with her at the elevator entrance, looking sideways at her and said, If you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, just say it, what shame will you lose?

Song Xi didn't even look at him, but actually replied: I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. His tone was calm, and if his face wasn't expressionless, you wouldn't have heard the sarcasm.

George Sheng said with a sullen face: Don't talk sarcastically with me here.

Song Xi's chest rose and fell slightly as she took a deep breath, and suddenly turned sideways to face George Sheng. She raised her lips and replied with a smile: Otherwise, what should I say? You're right, I'm sticking to you now, You must always know how to understand the current situation, and don’t really offend you one day, and you will die without knowing it.”

When George Sheng saw her smiling face, he was so angry that his liver ached.

No one has ever dared to lose face with him, no one dared to shrug him off, and no one dared to ridicule him to his face.

Only Song Xi pressed her against him one by one. Was she afraid of offending him? He saw that the last thing she was afraid of was annoying him!

She was smiling, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened. Song Xi stepped in, then turned around and pressed the floor.

There was a strong impulse for a moment, and George Sheng almost rushed in. He thought... But seeing her slightly lowered gaze and pursed lips, George Sheng endured it again. He turned around and left. The elevator door was still open. Before it was completely closed, Song Xi caught a glimpse of his leaving figure from the corner of her eye, and tears fell down.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and his eyes were wet again just after wiping them. The unspeakable grievance in Song Xi's heart seemed to be stronger than ever before.

After leaving the forbidden city, Song Xi wanted to take a taxi, but where could she go? This kind of going around in circles, as if there was no place to secretly wipe her tears at the end, was so sad that Song Xi choked up.

She stood on the street, a taxi stopped in front of her, and the driver was checking whether she wanted to leave.

Song Xi lowered his head deeply, opened the back door, sat in, and told him a location.

Half an hour later, the car stopped. Song Xi gave money and got out of the car. Then she walked forward with her eyes lowered. She returned to the government community. She had no other thoughts and just wanted to go back to her home.

The key card in her hand was still valid. She swiped the card and entered the community. She walked forward slowly and finally came to the familiar floor. Song Xi subconsciously looked up. She didn't think much about it until she saw the dark floor. , the light turned out to be bright.

Song Xi was in a daze for a moment, knowing that there was absolutely no way she could be wrong, but she still looked around, and finally at the unit number. Yes, this was her home.

But why are the lights upstairs turned on?

Is it possible that Song Yuanqing is back?

Song Xi only had this thought in her mind, and without even thinking about it, she quickly swiped her card and went upstairs.

This was the first time she had gone upstairs since Song Yuanqing's accident. In the past, she couldn't think of anything, so she only dared to stand downstairs and take a look.

The elevator door opened, and Song Xi looked at the familiar fire hydrant in front of her. She vaguely felt that this was a normal day. She came back from get off work and opened the door to go home. Maybe Lao Song had no social activities today and was watching the news at home.

No one knew how Song Xi felt when she stood in front of her house but didn't dare to ring the doorbell. Reason told her that this was not a dream and it was impossible for Old Song to come back, but she still had to deceive herself. What if it was? If the door opens, Song Yuanqing stands there and asks her why she came back so late today?

Everything is possible, right?

After taking deep breaths for an unknown number of times, Song Xi finally pressed the doorbell. Not long after, a female voice came from the door: Who is it?