Life With You

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She had only stood up more than 20 centimeters when she suddenly felt that her entire back and lower back were as heavy as lead, with a familiar soreness. Song Xi couldn't hold it back, frowned, stayed in the air for a few seconds, and then slowly Lie down.

Seeing this, George Sheng asked in a low voice: Where do you feel uncomfortable? Does your back hurt?

Song Xi couldn't hide it, so she could only nod lightly, It's a little bit, it's okay, just lie down for a while and you'll be fine.

George Sheng held her hand and said, I'll ask the doctor to come in and take a look at you.

Song Xi pretended to be unintentional, It's okay, it's an old problem. I know my waist well, I guess it just got stronger.

The more careless she was, the more guilty George Sheng felt. He stroked her forehead with his thumb and whispered after a while: I'm sorry.

Song Xi closed her fingers, held George Sheng tightly, raised the corners of her lips and said, Don't be so disgusting, it's not suitable for you.

George Sheng said nothing, staring at her unblinkingly with a pair of obsidian eyes. Song Xi met his eyes without changing her expression, and said again: Am I a great wife? I'm not holding you back, am I? ?”

George Sheng's eyes were filled with undisguised doting and pride, his thin lips opened, and he replied loudly: Great, you saved my life and Yuan Bao's.

Song Xixiao said: Forget about being my savior, just treat me better in the future.

George Sheng said: Am I not treating you well?

Song Xi said: If you work hard, there should be room for improvement.

George Sheng responded: Okay, you will supervise me from now on.

Song Xi didn't want to make the atmosphere sad. Even if they really narrowly escaped death last night, weren't they all fine now?

She was even prepared to die with him. Now that they were living together, what else was there to be afraid of?

Seeing George Sheng sitting in a wheelchair, Song Xi said, How is your leg?

George Sheng said: It's okay.

Song Xi said: You have a gunshot wound, my brother. Now stand up and run to show me?

George Sheng asked: Do you really want to see it?

Song Xi knew that he couldn't bear the stimulation, so he could only curl his lips and said: I'm fine, I'm not hurt anywhere, I didn't touch anything. You go back and lie down as soon as possible, and try not to get out of bed if you can. Get out of bed, if you move up and down this bed, you will definitely touch the wound, doesn’t it hurt?”

In fact, Song Xi knew it without asking, how could it not hurt? He just had the operation yesterday and got out of bed today. He really thought he was ironclad.

George Sheng said: It doesn't hurt. I don't feel any pain when I see you.

Song Xi wanted to 'cut' him, but for some reason, her nose suddenly sore and tears welled up in her eyes. She held back her mouth and opened her arms towards George Sheng.

George Sheng came closer, and Song Xi turned around and hugged his neck. When her emotions reached a certain level, she nestled into his neck and choked out unscrupulously.

She was so afraid that she would never see him again, so afraid that he would be hurt, so afraid that he, the best in the world, would just disappear.

George Sheng put his arm through Song Xi's back, hugged her tightly, and kept whispering in her ear. It took her a long time to realize what he was saying: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here...

Song Xi tried hard to hold back her sobs and whispered, I'm not afraid of danger. As long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything.

George Sheng had obviously hugged her very tightly. Hearing this, he closed his arms again. Song Xi was a little painful from being hugged by him, and her breathing began to become difficult. But this was the sense of security in George Sheng's way. He was dangerous and safe. A contradictory person, those who fall in love with him will definitely be addicted to the dangers he brings, and at the same time, he will give their lover enough sense of security.

Song Xi had never touched a gun in her life. She had taken the gun from him on the streets of Bali before. Last night, she took another gun from him. In her old world view, there were police officers for right and wrong. She decided with the judge, but at the critical moment last night, what was right or wrong, what was right or wrong, she had one thought in her heart, she would shoot whoever dared to shoot George Sheng and Yuan Bao.

Slowly, he turned her into someone like him - the original bad guy who couldn't distinguish between black and white.

But in such a situation, Song Xicai suddenly realized that people who define others at will without knowing anything are really hateful, no different from bad people.

At least in Song Xi's opinion, George Sheng has been trying to live a normal life and does business cleanly, but he can't stand someone holding a gun in front of him, shouldn't he fight back? Do you want to sit back and wait for death?

There are too many people and things in this world that cannot be defined by right or wrong or black and white. Being able to do so with a clear conscience is the ultimate.

Song Xi nestled on George Sheng's shoulder, feeling the familiar warmth and familiar sense of security. George Sheng took a tissue from the side and handed it to her. Feeling that her mood was gradually stabilizing, he said, It won't be very peaceful in the recent period. How about going abroad to relax?

Song Xi said in a low voice: Are you going?

George Sheng said, You go first.

Song Xi immediately replied: I am where you are.

George Sheng was silent for a moment, then buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, and whispered: That's okay.

She was under his nose, he could see her every day and make sure of her safety at all times.

Song Xi said: I said before that my dad was in Night City and I wouldn't go anywhere. Now there's you again. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Don't even think about getting rid of me.

George Sheng kissed her, obviously very tenderly and affectionately, but inexplicably made people feel that there was no way to hide, dangerous and domineering. After a deep kiss that was enough to calm her mood, Song Xi's eyes softened, and there was also a bit of confusion in George Sheng's black pupils. Luan, his big hands clasped her neck, he looked at her and said: You can stay in Night City, I have a lot of things to do recently...

He was only halfway through when Song Xi said first, You are busy with your business. You don't need to accompany me. Yuanbao can stay in Changning with peace of mind. I said I would make him better, and I will keep my word.

George Sheng pulled Song Xi in front of him, their foreheads touched, and he said in a low voice: Thank you.

Song Xi raised her lips and smiled lightly, You're welcome, considering that you are my husband.

George Sheng said again: Thank you, wife.

Song Xi said: You're welcome, husband.

She had told him a long time ago that she was not a canary in a gorgeous cage. Even if she was a bird, she was an eagle and could fight alongside him. In special times, she wanted to be his backing so that he could feel at ease. Handle things at the front, with her at the back.

George Sheng thought countless times in his heart that God would be kind to him after all. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

After spending some time with Song Xi in the doctor's lounge, although George Sheng didn't say clearly what he was going to do next, Song Xi had made it clear that to do what he wanted to do, not only would she not need his care, but if he needed anything , she is always there.

Thousands of words can't be matched by a gentle look after experiencing life and death. George Sheng said: You should sleep a little longer, it's only about eight o'clock in the morning.

Song Xi was very smart and perceptive. She immediately understood that he was leaving. She nodded obediently, Well, I'm sleepy too. You can go about your business.