Life With You

Song Xi glanced at George Sheng's hand grabbing her wrist out of the corner of her eye. It was like an electric shock, numbness from the wrist to her heart, affecting half of her body. But seeing nothing strange on George Sheng's face, she couldn't say anything.

After George Sheng ate one, he took the whole bag away from Song Xi. Seeing this, Song Xi said: Look, I said you will definitely like it.

Sitting on the rest chair, Song Xi took another new bag, opened it and ate it.

George Sheng didn't look at her and asked casually: Why do you suddenly want to play ball?

Song Xi said: I'm going to have a party in a while, so I signed up for badminton.

George Sheng's face looked the same, but his tone was a bit ridiculing: Aren't you tired enough from work? The opening party is even more painful than usual.

Song Xi also casually replied: How can I compare with you? The people who go in and out are all gold sales caves, and the feasting and feasting are everywhere. We are having a healthy party, there is no female publicist, and the drinks are mainly drinks.

When George Sheng heard this, his eyes changed slightly, and his voice revealed some displeasure and some provocation: Who are you teasing?

Song Xi pretended not to understand and quickly replied: I don't dare to tease you. It's too late for me to envy you.

George Sheng said: What do you envy? Do you want to be a female publicist?

Song Xi hissed, taking the lead and couldn't help but turn his head and glare at George Sheng.

George Sheng was calm and gentle, more than teasing, so he was not afraid.

Song Xi knew that she was in the wrong and that she was the one who caused the thorn in the first place, so she didn't dare to cause trouble to George Sheng at the moment, so she just pretended to be fake.

After a while, George Sheng took the initiative and said, I thought you were stimulated. It turned out that it was just for a party. Is there a bonus for winning first place?

Song Xi lowered his head and ate a cherry. While chewing, he said, I don't have to take first place, but people I hate can't take first place.

George Sheng was not a person who liked to listen to gossip. During the two seconds of pause, he was debating whether he should ask or not. It was obvious that he still wanted to hear about Song Xi.

Who? he asked.

Song Xi said: A female colleague who has just been transferred from other places is still my classmate in college. She likes to compare with me when I was in school. I have never provoked her, and I don't even talk to her much, but she always I am my imaginary enemy, and as long as it is related to me, no matter it is various exams or assignments, or even some activities organized by the school, she will compete with me.

George Sheng said lightly: You can't compare to her?

Song Xi became anxious at that time, raised her beautiful eyes, and raised her voice by half a point: I'm kidding, who have I lost to?

A smile quickly flashed across George Sheng's eyes, but he said: There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. Those who can say such things as you are either ignorant or too thick-skinned.

Song Xi didn't take it seriously: You clearly know that I am the latter.

She openly admitted that she was thick-skinned, which left George Sheng speechless. It felt like walking in someone else's shoes and leaving others with nowhere to go.

After a few seconds, George Sheng suddenly said: I actually have the urge to go to your party.

Song Xi turned to look at George Sheng and asked seriously: Do you really want to go? We can bring family members to our end-of-year party. The price is calculated on a per-person basis. AA is fine.

Song Xi's unconscious words of family caused a huge stir in George Sheng's heart.

Until now, their closest relationship had been just friends, but now, she said he was family.

Song Xi didn't notice George Sheng's strangeness, and continued to encourage him: If you have time, you can really come. We will also have interactive games with family members later. It can't be said to be very interesting, but you must Never participated.”

George Sheng asked calmly: Do you want me to go?

Song Xi nodded without hesitation: I think you are too pitiful.

Pitiful?

George Sheng looked at Song Xi, his eyes full of seriousness and alertness at any time.

Song Xi knew that he was going to get angry again, but she still said sincerely: On the way here today, I chatted with Yuanbao. He said that you have been very busy recently. I joked that you were making money again and rushing for performance at the end of the year. In fact, I know that the dinners and parties you are going to attend must be social events that you cannot refuse. Since they are social events, most likely they are for work.

You see, I'm usually very busy at work, but when I'm not working, I'm really happy. I don't have many friends, but it's better to have some intimate conversations with me. When you're unhappy, there are people who care about your mood, and you know To make you happy.”

As he said that, Song Xi glanced at George Sheng and gently moved the corners of his lips: I'm not you, and I'm not qualified to judge whether you are as happy as me, but I think you will be happy and have fun, and I want to take you with me. Together, let’s just relax after work.”

There was clearly distress in Song Xi's beautiful eyes, and George Sheng couldn't express the feeling in his heart. He knew it was warmth, but he didn't want to be 'poored' by a woman who was not as tall as the tip of his nose, so he suppressed all the feelings in his heart. Thrilling, he replied with a straight face: Between making money and attending your hospital party, who do you think a poor man like me would choose?

What does it mean for a man to have the most poisonous mouth? George Sheng's words seemed to be self-deprecating, but in fact they were all meant to ridicule Song Xi.

Song Xi heard what he meant and knew what he meant, so he shrugged his shoulders readily and said calmly: I am making a friendly suggestion, do you want to go see you?

Just now we said we were family members, now we are friends again...

When Song Xi said he was pitiful, he was not so angry. His black pupils sank. George Sheng remained calm at first. After a while, he stood up from the bench first and walked to the badminton court.

Song Xi's butt was still hot from sitting, and she wanted to rest for two more minutes. George Sheng opposite had already picked up the racket, looking impatient.

Hurrying slowly, she stuffed the last few honey cherries into her mouth, and Song Xi walked quickly to the court.

George Sheng held the ball, and Song Xi stretched his arms with serious eyes: Come on, I just...

Before she could finish her words, the white badminton was flying quickly. Song Xi quickly got up to catch it. He was very strong, the speed of the ball was very fast, and the ball was very powerful. Song Xi's racket touched the ball. Just feel it.

She successfully caught the first shot, and George Sheng easily responded to the second shot. Song Xi found the right angle and wanted to hit a smash, but at such a tricky angle, George Sheng saved him without much effort.

The two of them had played the ball back and forth seven or eight times. For Song Xi, every ball was difficult and dangerous. She was scared and at the same time very excited. At least she could catch George Sheng's ball. The ball was not picked up like in the first half.

However, Song Xi always thought of George Sheng so simply.

Firstly, he was not letting off steam; secondly, he did not try his best, so what did he mean?

Song Xi was rescued by George Sheng after several smashes. Unexpectedly, he suddenly exerted force and the white ball flew toward Song Xi's body at an incredible speed. Song Xi saw it with his own eyes, but he had no time to react.

The head of the ball hit her chest below the collarbone. The pain accounted for four points, but the anger instantly surged to ninety-six points.

As a golfer, the most insulting thing is when the ball hits you.

She was not angry with George Sheng, but angry with herself for being hopeless and incompetent.