Life With You

Song Xi held the phone and her first reaction was that it was fake! There must be a fake George Sheng opposite, or else what she thinks is different from what he thinks.

Blushing and heart pounding, Song Xi asked shamelessly: What are you trying?

George Sheng paused for a few seconds, and then replied in a low voice: Shameless...

His voice was magnetic and pleasant, with an unprecedented emotion similar to... embarrassment. Song Xiteng suddenly blushed and her whole body went numb. It was clearly him who took the initiative, but now it seemed like she was teasing. Same as him.

Before Song Xi could answer, George Sheng said directly: I was driving and died.

Oh~

Song Xi hung up the phone and stood there without moving immediately. It wasn't that she didn't want to leave, it was because her legs couldn't control her. Standing behind the security door, she actually had the urge to lie on the wall and laugh.

When I think of George Sheng's meaningful words of 'shameless', oh... I can't do it anymore.

Song Xi raised her hand and patted her face, trying hard to press down the corners of her lips so as not to get too carried away.

Song Xi was in a very good mood throughout the day, smiling when she talked to everyone, especially when she got off work in the evening, her soles felt as if they were oiled, and she felt as if she were returning home.

There were people following her all the time. When they saw her going downstairs, a private car that usually hidden in the dark took the initiative to drive her to the gym in Changning.

When they arrived at the place, Song Xi got out of the car. The lights were on in the gymnasium. She preconceptionally thought that George Sheng must have arrived. However, she opened the door and walked in. The huge venue was empty and there was no one.

Song Xi walked to the rest chair, put down her bag, took out her mobile phone and called George Sheng. The phone rang twice and was answered. Song Xi asked, Aren't you here yet?

George Sheng lowered his voice slightly: Wait a moment, I have something going on here.

Song Xi immediately said: Okay, then hurry up and get busy, bye.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi was still happy, indescribably happy, as if someone was taking care of the seed in her heart, helping it break the soil, water it, and bask in the sun.

Walking to the basketball court, Song Xi bent down and picked up the basketball ball on the ground. Even the ball that George Sheng touched was particularly pleasing to her eyes. This kind of blind infatuation with Wujiwu had not happened for a long time. She remembered the last time it appeared, It was when she fell in love with Shen Zhaoyi.

Thinking of Shen Zhaoyi, Song Xi's heart still hurts. The last relationship gave her as much beauty and vision as it did pain and nightmares, so much so that in the past few years when he disappeared, she could no longer tell whether she was missing him. Love him more, hate him more.

Not to mention outsiders, even Song Xi once felt that a person who has been hurt is incapable of falling in love with another person. She has not had feelings for anyone in three years.

Now she suddenly started to worry about another man in her heart, and she couldn't help feeling happy and angry. Song Xi was also very worried when she was happy. Maybe she had passed the age when she wanted to love, or maybe she was afraid of being bitten by a snake for ten years. Perhaps because the target was George Sheng, Song Xi had to think rationally and even weigh the pros and cons.

People are very selfish, and for such a reckless love, just one date is enough.

No one wants to get hurt. Song Xi is not sure what direction she and George Sheng will develop. She raises the basketball in her hand and throws it hard towards the basket. Some things are not as good as God's. She doesn't know. How things will develop in the future, but one thing she is sure of is that unless George Sheng takes the initiative to chase her, she will not easily cross the line.

As soon as the ball was released, Song Xi knew it was deflected. It was not flying toward the basket at all. She was about to hide, but she accidentally hit the ball and hit the basket.

Song Xi raised her beautiful eyes, Is there such an operation?

She was playing ball alone in a huge gymnasium, and the whole room was filled with the sound of the basketball hitting the ground. Song Xi was doing various postures, dribbling the ball for layups, mid-range shots, and making three out of ten shots. She already felt special. Happy.

No one was watching, so she played by herself. She patted the ball and walked to the position between the two-point line and the three-point line. She wanted to see if she could throw it in by herself. As soon as she lifted the ball, she suddenly felt something in her hand. Qing, Song Xi was startled and instinctively turned to look.

Behind him, a black figure appeared. George Sheng appeared at some point, holding Song Xi's ball in his hand. He looked forward and folded his wrist. Song Xi did not turn around, but heard the blue ball pass the net and make a 'swipe' sound.

Bang, bang, bang... The sound is getting smaller and smaller, which is the bounce of the blue ball after it hits the ground.

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, openly surprised and secretly delighted: Can you make some noise when you walk?

George Sheng looked at her and said, It's not half as high as the basket. How can I learn to play basketball?

With that said, he took off his coat, handed it to her and said, Go for a run.

Song Xi expressed her dissatisfaction with her eyes, but she still accepted her coat obediently, turned and walked to the rest chair. Behind her, George Sheng had already started to warm up by playing ball. After she put down her coat, she ran circles around the gymnasium.

After running for a lap and a half, she took off her coat when she was warmed up and called George Sheng to come practice.

At first, George Sheng hit Song Xi with a ball. Although it didn't hurt, it was very provocative. Song Xi was angry but helpless, blaming her for not being as good as others.

After more than a dozen balls in a row, Song Xi bent down to pick up the ball, looked at the opponent and said, It's impossible to practice like this. You don't even give me a chance to counterattack.

George Sheng asked calmly: How do you want to fight?

Song Xi said: Use your left hand.

George Sheng pursed his beautiful lips, with an impatient and contemptuous expression on his face, but he silently changed the racket from his right hand to his left hand.

Seeing this, Song Xi's eyes flashed with joy.

I am coming.

As she spoke, she started to serve. George Sheng temporarily switched to his left hand. Naturally, it was not as flexible as his right hand, but he could still catch it.

Song Xi had no pity, he only thought about how to take advantage of the situation, hitting him hard and fast, and hitting at tricky angles.

The two went back and forth for more than a dozen times in this round. Although Song Xi lost in the end, she felt very happy. This was a fairly even match.

Next, they continued to serve, and the two continued to play. Song Xi played more and more vigorously, full of fighting spirit. Finally, she found an opportunity. She jumped up and smashed the ball directly on George Sheng's chest.

At that moment, Song Xi clenched his fists. Winning the Olympic Games was just that.

After turning around excitedly, Song Xi turned around and looked across. George Sheng's face didn't look good.

Song Xi asked provocatively: Do you know what it feels like to be hit by someone?

George Sheng deliberately replied with a gloomy face: Don't you know how much I'm asking you?

Song Xi looked calm: You are a man and I am a woman. Isn't it right for you to let me?

George Sheng was so angry that his teeth itched and he said, How do you look like a woman?

The ball was played so hard that his chest hurt through the sweater.

Hearing this, Song Xi subconsciously replied: It doesn't matter whether I look like or not, but what matters is whether I am a boy or girl. Don't you know whether I am a boy or a girl?