Life With You

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Song Xi stayed in Qiao Aiwen's room all afternoon, and started talking about how to trick Ling Yue. As they chatted, the topic inevitably turned from various interesting things to family, and finally fell on George Sheng.

Song Xi said half-jokingly and half-seriously: Your brother is really 'annoying' sometimes. If I could beat him, I would have fallen out with him long ago.

Qiao Aiwen was lying on the bed, with a rare serious look on her face, and said: It's not that I turned my elbow inward to speak for him, I really feel that my brother has suffered too much these years, not in material terms, but in spirit. When I was still playing Lego, my dad hired many masters to teach him Sanda, boxing, and various self-defense techniques. It didn’t matter whether he wanted to learn it or not. You said my brother was only three years older than me. My mother said I just recognized him. By the time I was writing, my dad had already taken my brother everywhere and started letting him sit aside and listen to the adults talking about business.

My brother has never been to school. He has been taught at home since he was a child, so he has no classmates and only a handful of friends. Many people say that he has been withdrawn since he was a child and doesn't like to talk. When he grows up, he will become even more so. Disowning relatives, feeling indifferent, shit! People who say these things are shameless and ask my brother for help, but my brother doesn't help. My father has been in poor health for the past two years, and my brother has slowly begun to take over the family business. In the past, when my father was in charge, no one dared to talk nonsense. It was not just about bullying my brother when he was young. If he had been easier to talk to, he would probably have no bones left to bully.

My mother doesn't care about things, but my father has the final say in my family. My father also saw too much of the harsh world and experienced too many storms when he was young. He was too lazy to deal with anyone anymore, so he taught What I gave my brother is the simplest and most direct way. There are only two points for everything, whether it works or not, don’t waste so many words. My brother has been with my dad since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he acted like an adult and said nice things. He is young and mature, and to put it bluntly, he is dragged down by this family. No one has ever asked him what he likes. He has been growing up the way my dad wants him to be since he was born.

Sometimes I really wish I was a man, so that my dad wouldn't put all the pressure on my brother, and he wouldn't be as tired as he is now, and I can't even help him.

Qiao Aiwen did not cry, but her eyes revealed the helplessness deep in her bones. After more than twenty years, some facts cannot be changed.

Song Xi sat at the end of the bed holding a pillow. After hearing so much, he was inevitably touched in his heart: Many people only look at the appearance and never think about why a person becomes like this... I take back what I said before about hating him. In fact, he is not Even when he was venomous, I still liked him very much.

Qiao Aiwen put her arms behind her head and looked at the ceiling and said: Huh? I just suddenly remembered that they said that my brother has never liked anything since he was a child. In fact, he has hobbies. He studied carpentry for a while when he was a child, not architecture. The kind of carpentry at the construction site involves carving small things and gadgets. I remember that on my sixth birthday, he gave me a small wooden horse. But he was too busy later, so one year I asked him if he still wanted to play with it. , he said he didn’t have time, so he just stopped.”

When Song Xi heard this, the wooden star immediately appeared in her heart. Looking at Qiao Aiwen, she asked with some disbelief: Your brother can really carve by hand?

Qiao Aiwen looked at Song Xi, met her surprised eyes, and replied: Yeah, what's wrong?

Song Xi whispered softly: He gave me a wooden star for Christmas. It had no packaging and no brand. I was curious at the time and thought he bought it in a handicraft store.

Qiao Aiwen was even more surprised than Song Xi. She stared and said, Oh my god, is it true?

Song Xi nodded: Really.

Qiao Aiwen raised her lips and said, My brother hasn't carved anything for many years. Last year, for my mother's birthday, I asked him to carve one as a gift, but he said he didn't have time...

After a pause, she immediately bent her eyes and added: If my brother carved it for you with his own hands, it can only be said that he loves you too much.

Song Xi didn't speak, but her eyes clearly showed that she was overjoyed. If Qiao Aiwen hadn't mentioned it today, she would have forgotten about Xingxing.

Supporting her head with her arms, Qiao Aiwen looked at Song Xi at the end of the bed, and said in a relaxed tone but with a very serious look: I just told you so many things about my brother when he was a child, just to tell you that he didn't see you. He is so 'bad', he has a bad temper, but he will never lose his temper for no reason. He may not say what he thinks, but he will definitely do it. He does not have as many love experiences as others, but who does he like? , it must be wholeheartedly, I can see that my brother likes you very much. If he hurts you in any way, just because of his vicious mouth and good heart, don't be like him. As long as he gets angry, He still turns around to coax you.

Song Xi's heart was throbbing because of the Jupiter star. When she heard this, she replied with dignity: Don't worry, as long as he doesn't make principled mistakes and everything is easy to discuss, I'm not an unreasonable person.

Qiao Aiwen gave a thumbs up: The situation is bad.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, George Sheng called Song Xi. When Song Xi answered the phone, he asked, What are you doing?

Song Xi said: Are you afraid of telling Xiaowen your gossip?

George Sheng said: Tell her, be careful what you say. You're worried that if you talk too much, you won't be able to get married.

Song Xi immediately conveyed to Qiao Aiwen: Your brother threatens you. If you gossip about him, be careful that you will never get married.

Qiao Aiwen was wronged and raised her voice and shouted: I speak for you, you repay kindness with hatred!

Song Xi held the phone and smiled, asking softly: What are you doing?

George Sheng said: I'll see you two in a moment. I'll go back to pick you up around 5:30.

Song Xi responded: Don't worry, you are busy with your business.

George Sheng's low and sweet voice came: Do you miss me?

Not far away, Qiao Aiwen was still there, and Song Xi said calmly: It's okay.

There was no sound from George Sheng. Song Xi waited for a few seconds and asked tentatively: Hello?

Um.

Why don't you speak?

Asking knowingly.

George Sheng's voice was always low, with obvious dissatisfaction mixed with it. It was hard to imagine that the word George Sheng would be associated with coquettishness, but it turned out that he was acting coquettishly to her and expressing his displeasure in this way.

Song Xi's heart was numb, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on her body. Almost instinctively, she stepped off the bed with one leg, walked to the bathroom, closed the door and said, Why are you so stingy? I'm kidding you.

George Sheng said: I am very serious.

Song Xi held her cell phone and said in an almost coaxing tone: I miss you, I miss you, that's okay, I keep thinking of you.

She thought George Sheng would say she was perfunctory, but his obviously gentle voice came from his side: I miss you too, wait until I pick you up.

Song Xi endured the feeling of electric shock all over her body, answered the call, and hung up the phone.