Life With You

When George Sheng and Chang Jingle appeared upstairs outside the heart, Song Xi was standing in front of the central stage talking to the patients' families. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the young nurses on the left looking to her right. She turned her head and saw two A tall figure with a height of 185 or more, George Sheng was dressed in black, with a black jacket and black trousers, and a black and white sweater underneath. He had a handsome face that was cold and ascetic.

Chang Jingle is wearing a fruit green mid-length windbreaker, a light-colored sweater, brown pants, and RayBan gold-framed glasses. His fair face perfectly interprets what high-end foreign style is.

Chang Jingle carried a flower basket, and George Sheng held a brown paper bag in his hand. The three of them looked at each other, and Chang Jingle took the lead in raising the corners of his lips and saying hello with a smile: Doctor Song.

Song Xi stepped forward with a smile and took the two of them into her office. After closing the door, she said aloud: What do you want to drink? I have cold water and hot water here.

Chang Jingle sat on the sofa and casually replied: It should be warm.

Song Xi walked toward the water dispenser. George Sheng placed the brown paper bag on her table and took out a takeout box from it.

Song Xi handed the water to Chang Jingle, and he took it, not forgetting to drink it with George Sheng: I doubt that if you hadn't worked here, he wouldn't have come by himself. I just asked him to buy something and bring it over. He went to a restaurant and ordered salt and pepper prawns, and Lan Yuzhou’s mother-in-law was furious when she heard about it.”

Song Xi turned around and saw that George Sheng had all the chopsticks ready and said without changing his expression: Come here and eat.

Song Xi felt funny and happy in his heart. He walked to George Sheng, picked up a prawn with chopsticks, took a bite and then said to Chang Jingle: I saw Lan Dongwei when I went in before. The person I want to see is you. , it’s not Zhi Sheng, even if you come with nothing, she will be happy to see you, Zhi Sheng is just a big deal, and people may not take it seriously.

Who can't tease people? Song Xi stood firmly on George Sheng's side.

When Chang Jingle heard that Lan Dongwei was there, his eyes behind his glasses raised: You should have told me earlier.

Song Xi asked: If I had told you earlier, would you still be able to come?

Chang Jingle said bitterly: If you can't afford to offend, you can always hide, right?

When Song Xi heard this, he gossiped: Has she fallen in love with you?

Chang Jingle looked arrogant: It's expected that I'll get a good match, but it'd be weird if I don't get a good match.

Song Xi smiled half-heartedly: You are charming, don't be afraid if you have the ability.

Chang Jingle said, Why don't you be afraid? I'm just a young man. He looked melancholy as if he was afraid of being forced into prostitution by gangsters.

After sitting for less than three minutes, George Sheng raised his eyes and urged: You go first.

Chang Jingle asked: What about you?

George Sheng had an expressionless face and asked instead: Don't you think it's redundant here?

Chang Jingle glanced at Song Xi, who was sitting behind his desk eating prawns. He stood up two seconds later and said, Okay, it's delaying your husband and wife's love and interaction.

After Chang Jingle left with the flower basket, Song Xi and George Sheng were finally the only ones left in the room. He sat on the guest chair opposite Song Xi. Song Xi stretched out his arm, picked up a prawn and handed it to his lips. George Sheng said softly. Lips opened: I won't eat, you can eat.

Song Xi moved forward again, You really don't want to eat?

George Sheng told the truth: I think you are not good enough.

Song Xi grinned and immediately retracted his arm, That's true.

After eating a whole prawn in two bites, she said, My husband bought it, so I must support it.

George Sheng looked at her and suddenly said, I feel like I'm letting you suffer outside.

He works more than anyone else and still can't eat well. Why should his wife suffer this crime?

Song Xi got what George Sheng ordered and said, I had two bowls of rice, two lion heads, a portion of vegetables and a bowl of soup for lunch.

In fact, she eats a lot and is very good. She has no choice but to be in a good mood. If I give her another piece of prawns, she can eat it.

The two of them just sat facing each other, she was eating and he was watching. Song Xi urged him halfway: Go quickly. There was no point in staying here with her all the time.

George Sheng took his time and said, We'll talk about it after you finish eating.

Song Xi raised her head and gave him a meaningful look. Women often love to talk what they mean. She obviously wanted to stay, but she persuaded him to leave. But he didn't leave, so she was naturally even happier.

The office is not quiet. The sound insulation here is not good, and you can always hear voices coming from the corridor outside. But on such an ordinary afternoon, Song Xi was able to take a break from the busy work to sit in the office and eat his favorite food. Sitting across from him was George Sheng. Nothing satisfied her more.

George Sheng also felt puzzled. The two of them did nothing. He just watched Song Xi eating shrimps, and he felt indescribably happy in his heart. Just like what Chang Jingle said on the way here: You are living better now. It’s becoming more and more popular.”

George Sheng didn't understand what Chang Jingle meant by popularity before. We are all human beings, but we just have different ways of living. Some people love nightclubs, the noise, and singing every night. Some people love books, quietness, and being alone. It was just a different way, but until he began to realize that his daily life was no longer just those interests and intrigues, he would occasionally wander around, thinking about what she was doing, wanting to call her, wanting to go home early, If I want to be with her, I can do anything.

Maybe, this is the popularity.

Song Xi finally finished eating the last shrimp and threw the box into the trash can. She raised her head and said to George Sheng: You're done. Go to VIP2 and have a look. If you haven't been in for so long, the Lan family will know that you are with Chang Jingle. My son is here, don’t think about it anymore.”

George Sheng said without changing his expression: I am here mainly to see you, and secondly to see patients. Even if I say it bluntly, who dares to find fault?

The joy in Song Xi's heart was about to overflow, and she couldn't help curling her lips and making a 'tsk' sound.

George Sheng turned to one side, opened his body, and said, Come here.

These two words seemed to be cursed. Song Xi heard him say them countless times, but every time he couldn't help himself.

Standing up and coming to his side, Song Xi skillfully sat on his lap, leaned forward and hugged his neck. George Sheng hugged her waist. Both of them could find a familiar sense of satisfaction from each other.

Dang Dang Dang Dang, there were three rapid knocks on the door. Before Song Xi could react, the door was pushed open from the outside, Doctor Song, patient in Ward 3...

Halfway through the words, he looked up and saw Song Xi in a white coat being held across his lap by a very handsome man. The man raised his eyelids and saw that his face was so good-looking, but it made people feel numb and intimidated. .

At the same time, Sheng Chenzhou and Sheng Qianyu passed by the door. Because of the nurse's expression and movements, they couldn't help but glance sideways inside the door.

Song Xi was a little surprised, but not too panicked. The little nurse apologized repeatedly, closed the door and left.

Song Xi said: It's okay.

She got off George Sheng's lap and turned around to see Sheng Qianyu standing outside the door. Sheng Qianyu froze in place motionless, looking in intently. At this moment, inside and outside the door, once and now, fate was tearing something apart. Those who cannot cross the two extremes are destined to be trapped in a prison.