Life With You

Ren Lina can't live without Xiaojie every day now, and she also takes Xiaojie with her when she comes to Hong Kong. At first, Song Xi was worried that Xiaojie would be hurt by the scene, or miss people after seeing things, but it turned out that she thought too much, and the three-year-old Children don’t have a strong sense of memory. When they first came to live in Night City, they would always yell to find their father or grandma, and would cry when they couldn’t find them. Now they seem to be used to the people around them and the life in Night City. Relatives in Hong Kong are rarely mentioned again.

Song Xi didn't know whether this was good or bad. Maybe this was the simplicity of the child's world. No matter whether it was good or bad, it would always be forgotten quickly.

But there are some things that children will forget, but adults will never forget. Although George Sheng did not say anything about the death of He Yusen, he was still worried about it in his heart. Song Xi knew that he had been investigating Qi Cheng and the Hong Kong gang. Qi Cheng is dead, but the person who killed He Yusen may still be alive in this world.

George Sheng is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. He will definitely help He Yusen avenge this revenge. Otherwise, when Xiaojie grows up, sooner or later he will ask how He Yusen died, and he is afraid that he will not be able to explain it to Xiaojie.

Since he came to Hong Kong, Song Xi volunteered to accompany George Sheng to Tseung Kwan O, where Ho Yusen and the old lady were buried. She bent down and placed flowers in front of the tombstone. Song Xi muttered: Xiaojie is living a good life now, you guys. Don’t worry, Zhi Sheng and I will definitely bring him up with care. He is also very sensible and already looks like an older brother. He has been clamoring to play with his younger brothers and sisters.

When he first arrived in Yecheng, he didn't speak much Mandarin and would make jokes a lot of the time. Looking at it now, Yecheng speaks very well. A few days ago, the kindergarten teacher told us that there were two people in the kindergarten. A teacher who graduated from the University of Hong Kong, the teacher communicated in Cantonese during recess. Xiaojie went over to talk to them, and then told them to speak Mandarin in the kindergarten, otherwise he was afraid that other children would be sad if they didn't understand.

Song Xi stood in front of the tombstone and chatted about daily life, as if the person opposite was not a cold tomb, but a living person. George Sheng tilted his head and lit a cigarette, lit it and placed it in front of the tombstone, looking at the familiar person above, or rather It was a familiar face in the photo. He opened his thin lips and said loudly: When you get to Naihe Bridge, you can drink the soup given by Meng Po. Don't worry about the things above. Xiaojie, we will take care of it. Your hatred for me He will also take revenge, and it won’t be delayed until he grows up and becomes sensible. You don’t have to worry about him taking revenge for you, I won’t let him follow your old path.”

He Yusen had done everything during his lifetime, and then he wanted to wash his hands of Xiaojie after he had Xiaojie. However, he ended up with an unhappy ending. What he was most worried about was Xiaojie, so George Sheng made a promise that Xiaojie would not leave. Ho Yusen's old path.

The cemetery is open and the wind is blowing. Song Xijue's eyes are a little wet. The friendship between men is different from that of women. They will definitely not go to the bathroom hand in hand, but they will definitely fight against the enemy side by side. Even if one of them is gone, they can The friendship is still there.

When George Sheng was pouring wine for He Yusen, Song Xi's cell phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Gu Dongxu.

Turning on the connect button, Song Xi said: Hello, Dongxu.

Gu Dongxu said: You didn't sleep, right?

Song Xi said: How can I sleep at this time?

Gu Dongxu said: I'm not energetic when you talk.

Song Xi said: I am at the cemetery, accompanying Zhi Sheng to visit his friends.

Hearing this, Gu Dongxu's voice deepened, Qi Peihong is dead.

Song Xi held the phone, and couldn't tell whether it was a surprise or a calm moment. Maybe there were too many things going on these days. Even Qi Cheng died. What could be more surprising?

After a slight pause, Song Xi said, Did Qi Wei tell you?

Gu Dongxu said: I happen to know Da Mengmeng, the special nurse hired by the Qi family. I heard from Da Mengmeng that I just called Qi Wei. I'm sure it's true. He just left for an hour or two.

Song Xi pondered for a moment and said, I'll call Qi Wei later. I'll be back in Night City probably today or tomorrow.

Gu Dongxu asked: Are you going to Qi Peihong's funeral?

Song Xi said 'hmm': Qi Cheng, I don't have to go, but Qi Peihong, I have to go, they are two different things.

It was natural for Song Xi not to see Qi Cheng off, and Qi Wei could understand it, but Qi Peihong was different. Instead of looking at the dead, Song Xi had to look at Qi Wei's face.

Gu Dongxu said: Okay, when the time comes, Da Mengmeng, I, and you, the three of us will go there together.

good.

Song Xi hung up the phone, George Sheng looked at her, and Song Xi said, Qi Peihong passed away.

George Sheng looked calm and said, I have done what I should do before I die, so there is nothing to regret.

Song Xi was in the cemetery. Although the people under the tombstones around her had nothing to do with her, she still felt inexplicably sad. She looked somewhere and whispered: A person with white hair gives a person with black hair. This feeling can only be understood by parents. If Qi Cheng hadn’t died, maybe Qi Peihong wouldn’t have followed him so quickly.”

George Sheng said: I guess Qi Peihong has worked hard to survive until today. He is afraid of sending it with Qi Cheng. If the Qi family has two people a day, the outside world will inevitably spread rumors.

Song Xi sighed secretly in his heart. Indeed, this is the way the world is. Even death depends on the date, for fear of causing trouble to the living.

In fact, Qi Peihong's death was not long after Qi Cheng's death. Those gossips would still discuss behind their backs whether the Qi family had committed any evil. Two people died in a short period of time, but on the day of Qi Peihong's funeral, Yecheng Circle Not only the respectable people in the house, but at least the wreaths were here. In terms of pomp and appearance, they were not on the same level as Qi Cheng.

Song Xi's presence was equivalent to a statement from the Qiao family. The Sheng family also sent Sheng Chenzhou to attend the funeral. There were hundreds of people at the funeral, but Sheng Chenzhou still saw Song Xi at a glance. She was dressed very low-key, but It was extremely dazzling in the crowd, as if a beam of light was shining on her, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Fang Sheng and Qiao Song were fighting openly and secretly. Although Sheng Zhengrong did not express his position clearly to Sheng Chenzhou, Sheng Chenzhou was vaguely aware that something was wrong. In addition, Song Xi's attitude towards him, if he couldn't tell anything, then he was just a Fool.

He likes Song Xi, almost obsessively. It's hard to imagine love at first sight at this age, but he fell in love with Song Xi at first sight.

Once I saw it, I couldn't forget it.

But some people are destined to only meet each other, not to follow. From the moment he saw Song Xi, Song Xi was already George Sheng's person. Not to mention her identity, just talking about the positions of both sides, the ending has been written long ago. , he could only look at her from a distance.

Any kind of gathering in this circle is the best time to connect with each other and accumulate connections, even at a funeral.

Song Xi was surrounded by many people, and Sheng Chenzhou was the same. They all acted as central figures in their own circles, but the two centers had no intersection at all. And strictly speaking, circles can overlap with each other, but Center to center, never.