Life With You

George Sheng thought he was fierce, but in Song Xi's opinion... he is now a tiger without cats, and he is critically ill.

She stood up neatly, stepped back a step away from the bed, and looked at him with her eyes bent.

Although she didn't say anything, George Sheng saw the naked ‘I’ll stand here, you come and hit me’ from her gaze.

With his apple rolling up and down, George Sheng said quietly, "I want to drink water."

Song Xi moved faster than he reacted. He immediately took the mineral water beside the bed and walked to him. Just as he was about to help him up, George Sheng suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped her wrist.

Song Xi was taken aback, almost splashing mineral water on his face, instinctively trying to earn, but his strength was not as strong.

The more she ran, the harder George Sheng pulled her to the bed. He was lying and she was standing. It was obvious that she was condescending, but in terms of aura, he was really looking at the world.

Until this moment, Song Xi realized that she had been a routine!

Who would have thought that George Sheng would be such a thief when he was sick?

Seeing her eyes full of dissatisfaction and bizarre, George Sheng's lips pressed together: "Do you want to be beaten?"

Now Xiao Ming'er clutched his hand, Song Xi pouted slightly, the hero shook his head without taking the immediate loss.

George Sheng remained silent and did not let go. Song Xi felt his palms hot, and said, "Don't be so angry when you are sick."

George Sheng breathed fire, she said fearlessly, who is angry with him?

Feeling like a mirror in his heart, without the energy to speak too much, George Sheng finally released his hand, exhausted his last strength, turned his body, face in, and turned his back to Song Xi.

Seeing him like this, Song Xi felt pitiful in her heart. She raised her hand to help him cover the quilt. She said softly, "You will sleep for a while. I will call you when the porridge is cooked."

George Sheng heard the footsteps of Song Xi leaving. He didn't know if he was too ill, or if he hadn't rested in bed for a long time. After a while, he fell asleep faintly.

Song Xi went back upstairs and took a shower. When the porridge was cooked downstairs, she went to the second floor with a tray and put the things on the bedside table. She went to call George Sheng.

George Sheng lay flat with his eyes closed. Song Xi bent down and patted his arm gently: "It's eating."

She has a soft voice, just for fear of quarreling him. Unexpectedly, George Sheng clasped her hand fiercely, his eyelids suddenly lifted in the darkness, and he screamed very softly but uncontrollably in a panic: "Dad..."

Song Xi was already about to pull her hand, but her heart trembled when she heard that, and he let him hold it tightly without moving.

Obviously, George Sheng was drowsy, and he dreamed of Qiao Dingxiang. Song Xi was very sour. After a while, he raised his other hand and was tapped on his body: "Have a nightmare?"

George Sheng looked at the ceiling in a daze. The silence lasted for a few minutes. Song Xi silently accompanied him. He thought he would not mention it, but after a long while, George Sheng's low voice came: "It's not a nightmare."

"I dreamed that he took me to ride a horse. I didn't dream for many years when I was very young... It's the same."

He really couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and the moment he opened his eyes, he thought Qiao Dingxiang was still alive.

Song Xi quickly became sore, because when Song Yuanqing had an accident, she was suffering from gains and losses every day and had various dreams.

But fortunately, Song Yuanqing is still alive, but Qiao Dingxiang is really gone.

Song Xi suppressed the choking in his throat and said softly, "It's a good thing to see him in the dream. When you miss him, you sleep more."

George Sheng said: "He said he missed me very much."

Song Xi wanted to endure not crying, but when he said a word, he instantly poked her in the heart, tears welled up in her eyes within a second, and without giving Song Xi a chance to recover, she pressed her lips and almost felt sad. sound.

Not seeing the expression on George Sheng's face, and unable to find any comforting words for a while, Song Xi was silent.

For a long time, when she calmed down a little bit, she said, "Everyone is going to die. You think you will meet sooner or later."

George Sheng smiled silently from the bottom of his heart: "You really can't comfort people. I'm only in my twenties. How many years will my dad wait for me?"

Song Xi was a little anxious, and hurriedly replied: "Then you just think, people are going to reincarnate, don't you always say that you are a good man in eighteen years? Maybe you don't have to wait for eighteen years. Uncle will be able to reincarnate soon. , Yes, you don't need to rush to see him, he won't wait for you."

The more Song Xi talked, the more serious he was, and he could fool George Sheng like this.

George Sheng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. Why did he feel even more uncomfortable after she finished?

Song Xi tried to see the expression on George Sheng's face, but the light in the room was really dim, and she didn't have night vision, so she couldn't see the look in his eyes.

With thousands of words, Song Xi whispered softly: "I know you must be sad. No matter how much you say, you can't empathize. You will feel that I can't feel back pain while standing. If you are really uncomfortable, then cry. Don’t be ashamed, I promise I won’t say it.”

George Sheng's face was expressionless, but his eyes were slightly soft: "Your waist, are you sure it doesn't hurt to stand?"

Song Xi didn't expect that he could still joke at this moment, but the more he did this, the more it proved that he was sad.

The pink lips opened, and she said, "Shall I speak with you?"

George Sheng asked: "What did you say?"

Song Xi said, "Say what you want to say."

George Sheng said, "I have nothing to say."

Song Xi sat on the edge of the bed, staring down slightly, and said five seconds later: "When I was a teenager, my parents were divorced. It's almost 15 years. I saw my mom no more than ten times. Yes, I'm really like a child without a mother."

"At first I was not used to it. I was not used to suddenly missing one person at home. Maybe it was fine yesterday. When I opened my eyes, everything that belonged to her at home was gone. I couldn't bear it myself, but my father felt uncomfortable. I couldn’t bear it, so I threw away all the things my mother left. There was nothing left. I didn’t even think about it. When I thought about her, I looked around and found that I didn’t even have a crying object. It will not be uncomfortable if it grows longer."

"You believe me, as long as the time is long enough, how uncomfortable can be relieved, not to mention the uncle is dead. He should have nothing too regretful in his life. You are uncomfortable during this period of time. Just survive."

After Song Xi's voice fell for a few seconds, George Sheng's voice came: "Why do you say so badly about yourself?"

Song Xi replied relaxedly: "Comforting people should pay attention to skills. As long as there is something worse than yourself, the pain of the person concerned can be relieved a lot."

George Sheng said, "I'm not as black-hearted as you think."

Song Xi said, "Who said you were black-hearted? This is human instinct. It's like saying that you are broken in love, and I said I just divorced; you said that you were unemployed, and I said that I was just lost. So bad luck?"

George Sheng was speechless for a while.

Song Xi patted George Sheng's stomach: "Brother, be strong, you will be the pillar of your family from now on."