Life With You

Song Xi had a meal with Qi Wei at noon. When she was about to pay the bill, she remembered that she didn't bring a bag at all. She wanted to pay with her mobile phone. Of course, Qi Wei didn't give her this chance, and he bought the order midway.

They took a taxi to take her back to the hospital. When they got to the hospital entrance, Song Xi got out of the car and Qi Wei lowered the window and said to her, I won't send you in.

Song Xi said: Okay, your legs and feet are also inconvenient.

Qi Wei said angrily: Keep your voice down, master thinks there is something wrong with my congenital nature.

As he spoke, he turned his head seriously and explained to the driver: I have a broken bone and it can be cured.

The driver smiled, and Song Xi gave him a speechless roll of his eyes.

Come in quickly. Qi Wei smiled at Song Xi.

Song Xi waved to him and turned to leave. As soon as she turned around, she suddenly thought of something and turned around immediately: Hey.

Qi Wei immediately said to the driver: Wait a minute.

Song Xi took off his coat and handed it in through the car window: I almost forgot.

Qi Wei said: You can wear it.

Song Xi said: You should keep your clothes on. Don't catch a cold when you turn around. I really don't know whether I should send you to the orthopedics department or the outpatient department.

Qi Wei looked at Song Xi, who was wearing a thin white coat, and urged: I won't tell you anymore, just leave. I'll ask you to come out another day.

Ok, bye.

Song Xi smiled and waved to him, turned around and trotted into the hospital.

Qi Wei watched her leave. After a while, he raised the car window and told the driver where she was going. The driver smiled and said, You are so young and beautiful, and you are still working at Xiehe. No wonder you have to be picked up and dropped off by a car even if you are not very good at walking.

There was a faint smile on Qi Wei's handsome face and he said nothing.

The driver asked directly: How long have you been chasing?

Qi Wei said: It didn't take long.

The driver said: She is beautiful, and you are handsome too. Don't be afraid of not being able to catch up. Take your time.

Hearing this, Qi Wei's lips curved up inexplicably, and after a few seconds he replied: It would be better if she only looked at her face.

Song Xi ran back to the hospital, feeling cold and hot, and shivering. Holding her mobile phone, she hesitated to call George Sheng.

If she didn't fight, she would feel unhappy and always wanted to ask clearly; if she did, she would be afraid that the answer she would get would not be what she wanted.

In the final analysis, she did not believe 100% in George Sheng.

While he was struggling, a young nurse walked quickly towards him and told Song Xi to go to the deputy director's office and Ding Huiqin to find her.

This interruption, there was another surgery in the afternoon, I was busy with other things, and it was time to get off work in a blink of an eye.

Han Chunmeng asked Song Xi to go home for dinner, but Song Xi made excuses to refuse. It wasn't because she didn't have time, but because she didn't know how to face Gu Dongxu.

Arriving at the parking lot and getting into the car, Song Xi stopped nagging and decisively called George Sheng. The call got through. After thinking for a long time, George Sheng didn't answer.

Song Xi was a little impatient, so she immediately sent him another text message, asking him to reply to her after seeing it.

After sending the text message, Song Xi waited for ten minutes. George Sheng didn't reply, so she had to drive home first.

It was past twelve o'clock at night, Qixi and Coke were sleeping together in the nest, and the little wolfdog was curled up on the carpet beside the bed. It was growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Before, it was only as long as a forearm, but now it has grown more than half of an arm. , the ears also went from completely drooped to half erect and half drooped now.

Song Xi leaned on the bed, with a computer and a lot of information on his lap, but his eyes were in a daze looking at the sleeping little wolfdog.

She had to admit that Gu Dongxu's words disturbed her all day long, and her mind was filled with thoughts about this matter. She expected the best result, but it was a misunderstanding; she also prepared for the worst, in case it turned out to be true. of.

If it is true, then she must re-examine Gu Dongxu's words, and must admit that although she and George Sheng live in the same world, they are not from the same world at all. She can't do it, even if the female reporter I have never met her, but this is a matter of principle.

Thinking of having a headache, Song Xi picked up her phone for the nth time and turned on the screen. There were no text messages or missed answers. She didn't know what George Sheng was doing and whether he had no time to reply to her, but she had exhausted all her patience. In the end, he was beaten again.

The connecting sound of 'beep~beep~beep~' came from the phone, and each sound was so slow, making people nervous. Song Xi was not even sure whether she wanted him to answer or not.

However, this time, after seven rings, George Sheng's voice suddenly came from inside: Hello?

Song Xi's heart lifted, her hand holding the phone tightened, her mind went blank, and she asked aloud: Where are you?

In fact, she didn't want to ask him where he was at all, maybe deep down she wanted to ask him if it was inconvenient to speak now.

Sure enough, George Sheng said in a calm voice: Is something wrong?

Song Xi's heartbeat was beating like a drum. She knew why she was nervous, so she hesitated for a moment, lowered her gaze and said, Well, I have something to ask you.

George Sheng remained silent, waiting for her to say.

Song Xi also took the risk and asked bluntly: What happened to the reporter who went to the cemetery to secretly take photos that day?

After waiting for a few seconds, George Sheng didn't answer and asked: Why do you ask this?

Song Xi couldn't sell Gu Dongxu, so he replied: I suddenly remembered.

She almost blurted out the question, asking casually, but then she thought about it. The call to him in the middle of the night, plus the previous phone calls and text messages, how could it be impromptu?

George Sheng was silent on the phone. Song Xi knew that he didn't believe it, but she couldn't think of any other excuse. Forget it, she was too lazy to cover it up.

Nothing special.

After waiting for a few seconds, Song Xi waited for such a painless answer.

She was unwilling to give in, and everyone on the left and right had already spoken. If she hadn't heard his answer personally, this matter would have been difficult to deal with.

He was hesitant before, but at this moment Song Xi was decisive and asked: You caught someone and you just let him go without taking care of him?

George Sheng was not a fool. How could he not hear the temptation in her words? He simply said directly: What do you want to say? Just say it.

Song Xi heard his displeasure and replied: Have you ever asked anyone to touch a female reporter?

George Sheng said: What do you call bumping?

Song Xi was a little angry because he was obviously provoking.

Song Xi lowered his face at some point, and said in a deep voice: Has the female reporter lost her virginity?

There was an obvious pause on George Sheng's side, and Song Xi's heart dropped, but she was still waiting for his answer.

How is she doing? What does it have to do with you? Do you know her?

Song Xi held the phone, her expression blurring between anger and forbearance, her pursed lips opened, and she repeated her previous words: Let me ask you, has the female reporter ever lost her virginity?

She knew her tone was bad and she had reached the point of questioning.

Who dares to talk to George Sheng like this? What's more, what is her identity?

She is a mud Buddha crossing the river, and she still wants to worry about the hearts of strangers. This behavior seems like a saint, but this is Song Xi's final bottom line. If George Sheng really does it, she will not be able to live with such a person. .

In the silent night, the cell phone showed that the call was in progress. Song Xi waited for a long time, but the voice that responded to her was not George Sheng's voice, but a woman's moaning sound that was so deep in her bones that the sound was not too loud, but Song Xi heard it clearly. When she arrived, she seemed confused at first and didn't react at all. Just when she was in a daze, the same voice came over frequently, even one voice was louder than the other.

Song Xi's brain short-circuited for a moment, and then she hung up the phone without thinking about anything.