Life With You

Han Chunmeng and Gu Dongxu have been fighting each other for eight or nine years. Song Xi didn't take it seriously, so they should have a daily chat.

After the phone was hung up, Han Chunmeng chanted something else. As she was talking, she suddenly said, "Hey, do you think Cong Yang really likes me?"

Song Xi tried her best to lift her head from her dreary mood, and replied aloud: "Why does he not like you, why is he chasing you?"

Han Chunmeng lowered his gaze, took a mouthful of rice in the bowl, and said angrily: "Maybe it's just idle and boring."

Song Xi said, "Why are you boring and boring?"

After all, without waiting for Han Chunmeng to respond, Song Xijing added: "Chasing you may not necessarily mean you like you in the heart, but if you don't chase, you must not like it."

When the voice fell, Song Xi's heart was filled with sour water, so sour, she had to use high-grade wine to barely suppress it.

Han Chunmeng lowered his gaze, not knowing what he was thinking, but was silent for a while, and said nonchalantly, "Should I try with him?"

Song Ximei raised her eyes and looked at the opposite side: "Really?"

Han Chunmeng also toasted and took a sip of wine, and then wrinkled his nose and replied: "How many years have you said I have been single? When I first went to college, my mother stubbornly prevented me from falling in love, saying I dare to carry it. She was messing around outside, and she discounted my legs. She changed her mind when she was in her junior year. She called me and asked me if I was in love, for fear that I could not get married. I went back to the northeast on New Year's Day a while ago. Attend a wedding of one of my classmates. At the wedding banquet, another classmate of my junior high school brought the child."

As he said, Han Chunmeng suddenly sighed, and said with emotion: "I'm already twenty-six. It's terrible to think about it. It's time to find a master."

In the last sentence, Han Chunmeng said as if he was making some determination.

Song Xi leaned his arm on the side of the table, propped his chin, and said with a faint smile: "You hate marrying when you're only twenty-six. What do you make the outstanding young women in our hospital who are thirty years old and have no target think?"

Han Chunmeng didn't smile, raised his eyelids, and joked: "When you were twenty, you wanted to marry someone. What did I say to you?"

Song Xi met Han Chunmeng's gaze, the smile on her face gradually couldn't hold back, and she lowered her gaze. Song Xi knew that Han Chunmeng was talking about Shen Zhaoyi.

There will still be fragments of when she was with Shen Zhaoyi back in her mind, but I don’t know if it’s been too long. Song Xi always feels that the picture is a little fuzzy, and she doesn’t even know if it happened, or if she has a confused memory. Pieced together.

Song Xi didn't say a word, Han Chunmeng asked softly: "Hey, tell the truth, he's back, what do you think?"

Song Xi still looked down, her face was neither sad nor happy, but she was in a daze. After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth and replied: "It's quite unexpected. I don't know where he has been in the past few years and what he has experienced... hurt."

Han Chunmeng saw Song Xi's eyes moist, and asked softly, "Do you still like him?"

Song Xi shook his head: "The past is over."

Han Chunmeng said: "Don't restrain yourself and don't think about face, just ask yourself, do you still like him?"

Song Xi gently curled her lips and replied mockingly: "For three years, I don't know if what I have never forgotten is whether he is good to me or he is bad to me."

Han Chunmeng is rare to be smart. She said aloud: "This is simple, for example, if Shen Zhaoyi chases you again, would you agree?"

Song Xi instinctively shook his head.

Han Chunmeng asked: "Do you hate him or be afraid to break up again?"

Song Xi said, "All of them, but for the sake of him being a good person, I forgive him."

In fact, Han Chunmeng was still negligent. She guessed all the time, but didn't guess that Song Xi might have a new favorite in her heart. She didn't ask, so Song Xi would naturally not take the initiative to speak.

Han Chunmeng said: "It's easy to love someone and hate someone, but it's too difficult to let go. In the future, we must learn to be a person who can afford to let go."

