Life With You

Last time Qiao Dingxiang ate a bowl of pimple soup by himself, Song Xi did make a little more today, but Qiao Dingxiang only ate a dozen mouthfuls, so he stopped eating.

George Sheng asked him what else he wanted to do, and he said he wanted to lie down for a while.

George Sheng took him to the bed and covered him with the quilt. In fact, George Sheng was very easy to do, but Song Xi was suddenly poked into his heart, and his eyes blushed instantly.

When the parents are old, when their children should be filial, they all say raising children to guard against old age. Just literally explain that the son can do more than his daughter. Song Xi thought of Song Yuanqing, if one day he is too old to move, Can she, like George Sheng, hug when she talks about it? The result is of course impossible, so she is very afraid that Song Yuanqing will get old, but this result is doomed, it is just a matter of time.

Settling down Qiao Dingxiang, George Sheng straightened up, turned his head, and inadvertently glanced at him, seeing Song Xi's eyes hanging down, with a red nose.

Don't open your face, George Sheng said to Ren Lina: "Mom, we are leaving, call me if you have anything to do."

Ren Lina said, "Shall we leave after dinner?"

George Sheng said, "Stop eating."

Song Xi went out with George Sheng. It was already dark outside. The two got in the car, and George Sheng started the car. Song Xi was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Don't be too sad. People are getting older. In this way, everyone will have this day."

George Sheng said nothing. After a while, Song Xi said, "Where are you going? If it is convenient, put me in Haiwei and I will drive back by myself."

George Sheng looked ahead and his voice was faint: "Go home."

Hearing this, Song Xi said: "Litchi is still in your office, shall we stop by and get it?"

George Sheng said, "You either give it to me or you want to eat it yourself."

Song Xi hurriedly said, "No, I'm afraid the person who cleans you will think you don't need it, and then throw it away for you."

After a pause, she added: "After all, the bag is very original."

George Sheng didn't say anything. He just turned the steering wheel and drove in the direction of Haiwei.

When he was approaching the place, George Sheng called. When the car stopped on the side of the road, someone was already standing there waiting. George Sheng lowered half of the car window. Song Xi looked like a familiar face and deliberately turned to look at the other side. Cover your ears and steal the bell.

When he got the lychees, George Sheng put the bag on Song Xi’s lap. Song Xi was indescribably happy. Perhaps his mood was revealed on his face. George Sheng teased: "You are receiving gifts for yourself. Don’t Under my banner."

Song Xi raised her head and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If the hospital knows that I received the gift because of you, it will not do anything to me.

As she said that, she suddenly remembered something more important. Looking at George Sheng, Song Xi said, "You asked JM to contact our hospital?"

Although it was a question, Song Xi was sure in his heart. Whether he admits it or not, he must have done this. There is no such coincidence in this world.

George Sheng did not squint, and replied in a very common tone: "Let your hospital try new medicine."

Hearing this, Song Xi suddenly looked away, and after a while, said softly, "Thank you."

George Sheng didn't care: "Thank me for what?"

Song Xi said: "Thesis."

He said: "What paper?"

Song Xi's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I'll go back later, do you want to eat?"

George Sheng said: "I don't rely on photosynthesis."

Didn't he eat dinner, didn't she keep watching?

Song Xi didn't break with him, and replied: "I will cook yam porridge that night."

George Sheng waited for a few seconds without waiting for the follow-up, and couldn't help but ask: "Nothing?"

Song Xi patted the bag on her lap, "You can still eat more lychees."

George Sheng was speechless, yam porridge with lychee... After a long while, his thin lips opened, and his tone was uncomfortable, revealing seriousness: "I don't believe in Buddha."

Song Xi suddenly thought of Monk Qiao, and he couldn't hold back anymore and let out a grin.

George Sheng was already annoyed. She sat in the passenger seat and smiled again. He deliberately sullen his face and said in a deep voice, "After so long, there is no improvement at all. It seems that you really don't mind if your dad's enemy is Who."

When the voice fell, Song Xi in the co-pilot did not smile.

George Sheng Yuguang caught a glimpse of her profile. There was no abrupt expression on her face. She was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "People are looking at the sky, right and wrong. Sooner or later there will be justice."

George Sheng in the driver's seat was expressionless, his thin lips opened, and his voice was somewhat meaningful: "You believe in Buddha?"

Song Xi is very frank: "I only believe it when I am powerless."

The corners of George Sheng's lips curled up slightly, and he said something that Song Xi would never forget.

He said: "Believing in Buddha in troubled times is worse than believing in demons."

Song Xi's heart twitched, and the hairs on her arms stood up.

Looking down slightly, she tried hard and said firmly: "I believe in evil and righteous."

George Sheng said: "Then if evil can save your dad, it will only make your dad be wronged all the time. Which one do you choose?"

Song Xi held the lychee bag's fingers and tightened them lightly without a trace. George Sheng's words hit people's hearts. If there is a choice, of course people want to be good, but what if there is no choice? If blindly kindness can only be exchanged for blindly wronged or even wronged, then what is the use of being kind?

There are too many people in this world who have no choice but to use evil to suppress evil. It is not that good people have become bad, but it is only when people have become bad that it is possible to maintain the only goodness in their hearts.

She had been silent for a long time, and George Sheng saw that she was not going to answer.

At a red light for more than ninety seconds ahead, George Sheng slowly stopped the car and lit a cigarette. He lowered a small window of the car and after smoking a cigarette, he said unintentionally, "I didn't think So desperate, you can also try to believe me."

He was right. Originally, Song Xi was already on the verge of despair, and someone in a position like Song Yuanqing would also end up being a prisoner for various reasons. What justice can she believe in?

Evil can't overcome righteousness, she's deceiving herself and others, but asking her to abandon good to evil, as if she can't make this step.

In despair, George Sheng said, you can also try to believe me.

This sentence was like in the endless darkness. Suddenly someone came holding a torch. She looked intently and found that this person was George Sheng.

The touch in her heart was beyond words, Song Xi only felt that her throat was a little hot and tight.

After a lot of effort, she opened her mouth, her voice was very soft, but she replied without perfunctory: "I believe you."

Believing in Buddha in troubled times is worse than believing in demons, rather than believing in demons, believing in me... This is what George Sheng wanted to say to Song Xi, and Song Xi felt it.

He finished smoking half a cigarette, and the red light flashed green. While Song Xi was still moved by himself, someone's voice came from beside him: "You'd better think of a few things you can eat before you get home, otherwise you will know , There will always be desperate things in this world."

The naked threat, Song Xi sneered silently, what is it?