Life With You

Having known Song Xi for so long, he had seen her dressed like this only a handful of times. In the past, George Sheng could appreciate her beauty rationally, but at this moment, he only felt it was dazzling.

Who is she going to see?

This was the only voice in George Sheng's heart.

Song Xi looked at his calm and handsome face, and her heart was filled with tears. But the sadder she felt, the more beautiful the smile on her face became.

The bright lips covered with lipstick opened and closed, and Song Xi took the initiative to say: Are you going to the company? Do you need me to drop you off?

She just said it casually, but George Sheng replied: Just right.

Song Xi was heartbroken, and the two of them walked downstairs together. During this period, Song Xi asked, You woke up so early, and you didn't sleep well last night?

George Sheng said expressionlessly: I slept very well last night.

Song Xi's lips curled up slightly: Yes, it's strange.

George Sheng said: If you are in a good mood, you will naturally sleep well.

Song Xi's chest felt stagnant, accompanied by a dull pain, as if someone had punched him so hard that he almost vomited blood.

She lost her voice briefly, and after a few seconds, Song Xixiao said, I have to stay in a good mood from now on. Look at me, I never lose sleep.

The two of them put on their shoes at the entrance, and then walked out together. George Sheng was originally going to drive by himself, but now he pulled away from the passenger seat and got into Song Xi's car.

When Song Xi thought about having to be in the same space as George Sheng for more than half an hour, her mind was filled with how to control her expression and mood. Don't lower your head, or the crown will fall off.

Looking ahead, Song Xi pretended to drive seriously. In fact, what she was thinking about was how she would get along with George Sheng in normal times. She shouldn't be so silent all the way, right?

To be fair, she really didn't want to talk to him, but she didn't want him to notice the slightest difference. For her, face was much more important than heartache. Thinking about it, Song Xi said: Hey, let me ask you something. .”

George Sheng was sitting in the passenger seat feeling depressed. Unexpectedly, Song Xi took the initiative to speak. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He didn't want to talk to her, but he replied unconvincingly: Say.

Song Xi looked curious: Who is Bai Yueguang in your heart?

George Sheng seemed to have an unchanging expression, but in fact his eyes suddenly darkened. He did not speak. Song Xi said to herself: You have liked someone for so long and you haven't chased him. What are you waiting for? Do you know how to chase? Do you want me to teach you? What are your tricks?

She didn't look at George Sheng's face, and couldn't see anything clearly from the corner of her eye. George Sheng was silent for a moment and replied in a low voice: She is different from you.

Song Xi heard it and realized that you are different, don't compare with her.

His heart suddenly became angry. Song Xi raised the corners of his lips, half-smiling: Isn't she a woman? What's the difference? Don't say you like a man.

George Sheng looked forward, his face cold, but his voice remained lukewarm, and he said calmly: She wouldn't say such things.

Song Xi was stabbed several times by George Sheng, and she laughed angrily: Well, it really is a good thing, it's just so different.

George Sheng's voice was calm and he said nonchalantly: I don't know what you are comparing.

Song Xi's reaction was very fast. She glanced sideways at George Sheng. She sneered slightly and replied: I'm just curious, okay? How can you compare with her? I don't like you.

She avoided looking away mockingly, the smile on her face lingering for a long time. George Sheng in the passenger seat was on the verge of rage. No one had ever dared to stab him in front of him, again and again.

Opening his thin lips, George Sheng was really angry. He retaliates in kind: No need to explain to me, I know who you like. The key is that the person you like doesn't like you.

Song Xi's expression suddenly changed. She changed because this matter had formed an obstacle in her heart. She couldn't listen and would instinctively put up her guard when she heard it. What's more, these words came from George Sheng's mouth. But in George Sheng's opinion, this was a sign that she really cared about Shen Zhaoyi, but she couldn't even listen to it.

The more she couldn't listen, the more he wanted to say: Where has your ex-boyfriend gone? Is there no contact between you at all? What I said last night is still within its shelf life. If you really want to see him, no matter how long he leaves, Even if you are far away, I can bring him back.

Song Xi had no expression on his face and looked straight ahead: What happens after you catch him? Can you make him love me?

Her voice was stiff, and there was a lot of anger upon listening carefully, but George Sheng could no longer care about this, and his face suddenly turned ugly. The last second he was secretly rejoicing at his counterattack, but this second, he was caught off guard again. It feels like heartache.

Not only did she dislike him, she also asked him to find a way to make Shen Zhaoyi fall in love with her.

There was silence in the car, as if there was no sound of breathing. For a long time, until Song Xi had forgotten what he said in the last sentence, George Sheng's indifferent voice sounded from beside him. He said: Love is so humble, it sounds like It’s really a shame.”

Song Xi squeezed the steering wheel tightly, with a sullen face. A few seconds later, she replied with the same indifferent voice: My love does not need other people's judgment.

other people?

The corners of George Sheng's lips seemed to twitch slightly, and then he said in a mocking tone: When you need others, try your best to build relationships, either as partners or friends. When you don't need them, just be others...

Song Xi didn't say a word, and George Sheng also fell into silence. After a while, he picked up his cell phone and made a call, telling the other party where he was waiting for him.

Song Xi was also an understanding person. The car in front of her turned around and drove towards the location that George Sheng had just mentioned. It only took five minutes. She parked the car on the side of the road. George Sheng got out of the car without looking back and got into the car at the back. A black private car.

Song Xi didn't stop for a moment, stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly.

On the way to the hospital, Song Xi kept thinking silently in her heart, Don't be angry, don't be angry, there's nothing to be sad about. I just don't like her. It's not a big deal. It's not like she has never been hurt or frustrated. , what does this little thing count?

She tried her best to convince herself, her eyes widened, but tears still rolled down from her lower eyelashes, one big one, and kept flowing down.

Song Xi took a deep breath and raised her hand to wipe it off, thinking that she had survived such a difficult time a year ago. As long as the person didn't die, the pain would pass sooner or later.

Driving all the way to the hospital, Song Xi arranged her makeup in the car, then opened the car door and took the elevator upstairs. When her colleagues and nurses in the hospital saw her, they all complimented her on her beautiful clothes, nice shoes, and limited edition bag. Bar?

Song Xi smiled and chatted with everyone, seeming to be in a good mood.

Until she met Han Chunmeng in the lounge, Han Chunmeng looked at Song Xi from head to toe. Finally, her eyes were fixed on Song Xi's face, and she asked suspiciously: What aroused you?

While changing clothes, Song Xi replied: Are you in a good mood?

Han Chunmeng curled her lips and said, Don't come here. There are only two situations where you will dress yourself up specially. One is when you are in a very good mood, and the other is when you are in a very bad mood. I will tell you that you are the latter.