Life With You

George Sheng left just to give Song Xi enough space to be alone. When he went upstairs again, he saw Song Xi lying on the bed with her back to the door. When she walked to the bed, she closed her eyes and sobbed softly. Holding Lu Fangqi's diary and an ancient DV player in his arms.

She was not asleep, but she just didn't want to open her eyes and face George Sheng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her face. He didn't say anything, just one movement. Song Xi couldn't help but frown, and tears welled up from under his thick eyelashes. out.

Don't be sad, she always loved you, she just forgot to tell you.

George Sheng's voice was very soft, with distressed tenderness. Song Xi couldn't help sobbing. He stayed with her without saying a word, knowing that she had been thinking about it for too long, looking forward to it for too long, and complaining for too long. The stock emotions have been accumulated in my heart for many years, and sooner or later they will be vented.

Song Xi turned over, buried her face in George Sheng's waist and abdomen, and hugged him hard, as if this was the only way to alleviate the sadness in her heart.

He let her cry, and when the crying stopped, he stroked her twitching back and whispered: Shall I accompany you to the hospital to find her now?

Song Xi's face was still pressed against his body, and she shook her head and refused to go.

George Sheng said: You are not lonely when you are alone. You are only lonely when you want to be alone. Give her a chance and give yourself a chance.

Song Xi grabbed his clothes and replied in a low voice after a while: I'm not angry...

Her voice was hoarse and dull, as if the next sentence was particularly heart-warming. Her throat choked, and she paused for a moment before continuing: She must have had a good time forgetting me these years. Although she has only met Xu Shunping once, I can tell that he is She is a good person. Whether she is happy or not is written on her face. I think she is happy now...

Her throat was sore, and Song Xi spent a lot of effort to control her choking. She said in a low voice: It would be great if she is happy. I don't want her to think of sad things anymore.

Thinking of all the cold violence she had done to Lu Fangqi back then, it was now like a boomerang piercing her heart. Song Xi almost didn't dare to think about it. How Lu Fangqi felt when she learned that she had a brain tumor filled her heart. A whole diary, filled with the entire DV, she was so afraid of forgetting, even though the memory was painful, she still regarded it as a treasure.

Song Xi, who was eleven or twelve years old, didn't understand. Now she finally understands. Is it too late? How to compensate? Maybe she could return her last tenderness to Lu Fangqi and just don't bother him.

George Sheng knew that Song Xi was soft-spoken and soft-hearted, but he didn't know that her heart could be so soft. The person she missed day and night was now right in front of her, but she actually chose... not to disturb him.

It's not that I don't want to, but I think too much that it's enough to just wish the other person well.

Touching the side of Song Xi's face with his big hand, George Sheng said in a low voice: You don't have to tell her right away, but you don't have to avoid her deliberately. You are mother and daughter, and no one can deliberately erase the existence of blood ties.

His words seemed to wake up Song Xi. Everything happened so suddenly that she didn't know whether to be sad or happy. She had just made up her mind. As long as Lu Fangqi loved her, it was enough. She had no intention of forcing Lu Fangqi to be non-committal. To be reminded of who she is, all she needs to do is be happy.

But George Sheng said that there was no need to deliberately avoid it. This rekindled Song Xi's hope. Yes, she didn't need to expose it, she was Song Xi, and she could go see Lu Fangqi in her current identity.

Lifting her face from George Sheng, Song Xi looked at him with red and swollen eyes, and said pitifully: Is she okay now?

George Sheng said: I went to the hospital before. Xu Le is fine and her mood is stable... Do you want to see her? I'll go with you.

Song Xi sniffed and replied in a muffled voice: I'm like this now, so I'd better not go.

She was afraid that she would lose control when she saw Lu Fangqi.

George Sheng took out a tissue to wipe her tears and nose, and said aloud: Stop crying, get up, wash your face, and go downstairs to eat.

Song Xi said: I don't want to eat it.

George Sheng said: You can't skip eating.

Song Xi said: In my current mood, do you think I can still eat?

George Sheng said calmly: Why can't you eat? This is a good thing. If I were you, I would eat more than usual.

Song Xi was not a child and could not be coaxed by him with just a few words. Lying on his lap, she looked at the roof in a daze and said softly: I can't tell whether I feel more sad or happy. In short, I am already full. Now, I’m not hungry.”

George Sheng's handsome face was exceptionally soft. Now he was patient with Song Xi and would never be as moody as before. Touching her hair, he said in a low and sweet voice: Haven't you heard that sentence? Cry. I believe that those who have eaten will be able to make it to the end. I guess your mother must have cried after eating. She wants to live, because only by living can she have the possibility to meet you.

He had this ability and could say everything calmly, but Song Xi couldn't resist such words at all. The image of Lu Fangqi crying while eating flashed in her mind, and she lost control of her emotions again.

George Sheng said: I don't need you to be strong. You can cry if you want, but you have to eat the food. I cooked it. If you don't give me face, I will be sad.

Song Xi's heart was not as big as George Sheng's. He always found a way to poke into the cracks of her heart. She rolled over to his waist again, buried her face in him, and rubbed her tears, nose, and even saliva on his expensive penis. On the sweater.

George Sheng waited until she was done crying, then picked her up and walked to the bathroom. Song Xi was placed on the edge of the bathtub. He washed a towel and helped her wipe her face. His face was naturally cold, but at this moment, his eyes were willing to become soft for her. Song Xi Xi's throat moved and she shouted: Husband...

Um?

Pursing her lips slightly, Song Xi felt that today was a 'day of shame'. She wanted to cry every time she said a word, and she wanted to shed tears every time she said a word. After holding it in for a long time, she swallowed the sourness and said in a muffled voice: Thank you.

George Sheng's expression remained unchanged, Thank me for what?

Song Xi said: Everything.

All the things he had done for her, the words he had said, even a look in his eyes, a silent comfort, she knew that she was far from being as indestructible as she imagined. Fortunately, with him here, she didn't have to work 24 hours a day. Stay strong. To him, she is just an ordinary woman without any armor.

When George Sheng heard this, he opened his thin lips and said calmly in his usual tone: I don't need you to thank me, just obey me.

As he said that, he put the towel aside and turned his back to Song Xi, I'll carry you downstairs for dinner.

Song Xi put her arms on George Sheng's shoulders, and he lifted her up with a little force. He carried her from the third floor to the first floor without touching her feet. On the way, she reached out and stroked the back of his head, once and for all, very gently, which made George Sheng thought of how she usually petted a cat.

He asked: What?

Song Xi replied: I feel particularly attractive when I look at the back of your head.

George Sheng said: Isn't it attractive from the front?

Song Xi said: Turn around and let me take a look.

George Sheng tilted his head slightly, wanting to make a formality, but Song Xi raised his chin and came forward, kissing the side of his face hard.