Life With You

When Song Xi came out of the operating room, she was on her morning break. Everyone went to the cafeteria for dinner. Only Huang Lidan and Han Chunmeng stayed in the lounge waiting for her. Seeing her come in, the two immediately got up. The former looked guilty and repeated. : "Xiao Song, I heard that I had a mental illness in the morning, and I beat you?"

Song Xi's face was as usual, and he said easily, "It's okay."

Han Chunmeng frowned, reached out to touch Song Xi's right cheek, and said distressedly: "It's okay, you see, there are slap marks."

When she said this, Huang Lidan rushed over, hushing coldly, and looking for medicine after he was busy.

Song Xi took the initiative to change the subject, "Sister Dan, why are you back? How are brother-in-law and the child?"

Huang Lidan breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah, there is nothing serious about them. My husband has some minor bruises, and the child was shocked. I asked my husband to take a leave today and stay with the child. I have other business in the afternoon."

The doctor is like this, he would rather give up his family members and take care of the family members of strangers.

Suddenly thinking of something, Huang Lidan said hurriedly: "Hey, look at my memory, didn't you have a holiday this afternoon, you say me, I also made trouble for you, today you have a birthday, you have such a thing, sorry. what."

Song Xi smiled and said: "What's this, now I'm also a person who has seen the world, thank you Sister Dan for giving me the opportunity to open my eyes."

She laughed and amused, and really relieved Huang Lidan's guilt. Huang Lidan didn't delay her time any more, and after apologizing and thanking, he left the lounge.

Song Xi and Han Chunmeng were the only two left in the lounge now. Han Chunmeng complained a little bit of injustice for Song Xi. Then he conjured a cute little lion pendant from his pocket and brought it to Song Xi with a meaningful expression. Winking his eyebrows: "Look, what is this?"

Song Xi recognized it at a glance, curled her lips and said, "Isn't this a minomi lion, where did you come from?"

Han Chunmeng gave Song Xi the little lion pendant, put his arms in, and replied with a smile but a smile: "I didn't give it, it was Qi Wei."

Song Xi raised his eyes to Han Chunmeng, "Which Qi Wei?"

Han Chunmeng said, "It's the handsome guy I met at the elevator entrance last time, the one who looks like Teacher Chen. I heard that today is your birthday. I asked him to give it to you."

After Song Xi realized that, yes, they were in the same consulting room before, and then she was busy rescuing the patient, and even forgot him.

Looking at Han Chunmeng, Song Xi asked, "How does he know that today is my birthday?"

Han Chunmeng turned around with big eyes, and coughed: "I was chatting with him and said casually."

Song Xi held her sideways without blinking. Han Chunmeng was seen as having a guilty conscience. He changed his expression and said with a pouting: "Okay, it's me who sees color and forgets righteousness and prefers color to friends. At present, I can't bear it Live, let’s talk about your birthday as a topic, let’s talk about it, how to make up for it, if you want to kill or beat, you can make a delicious meal."

Song Xi rolled her eyes, "I know you are not promising."

Han Chunmeng said: "Whoever asked you to call your phone number last time, and the duck that reached the mouth could fly, I was also convinced."

Song Xi said, "Is it time to get the phone number?"

Han Chunmeng looked shy and shy, "Yes, I originally thought the occasion was wrong and shouldn't speak, but he didn't give you a gift. I said that you must thank him after you come out, so I went along with the flow and was about to arrive. "

Song Xi glanced at him, "Look at your spring heart's rippling energy, don't let Dong Xu see it, it will hurt you."

Han Chunmeng immediately raised his eyebrows and replied: "Che, he was jealous and hateful. Last time I told him that George Sheng is handsome, and he didn't give me a good look. That was his brother-in-law, relatives. I'm all jealous, you say he should be careful."

Suddenly mentioning George Sheng, Song Xi’s good mood suddenly ruined. She couldn’t describe this feeling. It was like the scene of embarrassment, grievance and anger that was re-enacted last night. The heart burst into a sudden, and the whole night happened. The anger does not disappear but increases.

Not wanting to show displeasure in front of Han Chunmeng, Song Xi only secretly got angry for a few seconds, then shifted her gaze, inadvertently, her gaze fell on the back table, where there were several cake boxes, she asked in amazement: "Why so many cake?"

Han Chunmeng said, "I wasn't there before. It was all sent by someone else. Today is your birthday. Who else can I give it to you?"

Song Xi walked over and first saw a blue-green cake box. She knew this one. She ordered it herself and was going to eat it with Song Yuanqing, but the one next door was also the store’s logo, but the color of the box was different. Open it and look at the exquisite and beautiful princess cake. The chocolate card in the middle says: Happy birthday, my little princess.

The moment Song Xi saw it, her throat immediately blocked. She knew that this was given to her by Song Yuanqing.

Han Chunmeng came over and put his arms around Song Xi's shoulders, and softly comforted: "Don't cry, I'll go to see my uncle later, my eyes are red."

Originally, Song Xi's tears had already welled up in her eyes. Hearing the words, she hurriedly opened her lips and took a deep breath to suppress the soreness in her throat.

There was an envelope attached to the third cake box. Song Xi opened it and looked at it. Inside it was a simple row of handwriting: Miss Song, happy birthday.

The final signature is: Yuanbao.

Song Xi was taken aback, looking at the white cake box below. This was from Yuanbao. What about the purple one next to it? Tong Hao brought it in the morning and said that it was from Yuanbao.

At this time Han Chunmeng was standing in front of the purple cake box, muttering: "I'll open it for you."

Han Chunmeng is fast, Song Xi hasn't waited to walk over, she has untied the ribbon three times and five times, and then carefully opened the lid of the box. The moment the lid was lifted, the cake box suddenly squeezed and popped out. A zombie with its tongue stretched out, with its own sound effects: "Wow ha ha ha ha, wow ha ha ha ha..."

In the quiet lounge, Han Chunmeng screamed and drew back, accidentally hitting the corner of the table with her butt, so painful that she didn't know whether to yell or shut up and endure the pain, her round face, her facial features formed a ball, her face changed color .

Not to mention her, even Song Xi, who was standing one meter away, changed her expression drastically, but she couldn't shout at all when she was frightened, only her body stiffened.

The zombie in the cake box is still dangling in mid-air. It looked particularly scary at first glance, but I am used to it. That's it. After all, it is a doll.

After Song Xi regained consciousness, he picked up the lid that was thrown away by Han Chunmeng on the ground and covered it with one hand. The magical wowhahaha finally stopped.

Han Chunmeng held his back **** with his left hand. He was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help cursing, "Who gave this so much?"

Song Xi's face turned pale and red, and red and black, Tong Hao, well, she remembered him!

Walking over to help Han Chunmeng rub his butt, Song Xi asked, "How is it, it's not broken, right?"

Han Chunmeng grinned, as far as he could see, was the last unopened cake on the table, hissed, and she said, "Who gave it to you?"