Life With You

Qiao Dingxiang left, instead of walking in the cold hospital, but lying on his own bed, with Ren Lina holding his hand, and George Sheng covering him with a quilt.

Song Xi stood aside, tears streaming down her vision, she could clearly hear Ren Lina's cry, even the nanny's sobbing, but George Sheng's cry was not the only one.

Because of this, Song Xi felt even more sad.

People like him don’t say anything on weekdays. They are happy or unhappy. As long as he doesn’t show it, no one can tell, but his father is gone. From now on, he will mention Qiao Dingxiang again. Only in the tone of recollection, he called Dad again, and no one would answer him. When he came back here, only Ren Lina was seen when he pushed the door...

Song Xi wanted to step forward impulsively, hug George Sheng, tell him that he is sad and cry out loud, no one will laugh at him.

George Sheng arched his waist, resting his forehead on Qiao Dingxiang's head for a long time, as if silently saying his final farewell.

For a long time, he straightened up, put his big hand lightly behind Ren Lina, and whispered: "Mom, don't be sad, I am here."

Song Xi's tears surged, and Ren Lina suddenly threw himself into George Sheng's arms, howling and crying. At this moment, Song Xi felt that her relatives were gone, and that was the feeling.

George Sheng turned his head and watched Song Xi cry until his eyes and nose were all red, and his thin lips opened. He said, "I will let Yuanbao send you back."

Song Xi couldn't see the expression on George Sheng's face clearly, opened her mouth, and asked in a dull voice: "What can I help you?"

George Sheng's Adam's apple moved slightly and replied softly, "No."

Song Xi had a lot to say to him, but she guessed that George Sheng didn't want to listen to anything, and didn't want to say anything. It would be fine to let him be quiet. At this time, there are thousands of words, unless Qiao Dingxiang can be brought back to life, otherwise, more It is useless to say.

Sitting in the living room outside Qiao's house, after waiting for a while, Yuan Bao came, and the two of them looked at each other, and Yuan Bao's eyes were red.

"I'll take you back." He said softly.

Song Xi stood up, the sourness that had just been suppressed surged up again, she whispered back: "Don't send me away, is there someone outside? I'll go back by myself...you go in and see him."

At this moment, Song Xi is more worried about George Sheng.

Yuan Bao heard the words, paused for two seconds and said: "I will send you out."

Song Xi didn't say hello to George Sheng before she left, nor did she let Yuan Bao say anything. She just left obediently as he said.

When she was out of Qiao’s yard, Song Xi accidentally saw a scene that made her very worried, saying that all animals have spirits. Qiao Dingxiang left. Several big dogs in the house were sitting in a row under the window without biting or biting. Yelling, just looking at the master bedroom so quietly, I don't know if their pupils are reflecting from the light, Song Xi feels that they are all crying, which makes my chest painful.

Yuan Bao personally drove her into a car and ordered people to send her back safely. Song Xi was silent all the way, until she returned to Cuicheng Mountain and went up to the third floor and sat on the bed in her bedroom. She still couldn't believe it. So fast, yesterday she went to make a pimple soup for Qiao Dingxiang, and today, the people are gone.

Seeing Qixi and Coke sleeping sweetly on the cat shelf, Song Xiduo thought that this was just a dream of her own. After a while, the phone alarm clock rang to remind her of reality.

Just thinking of this, the phone rang suddenly, and Song Xi jumped in the quiet room.

Her heartbeat was like a drum. Her first reaction was that George Sheng was looking for her for something, but she picked up the phone and found that it was the alarm clock she had set before, the 4:30 alarm.

How did she set the alarm clock for this time when she was okay? Suddenly experienced too many accidents, Song Xi's mind couldn't turn around for a while, first thought that she was on vacation during the day, and then thought that she had made an appointment with Qi Wei to visit him in Mincheng, and the air tickets were booked.

Everything was rushed together. Song Xi was so tired that he sighed softly. Qiao Dingxiang passed away. How could she go to Mincheng to find Qi Wei?

Almost without thinking, she refunded the ticket first, and then sent another text message to Qi Wei, saying that she was sorry that she was in a hurry, and she was sorry to miss the appointment again.

After four o'clock in the morning, Song Xi didn't expect Qi Wei's phone call to come soon.

Looking at the lit screen, she took a deep breath and then connected, "You haven't slept so late? Or did I wake you up?"

Qi Wei expressed concern in his voice and asked instead, "What's the matter?"

Song Xi's mind was blank. He even lied unevenly. He simply said: "Something urgent happened to my friend's house. I'm sorry Qi Wei. I always promised to see you, but I didn't go there twice."

Qi Wei heard the tiredness in her voice, and quickly replied: "Speaking of this is too much of an outsider. If there is anything I can help, you must tell me that although I am not in Night City , But I can always help you figure out a solution."

Song Xi said, "Thank you, it's really not my business. Don't worry."

The two chatted for a few words, and Qi Wei took the initiative to hang up. Song Xi took the phone and wanted to call Yuan Bao several times, and asked him how he was doing there, George Sheng... how is it?

It was only at this moment that Song Xi realized that she was really worried about George Sheng. She was not worried about his safety, but worried that he was too sad, just like worrying about Han Chunmeng and Gu Dongxu. In fact, she regarded him as a friend.

Lying on the bed with the bedside lamp turned on, Song Xi couldn't fall asleep anyhow. His head was all over and over again with images of him pressing his forehead against Qiao Dingxiang's forehead. She saw tears streaming down, not Qiao Dingxiang’s, it must be George Sheng's.

It is said that men do not flick lightly when they have tears, and George Sheng is even better. She thought he would not cry. Just thinking about it, Song Xi started to feel sore again.

Opening her eyes until dawn, Song Xi rolled over and got out of bed. The little wolf dog woke up early, got up and walked around at her feet, the bell on her neck rang sharply, reminding her that George Sheng said that she had raised it very much.

Going downstairs, I made a dog food for the little wolfdog with goat's milk. She was so hungry that she was groaning. Song Xi opened the refrigerator and took out a packet of cheese bread. He caught a glimpse of the honey water she prepared for George Sheng. Song Xi end I couldn't help but sent a text message to Yuanbao, and simply asked: Is there anything I can help?

The bread bag was torn open, and Song Xi only took a small bite. She was obviously hungry, but she had no appetite at all.

Holding the phone and waiting for a reply, one minute, five minutes, half an hour, the ingot never returned, Song Xi was even more worried.

At this moment, she forgot who George Sheng was and what the background of Qiao's family was. Even if the sky fell, George Sheng could find a way to support it, but she was worried about such a nearly omnipotent person.

In the final analysis, perhaps what Song Xi was worried about was never his ability to do things, but his unwillingness to be exposed easily.

Even if he did everything well, he would still be sad. I don’t know if Yuan Bao would remember to give him a word of relief when he was helping him with things, tell him not to be too sad, let alone hide all the sadness in his heart .