Life With You

George Sheng left only to give Song Xi enough space to be alone. When he went upstairs again, he saw Song Xi lying on the bed with her back to the door, and walking to the side of the bed. She closed her eyes, sobbed quietly, pregnant. Holding Lu Fangqi's diary and an old DV machine.

She didn't fall asleep, but she didn't want to open her eyes to face it. George Sheng sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her face. Without saying anything, Song Xi couldn't help but frown, and tears flowed from her thick eyelashes. Out.

"Don't be sad, she has always loved you, but forgot to tell you."

George Sheng's voice was very soft, with distressed tenderness. Song Xi couldn't help sobbing. He stayed with her without saying a word, knowing that she thought for too long, waited for too long, and complained for too long. Stock emotions have been accumulated in my heart for many years, and sooner or later they will vent.

Song Xi turned over, buried his face in George Sheng's waist and abdomen, and hugged him hard, as if only this way could alleviate the sadness in his heart.

He let her cry. When the crying ceased, he stroked her back and whispered: "I will accompany you to the hospital to find her now?"

Song Xi's face was still attached to him, and she shook her head, not going.

George Sheng said: "A person is not alone. You are alone when you want to be alone. Give her a chance and give yourself a chance."

Song Xi grabbed his clothes and replied in a dull voice, "I'm not angry..."

Her voice was hoarse and dull. It seemed that the next sentence was very heartwarming. Her throat choked, and she paused for a while before she continued: "She forgot about my years. It should be fine. Although I only met Xu Shunping, I can see him. She is a good person. Fortunately, all happiness is written on her face. I think she is happy now..."

With a sore throat, Song Xi took a lot of effort to control the choking, and said in a low voice: "She is happy. I don't want to remind her of sad things."

Thinking of all the'cold violence' he had against Lu Fangqi back then, and now it's like a boomerang pierced into her heart, Song Xi hardly dared to think about what Lu Fangqi's mood was when she learned that she had a brain tumor. A whole diary, full of DV, she was so afraid of forgetting, even if the memory is painful, she still regards it as a treasure.

Eleven or twelve-year-old Song Xi didn't understand, but now she finally understands, will it be too late? How to compensate? Maybe she can return the last gentleness to Lu Fangqi, just don't bother.

George Sheng knew that Song Xi was a knife-mouthed tofu heart, but she didn't know that her heart could be so soft that the person she missed day and night was now in front of her, and she chose...not to disturb.

It's not that I don't want to, but I think too much. It's enough to just hope that the other person is good.

With a big hand touching Song Xi's face, George Sheng said in a low voice, "You don't need to tell her right away, but you don't have to avoid her. You are a mother and daughter, and no one can deliberately erase the existence of blood."

He seemed to wake Song Xi with a word. Everything came so suddenly that she didn't know whether to be sad or to be happy. She had just made up her mind, as long as Lu Fangqi loved her, it was enough, she had no intention of forcing Lu Fangqifei To remember who she is, just be happy.

But George Sheng said that there is no need to deliberately avoid it. This rekindled hope for Song Xi. Yes, she didn't need to expose it. She was Song Xi, and she could also see Lu Fangqi in her current status.

Lifting his face from George Sheng, Song Xi's eyes were red and swollen, looking at him, pitifully: "Is she okay now?"

George Sheng said, "I went to the hospital before. Xu Le is fine, and she is still in a stable mood...Want to see her? I will accompany you there."

Song Xi sniffed and replied dullly, "I am like this, so don't go."

She was afraid that she would lose control when she saw Lu Fangqi.

George Sheng pulled a tissue to wipe her tears and nose, and said aloud: "Don't cry, get up and wash your face, and go downstairs to eat."

Song Xi said, "I don't want to eat."

George Sheng said: "I can't skip eating."

Song Xi said: "I am in this mood, do you think I can still eat?"

George Sheng said calmly: "Why can't I eat it? This is a good thing. If I were you, I would eat more than usual."

Song Xi is not a child. He can't coax it with just a few words. With a pillow on his lap, she stared at the roof in a daze, and said softly, "I can't say whether it's a little harder or a little more happy. In short, it's full. I'm not hungry."

George Sheng's handsome face is exceptionally soft, and now he is patient with Song Xi, and will never be as moody as before. Touching her hair, he said in a low and sweet voice, "Have you heard that sentence? Cry Those who have eaten can definitely go to the end. I guess your mother must have cried and eaten. She wants to live because it is possible to meet you when she is alive."

He has this kind of ability, can say all the words quietly, but Song Xi can't resist such words at all. The picture of Lu Fangqi crying and eating flashed through her mind, and her emotions were out of control again.

George Sheng said: "I don't need you to be strong. You cry if you want to cry, but you have to eat. I make it. If you don't give face, I will be sad."

Song Xi's heart is not enough for George Sheng to rub, he can always poke her in her heart, she rolls over again to his waist, burying her face on him, rubbing her tears, nose and even saliva on his expensive Sweater.

George Sheng waited until she was almost crying, picked her up and walked to the bathroom. Song Xi was placed on the edge of the bathtub. He washed her face with a towel and wiped her face. His face was naturally indifferent, but his eyes were willing to soften for her at the moment. Xi's throat moved, and she shouted: "Husband..."

"Ok?"

Pouting slightly, Song Xi felt that today was the day of humiliation. She wanted to cry every time she said, and she wanted to cry whenever she said anything. After holding back for a long time, she swallowed soreness and said dullly, "Thank you."

George Sheng didn't change his face, "Thank me for what?"

Song Xi said: "All."

All the things he did for her, what he said, even if it was a look in the eyes and silent comfort, she knew that she was far from the invincible and indestructible King Kong as she imagined. Fortunately, he was there and she didn't need to be 24 hours a day. Stay strong, with him, she is an ordinary woman without any armor.

George Sheng heard the words, his thin lips opened, and his usual tone of voice said lightly: "I don't need you to thank me, just be obedient."

As he said, he put the towel aside, turned his back to Song Xi, "I will carry you downstairs to eat."

Song Xi put her arms on George Sheng's shoulders, and he lifted her up with a slight force. He carried her from the third floor to the first floor without touching her feet. On the way, she reached out and touched the back of his head, once, very gently, to make George Sheng thought of her usual way of running a cat.

He asked: "What are you doing?"

Song Xi replied: "I feel particularly attractive from the back of your head now."

George Sheng said, "Is there no charm in the front?"

Song Xi said, "Turn around and let me have a look."

George Sheng tilted his head slightly and wanted to take a form, but Song Xi raised his chin and moved forward and gave him a kiss on his side.