Life With You

When George Sheng came home at night and saw the lights on the first floor of the villa turned on, he knew that Song Xi had returned.

When he opened the door, he heard his voice before he saw him: Get rich, come down, don't be afraid, I'm here.

George Sheng put down the keys, changed his shoes and walked in. He turned his head and looked at the stairs. Song Xi placed Facai halfway up the stairs. She stood below, clapping her hands and coaxing it to go down the stairs.

Hearing the footsteps and turning his head, Song Xi said: You don't say Hei Bei is smart, why can't you go down the stairs?

George Sheng silently walked to the storage room and grabbed a handful of dog food. Then in front of Song Xi, he put some on the shelf under the stairs where Fortune was located, and then tapped it with his fingers.

Fa Cai wanted to eat but didn't dare to come down. He was so anxious that his fleshy body shook: Woof~woof~

George Sheng continued to seduce, and Fa Cai finally put out a paw, and moved his black nose forward, just enough to reach the dog food. After eating, he retracted his paw decisively.

George Sheng placed a handful of dog food on the next cell, and Fa Cai stood on top to watch. Even Song Xi could see the urgency in his eyes.

Touching the open space next to the dog food with his finger, George Sheng bent his slender body, and Song Xi voiced from the side: Tsk, tsk, come down quickly.

Fa Cai is really greedy. His two paws came down first, but his legs were still hanging on the upper shelf. He lay down like this for one shelf, and then reached for the dog food on the next shelf.

George Sheng played step by step, and it only took a minute or two to make a fortune from the initial temptation to the subsequent mastery.

When it came to the last square, George Sheng generously gave all the dog food.

Seeing Fu Cai eating so hungry and thirsty, Song Xi couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, people die for money and birds die for food.

George Sheng straightened up: Otherwise? Do you rely on your verbal encouragement?

Song Xi raised her eyes and looked at him: Why are you back so soon? Didn't you go to the movies?

George Sheng looked at the expression on Song Xi's face, and there was clearly amusement in her eyes.

Opening his thin lips, George Sheng teased: Are you afraid that I will come back and affect your dog training?

Song Xi grinned and said with a smile: Are you in a good mood today?

George Sheng remained vigilant and did not answer.

Song Xi said directly: You even came to my place to explain. It's so embarrassing. I even doubted whether I met a fake you.

George Sheng said: You are so generous and pretend to be a stranger.

Song Xi said proudly: That's right, I know how to look at people.

George Sheng said: You give me face, of course I will give you face.

Song Xi nodded happily: Be loyal and be a good friend.

George Sheng was noncommittal.

Not only did this episode not affect the relationship between the two, but it actually made the relationship between the two better because it was handled properly.

George Sheng stepped upstairs, and Fa Cai followed him. Song Xi said, I boiled sweet milk and brought you a cup.

Two minutes later, Song Xi came to George Sheng's room. He was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. Song Xi put the milk beside the bed and asked in passing, How have you been sleeping recently?

George Sheng said: Same as usual.

Song Xi hesitated for a moment and then said, Just improving your diet and drinking something like this is definitely not enough. You don't want to take medicine, so you should consider external treatment.

George Sheng asked: How to treat it? Those acupuncture and cupping you mentioned?

Song Xi said: Acupuncture needles acupuncture points, and cupping just sucks a little bit of your flesh. It doesn't hurt. What are you afraid of?

George Sheng said: I'm afraid you're not good enough.

Song Xi almost sneered: I went to medical school when I was fourteen, and I cured all the ailments in our dormitory, ranging from headaches and brain fever to beauty treatments. I even cured snoring.

There was obvious doubt in George Sheng's eyes: How did you treat it?

Song Xi replied calmly: Push the pillow to the highest point and stop snoring if it gets stuck in your neck.

When George Sheng heard this, he immediately turned around and wanted to leave. Song Xi hurriedly said: Hey, it was just a joke, I don't understand humor.

George Sheng said: Don't even think about doing experiments on me.

Song Xi did have this idea. She had never been cured of insomnia, not to mention that he still had a stubborn disease, which was very challenging for her.

Now that George Sheng had categorically interrupted her thoughts, Song Xi had no choice but to walk out in frustration.

When George Sheng saw this, he suddenly said: Where are the things?

Um?

You didn't say you wanted to give me something?

Song Xi was stunned for a few seconds: Ah, I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me.

Looking at George Sheng, Song Xi asked, Are you sure you want it?

What?

You go in and take a shower first, I'll get it for you later.

Song Xi was mysterious. George Sheng glanced at her and turned into the bathroom.

Song Xi saw the bathroom door closed and ran out quickly.

George Sheng took a shower quickly, and it only took more than ten minutes including drying his hair. When he opened the door, he accidentally looked up and saw that he was standing on the same spot.

It was originally a white bed, but now it turned into a dark blue bed in the blink of an eye.

He has been stubbornly wearing black since he was a child, but his bed is white. It has been a habit for more than 20 years. Now, he feels that his bed is so strange.

Song Xi had returned to the third floor and was leaning on the bedside, petting the cat, when her cell phone rang, and without exception it was George Sheng calling.

Feeling unspeakable uneasiness in her heart, Song Xi picked up the phone and answered it after a long while: Hello?

Her voice was cautious, and George Sheng's voice came: Is this the surprise you were talking about?

Song Xi hurriedly said: Calm down first, don't think about rejection. The color blue will gradually calm your emotions. When you look at the bed, doesn't it look like the sea? The sea can tolerate everything and absorb all negative emotions. Just lie on it, relax, take a deep breath, and don’t think about anything...

Song Xiba talked for a long time, but George Sheng only had two words: Come down.

After that, he hung up the phone.

Song Xi was holding a mobile phone, and her heart went cold. Qixi and Coke were curled up on her legs, and she muttered to herself: Babys, you will lose your biological mother and godmother.

Even so, Song Xi didn't dare to delay for too long, so he got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked from the third floor to the second floor.

Song Xi's worst-case scenario was that George Sheng scolded her for touching his bed on her own initiative and asked her to lay it out and then take it away. If that was the case... then she would have to suffer the consequences on her own.

But Song Xi didn't expect that when she came in, George Sheng was already sitting by the bed, reading as usual, holding a book in his hand.

Without raising his head, George Sheng opened his thin lips: How much sugar did you put in the milk?

Song Xi paused slightly, then replied: I put a lot of it in. She was afraid it wasn't sweet enough.

As a result, George Sheng said: Try it yourself, it's so sweet.

Yeah?

Song Xi really walked over, picked up the cup and took a sip. It was a little sweet, but not too sweet. He loved sweets.

With this thought in her heart, Song Xi did not dare to say: There is still milk downstairs, I will make you another cup.

George Sheng lowered his head to read and did not respond.

After boiling another glass of milk for him, George Sheng let her go back to sleep. Neither of them mentioned the sheets and quilt.

When he was alone, George Sheng would always get distracted while reading. If he had nothing to say about the sea, he would not feel safe even sitting next to him, always afraid of sinking.