Life With You

George Sheng always felt that someone was looking at him from behind. When he turned his head, it was Song Xi who turned over, but with his eyes closed, he was obviously still asleep.

Song Xi should be thankful that she fell asleep again, otherwise George Sheng would have to dig out her eyeballs.

After he put on his clothes, he glanced at Song Xi, who was sleeping soundly on the ground. A meaningful light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and went out.

George Sheng did not open the curtains before leaving, and the room was always dark. Song Xi, who usually only knows the time by light and the alarm clock on his mobile phone, fell asleep without exception.

When she woke up naturally, she slowly opened her eyes. The hair on the carpet brushed the side of her face. She was confused for five seconds. At first, she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and later she felt frightened after she completely woke up.

Where is she? Why is it so dark?

The images of kidnappings and knife fights on the street a while ago came back into his mind. Song Xi was very scared and boldly reached out to touch. As a result, he slapped George Sheng's big bed. The wooden bed felt very soft to the touch. In particular, Song Xi realized almost instantly that this was George Sheng's room. She remembered that she fell asleep here last night.

After learning that it was George Sheng's room, Song Xi not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became even more frightened. The towel was wrapped around her body, and she stood up in a hurry. At this time, her eyesight had adapted to the darkness, and she could vaguely see the surrounding furnishings. The quilt beside the bed was bulging, and for a moment it was hard to see if there was anyone inside.

Song Xi didn't have her cell phone at hand, so she couldn't see the light, so she had to carefully walk to the window and lift the curtains first.

It was already bright outside, and the dazzling light came in. Song Xi squinted her eyes and used the light to look at the bed. George Sheng was not there, and her feelings were only hers. She even scared herself to death.

After five seconds, when he calmed down, Song Xi picked up the remote control next to him and spread all the curtains. The sun was shining brightly outside, and he could feel the warmth through the glass. Song Xi stood in front of the window, squinting his eyes slightly. There was a warm laziness on his face.

She was on vacation today and didn't have to go to work, so she wasn't in a hurry to check the time. She helped George Sheng spread the quilt, put away the bath towels, and simply tidied the coffee table. Song Xi exited the room and returned to the third floor.

It was already past twelve o'clock at noon. Song Xi was sitting beside the bed. Qixi and Coke came over, screaming with hunger.

Song Xi opened canned cats for them first, and then went to the bathroom to take a bath. Fine water drops poured down from her head. Song Xi closed her eyes and carefully recalled the last scene before going to bed last night.

George Sheng wanted to smoke, so she asked him to smoke by the window. As soon as he left, she couldn't help but lay down on the coffee table to catch up on her sleep.

And then...it's now.

She was so sleepy that she slept until dawn without even a dream. The dream... Wait, Song Xi opened her eyes and tried to distinguish between dreams and reality. In the middle of the night, she seemed to see George Sheng changing clothes?

At the time, she thought it was a dream, but now that she thinks about it, she clearly saw it with her own eyes!

After sleeping in his room all night, she also saw him changing clothes. Before last night, Song Xi couldn't even think about it. It was strange that he didn't wake her up.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Han Chunmeng called Song Xi and asked to have dinner and watch a movie together in the evening. Song Xi agreed and then sent a text message to George Sheng asking him what time he would be back in the evening. She had prepared things in advance.

Less than ten seconds after she sent the text message, his call came back.

Song Xi connected, and George Sheng's voice came from inside: I have something to do tonight, I don't know what time I will be back.

Song Xi said: Then I'll cook the soup and put it in the kitchen. Remember to drink it when you come back in the evening. There will also be fruits. I'll cut them and put them in the refrigerator.

George Sheng said: You don't need to remind me, I will call you when I get home.

Song Xi rolled his eyes, endured the anxiety in his heart, and replied in a gentle tone: I have a day off today, it doesn't matter if I stayed up late last night, I have to go to work tomorrow, and there is a relatively important operation... I will give it to you. Get ready, you can find it in the kitchen.

After saying that, Song Xi felt uneasy, and as expected, George Sheng's lukewarm voice came: You said so much, do you want to escape the 'night shift'?

Song Xi quickly replied: It's not about escaping. The key point is that I really can't match your lifestyle.

She goes out early and comes back early, and he goes out late and comes back late. If she wants to take into account his biological clock, she will have to do it unless she doesn't sleep.

I thought that George Sheng was going to say that she was irresponsible, or that she couldn't do it in the first place, so she shouldn't boast, etc., but he was silent on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then suddenly said, Are you free now?

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, then responded: Yes.

George Sheng said: I leave the company at half past seven. If you deliver the things before then, it will save me having to call you at night.

Song Xi immediately looked at the time and replied: Okay, I'll send it to your company.

He said: Is there anything else?

No, just get busy, I won't disturb you anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi went straight to the kitchen. She was making yam and lotus seed soup today. The yam was cut by someone in the supermarket, and the lotus seeds were also peeled. Each white plump fruit was sweet to eat.

While cooking soup, cutting fruit, there was no lunch box at home, so Song Xi could only put it in a crystal bowl and seal it with plastic wrap, thinking about buying a lunch box later.

The soup simmered for more than half an hour. When it came out of the pot, Song Xi added some rock sugar and took a sip. It was very sweet, and George Sheng thought it was just right.

The soup was packed in a thermos cup and put into the backpack together with the fruit bowl. Song Xi hurried out of the house and drove to the city.

At 7:10, Song Xi parked her car downstairs at Haiwei Group and called George Sheng to tell her she was downstairs.

George Sheng said: Come up.

Song Xi was a little surprised and thought he would ask someone to come down and get it.

She asked: What should I say?

Security is very tight downstairs, and no one can get in through the first door without a reservation, let alone the top floor.

George Sheng's answer almost made Song Xi angry. He said: I said hello, takeaway.

Sitting in the car, Song Xi rolled her eyes and tried very hard to keep her face from smiling, and replied: Okay.

Carrying the bag, I entered Haiwei. As expected, I went to the front desk and asked to go to the top floor. The beautiful woman at the front desk smiled and said, Sending takeaway to Mr. Qiao, right?

Song Xi gritted his teeth and smiled, nodding.

She took the elevator to the top floor smoothly. As soon as the elevator door opened, a male assistant looked at her and asked, Is it Mr. Qiao's takeout?

Song Xi forced herself to force out a faint smile and handed over the bag in her hand. She thought she had finally retired, but she didn't expect that the male assistant didn't answer it. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction, Mr. Qiao's office. Over there, take it in yourself.

After saying that, without waiting for Song Xi's reaction, the male assistant walked away.

Song Xi was walking in the carpeted corridor, regretting why she didn't add some poison to the soup, just to poison her to death. She came all the way to deliver food and drinks to him, and he treated her like a delivery boy.

When Song Xi arrived at the door of the CEO's office, before knocking on the door, someone reminded him, Mr. Qiao, do you want takeout? Just go in.