Song Xi asked: "Why do you feel so much today?"

Han Chunmeng smiled: "Drinking."

Song Xi also laughed. Han Chunmeng didn't drink much, he blushed after half a cup of white wine, and talked more closely. After sitting in the restaurant for an hour and a half, Han Chunmeng temporarily suggested: "Shall we go to the movies? Cong Yang said. "Predecessor 3" is good-looking, I don't want to go back so early, do you have anything else?"

By coincidence, Song Xi didn't want to go home either. After the two paid the bill, they took a taxi and went to the movie place.

"Previous 3" has a lot of movies, but the time of the two is not coincident, either half of it is released, or there are more than 40 minutes before the opening.

Han Chunmeng squinted his eyes and looked on the screen. There was a couples hall just five minutes after the opening, and two people left and right for leisure, so he went out and bought a ticket for the couples hall.

The couple hall is smaller than the ordinary hall. With the light on the screen, you can vaguely see a few pairs sitting in the middle row, and then there is a person sitting in the last row.

Song Xi and Han Chunmeng came to the central and rear area. The leather sofa was very soft and the air conditioner was very warm. It didn’t take long for Song Xi to sit down and began to feel sleepy. At the beginning, she could hear the lines in the movie, but she just went straight to it. Fell asleep.

Vaguely, Song Xi heard someone crying, and at first thought it was a dream, until Han Chunmeng moved and completely awakened Song Xi.

The cry became particularly clear. It came from diagonally behind. Song Xi turned to look. It turned out that it was the man in the last row, sitting on the sofa, holding his face and crying bitterly. The movie was over, and the white subtitles illuminate the face. White, Song Xi realized that Han Chunmeng had already got up and walked around to the back row to hand paper to the man.

Song Xi was actually a very softhearted person. He was not made cry by the movie, but the nose made by a strange man was very sore.

Out of the movie theater, Han Chunmeng still blows her nose. She muffled and said, "I want to go to Wang Lao Wu."

Song Xi had no other thoughts. She didn't want to return to Cuicheng Mountain, wishing to accompany Han Chunmeng to wander around this evening.

The two took a taxi to Wang Lao Wu again. It was about 10:30 in the night. The barbecue shop was just when business was good. As soon as the door was overcrowded, the private rooms were scattered and there were no empty seats. That is to say, the two were lucky and were about to leave. Han Chunmeng quickly took Song Xi to sit down.

Song Xi ordered a bowl of pimple soup, Han Chunmeng ordered a lot of things, two bottles of liquor and four bottles of beer.

Song Xi said, "Aren't you losing weight, and breaking the regimen again?"

Han Chunmeng replied: "If you can't finish eating, take it back to Gu Dongxu. You can't live in someone's house for nothing."

Before the baked goods came, the wine was brought up first. Han Chunmeng asked people to open all four bottles of beer, poured a glass, and raised a toast to Song Xi.

Both of them are in a bad mood, and they don't even have to talk about it, just drinking silently.

When Song Xi's lump soup was served, she had already finished two bottles of beer and was opening it.

Han Chunmeng is not as drunk as Song Xi. He was already drunk and said to Song Xi with a wine glass: "Xiao Xi, I won't wait. I'll give you a sample tomorrow. I'll make an appointment with Cong Yang tomorrow. Fall in love, who can't?"

Song Xi remained sane, looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Be quiet."

Han Chunmeng has half a glass of liquor in her hand. Looking at Song Xi, she said aloud: "Don't wait anymore, try if you have something suitable. We will never make this step if we don’t try...Come on, you accompany me to do one. ."

Song Xi was too unhappy in her heart, so she went crazy with the drunk Han Chunmeng in a sober state, and drank half a cup of 52-degree liquor in one sip.

Before she did it, she felt that she was only five or six points drunk. After she was done, she was sweating all over, her heartbeat accelerated, and secretly said: It's over.