Life With You

There was helplessness in Song Yuanqing's eyes, but more of a sigh of fate: Shen Zhaoyi's brother killed two people in Lanzhou, and was sentenced to death. Shen Zhaoyi called many people, but he didn't come to me. I know he He had a strong bone and wanted to prove to me that he could rely on himself. I took the initiative to contact him. I asked him which was more important, his family’s life or yours? He cried and sat across from me without saying a word. He shed five tears. minute.

Song Xi's heart was as sharp as a knife. Through her blurred vision, she seemed to see Shen Zhaoyi sitting not far away, silently shedding tears.

She had been with him for more than two years and had never seen him cry, let alone that he had met Song Yuanqing in private.

Song Yuanqing picked up a tissue and tried to wipe Song Xi's tears. Song Xi instinctively lowered her head. She was not resentful, but...

There was no surprise or injury in Song Yuanqing's eyes. His voice was as usual and he said: Xiao Xi, it's not that dad is cruel, nor is it my skill that looks down on Shen Zhaoyi's background, but that as a father, I can't hold myself in the palm of my hand. The daughter I have raised for more than 20 years is given to a man whose future is uncertain and his family is a criminal. When dad is still here, I can keep you safe. What if one day I am gone? Who will protect you? Shen Zhaoyi even himself If you can’t protect him, you can’t even protect his family, so why should he protect you?”

Song Xi lowered his head and couldn't help but choked up.

Song Yuanqing's eyes were red, and he took a deep breath, and continued: I told Shen Zhaoyi the same way. If he has his own daughter in the future, he will understand that I am just an ordinary father. I am not that great, and I am not. I don’t think I’m very noble, but I only have a daughter like you. It’s not easy for me to raise you, it’s not easy to teach you to be kind, it’s not easy to teach you to be sensible. You are so good, how can I bear to take the risk and bet that you will be happy for the rest of my life? Or down and out?

Xiao Xi, dad can't do it.

Song Xi reached out to cover her eyes. When the sadness was beyond her load, she could only let her tears flow freely. She was so sad that she suppressed her voice and choked out: What if he dies?

Song Xi closed his eyes, his mind filled with scars all over Shen Zhaoyi's body. Gu Dongxu said that the General Administration sent three people there, but only two came back. What if this person is Shen Zhaoyi? Song Yuanqing could never tell her for the rest of his life, but could her conscience really be free of pain and itch?

And Shen Zhaoyi, if he died in a foreign country like this, would he regret that he said that he could love her with his life?

Song Yuanqing heard the question in Song Xi's words, and he replied aloud: I helped his brother, but I didn't let him go to peacekeeping. I just asked him to reconsider his relationship with you. He is the one who wants to go. He came to me and asked me to give him a chance. If he can come back, he will still be with you, but if he can't come back, I won't tell you anything.

Heartbroken to the extreme, Song Xi frowned and suddenly couldn't cry anymore.

Song Yuanqing took one of Song Xi's hands and said softly: Actually, after Shen Zhaoyi left, I have been thinking whether dad did something wrong. In the past few years, you have never forgotten him and have been waiting for him. Every time you I shed tears. I just want to tell you the truth, but I'm afraid that he really won't come back. With your temper, I have delayed you once, and I can't delay you for the rest of my life... Now that he is back, no matter what you decide, Dad supports you, but it’s Dad’s fault, I’m sorry…”

Song Xi shook her head and sobbed. After a few seconds, she leaned down and buried her face in Song Yuanqing's open palm. On one side was her family and on the other was her former lover. She couldn't choose, just like Shen Zhaoyi back then.

Song Yuanqing's eyes were full of heartache, he raised his other hand, touched Song Xi's smooth hair, and said softly: Xiao Xi, do you remember that when you were young, I told you not to have any sense of superiority because of your height? , especially when you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. This is luck. It allows you to have many choices from the beginning, allowing you to say no to things you don’t like. However, most people are not as lucky as you. They have many choices from the beginning. What they began to face was not many choices, but the only way. They didn’t have the ability to say no, so they had no choice but to go on.”

Song Xi understood that she had choices, but Shen Zhaoyi was the one who had no choice.

Caressing the back of Song Xi's head, Song Yuanqing coaxed: Don't cry. Dad looks distressed. Now that Shen Zhaoyi is back, if you still want to be with him, don't worry about anyone. I will talk to him about the Qiao family. .”

When Song Xi heard the word Qiao family, Shen Zhaoyi in her mind quickly turned into George Sheng. That guy didn't have to be covered in scars, he only needed one mouth to make her heart beat like a knife.

Raising her head, Song Xi wiped away her tears with a tissue, her eyes were red, and after taking a breath, she replied: Dad, I will handle my own affairs myself, you don't have to worry.

Song Yuanqing was so smart that George Sheng had never come to see him, but he had been taking care of things in private. Song Xi didn't know it in many cases. He guessed... maybe Song Xi and George Sheng were not as simple friends as she said.

So he asked tentatively: Does he know that Shen Zhaoyi is back?

Song Xi took a deep breath, nodded and replied calmly: I know.

Song Yuanqing asked: Does he also know about your relationship with Shen Zhaoyi?

Song Xi guessed the meaning behind Song Yuanqing's test, and she tried her best to answer calmly: Dad, you really don't have to guess. He knows that I like Shen Zhaoyi, and I also know that he has someone he likes in his heart. You see, the New Year is coming soon this year, three years In the blink of an eye, it passed quickly.”

Song Yuanqing looked at the expression on Song Xi's face and said after a few seconds: You want to wait, are Shen Zhaoyi willing to wait? What would he think if he knew about your relationship with George Sheng?

Song Xi held Song Yuanqing's hand with both hands and replied with a faint smile: Dad, I don't think about anything right now. I love someone. Love will never be as important to me as you.

Song Yuanqing smiled and said, Silly boy, you also said that if you find someone you like, bring it over to me. When will you bring Shen Zhaoyi? I also have a lot to say to him.

Song Xi's heart was full of mixed feelings. She couldn't tell Song Yuanqing that Shen Zhaoyi was back, bringing the truth that she had to leave, but she had changed her mind. Even after hearing so much, she just felt distressed and helpless. And the powerlessness to play tricks on fate, but she no longer had the impulse to love him so much that she could be crazy and desperate.

Time is not scary. What is scary is that people's hearts will change over time.

Not to mention a few years ago, even half a year ago, Song Xi did not expect that one day she would no longer love Shen Zhaoyi. It didn't matter if she didn't love Shen Zhaoyi, but she would fall in love with George Sheng.

In the past, she always laughed at those people who flew into the flames. Didn't they have no self-control and no brains? Don’t you understand who should be loved and who shouldn’t be loved?

Now she finally understands that everyone is a common person, and those who have not experienced it have no right to call others stupid.

In this mortal world, who can be exempted from vulgarity?