Life With You

Song Xi glanced at the corner of her lips: "That's my bad luck."

When the voice fell, both of them did not speak for three seconds. In the end, it was George Sheng who asked: "How is your paper preparation?"

Song Xi was surprised that he would take the initiative to find a topic, but before his consciousness replied: "It went well, especially the information that Yuanbao gave me is very helpful to me."

George Sheng said, "I told him to give it to you."

Song Xi said, "I know, I'm just about to thank you, why are you in a hurry?"

George Sheng was silent for a while, and Song Xi deliberately teased: "I used to do good things without leaving a name, why are you still eager to ask for credits?"

George Sheng's low, sweet voice came with obvious disdain: "What can you give me?"

Listening to his provocation, Song Xi glared her beautiful eyes and replied aloud: "Thank you, do you think I am the kind of person who can easily thank others?"

George Sheng said in a deep voice, "I haven't seen you in a few days, your face is getting thicker and thicker."

Song Xi blurted out, "Can you count? How many days are twenty days?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Song Xi was too late to regret, frowning, she reined in the precipice, and made up her mind: "Your birthday is so easy to remember, Double Eleven, Taobao shopping discounts, I bought a lot of things, by the way, I also helped you with two sets of bed sheets. Several thermos cups."

Song Xi tried her best to speak as usual. She tried to remember how she usually talked to George Sheng, but her face turned red uncomfortably. She was thankful that the phone call was not face to face, otherwise she would have no place to show herself.

George Sheng groaned for a moment and replied: "There are so many thermos cups at home that I can sell them. How many mouths do I have to drink?"

Song Xi listened to his voice as usual, and said: "You can use different ones every day, it's full of freshness."

George Sheng said: "I am nostalgic."

Song Xi didn't know which of the tendons didn't match up, so she asked, "Then I have known you for so long, is it an old man?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with just listening to these words. It is obviously just a joke, and it can be regarded as a quick brain turn, but because Song Xi's own mind is not pure, she regrets after asking.

In addition, when George Sheng did not make a sound immediately, Song Xi was so embarrassed that the roots of his ears were red, and he was racking his brains about how to come back, when George Sheng's low and sweet voice came: "If it is less than a year old? You? Let's go ahead... the days will be long."

George Sheng's tone was obviously somewhat dismissive, but Song Xi was inexplicably numb all over, as if from an electric current, from head to toe.

He said, the future will be long.

Song Xi prides itself on being witty and rarely has a moment of brain crash, but at the moment, she really doesn't know how to respond. The haze in her heart is swept away, and the long silence of the soil suddenly recovers, she even sees clearly To a beautiful flower, broke the ground.

The whole heart is bright and warm.

Enduring the urge to raise the corners of her lips, Song Xi pretended to ask calmly: "You have been abroad for so long suddenly, what big business over there is worth your time and effort?"

George Sheng replied lukewarmly: "I will not divide your money if you ask what you are doing."

Song Xi ‘cut’: "I really don’t need money."

George Sheng asked: "Don't buy a house with a garden?"

Song Xijing reminded him, half-joking half-seriously: "Do you have any good location introduction?"

George Sheng said: "Night City is full of good locations, depending on how much money you have in your pocket."

Song Xi frowned lightly, and said in a three-pointed complaining tone: "Can we keep raising money? Vulgar."

George Sheng said: "If you like fairy tales, you can go to Shaolin Temple and Wutai Mountain."

Song Xi almost didn't choke to death with a mouthful of old blood. Rolling her eyes, she asked uncomfortably, "Did you call me on purpose?"

George Sheng's voice returned to normal again, neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor mild: "During this period, you can directly find Ingot if you have anything, and he will handle it for you."

Upon hearing this, Song Xi put away his joke and asked seriously, "How long will you stay abroad?"

"uncertain."

"Are you sure there is nothing I can do for you?"

"Mind your own business."

Song Xijue's, George Sheng can go to Shaolin Temple by himself. He is only suitable for being a monk, a master who doesn't enter the temple. To be a monk, he must be at the presiding level. He can only instruct others. Who dares to instruct him?

"Are you doing anything? It's okay, I'll hang up." George Sheng proposed first.

Song Xi said instinctively: "I'm nothing... Hey, by the way, I just recently went to a folk remedy, saying that before going to bed at night, drink a glass of cold water with vinegar to promote sleep."

"Ok."

"Okay, I'm fulfilled and retire, you can hang up."

Song Xi said very casually. After two seconds, she did not hear George Sheng's voice. She glanced at the phone screen and indicated that the call was over.

She squatted her mouth, muttering in her heart, she didn't even say goodbye, and she was rude.

I think so, but holding the phone, Song Xi still couldn’t stop jumping for joy. George Sheng took the initiative to call her and talked for so long. It seems that he has never had time before, but her side He knew what was going on, and he took Ren Shanshan back to Panzhou.

She knew that a single phone call would make her ‘complain’ all over. This is very hopeless, but what can be done? Who made her be generous, forgive him.

Throughout the afternoon, Song Xi was in a good mood. Even the intern under her hand made a mistake, and she patiently corrected it.

In the evening, she called Qiao Aiwen, and the two of them made an appointment for a meal, changed their coats and walked out of the office, and met Ling Yue in the corridor.

Ling Yue looked at Song Xi and said, "Da Mengmeng wants to lose weight and will not eat at night. What is your plan?"

Song Xi wanted to make an appointment, but when the words came to her lips, she said: "Let's go, let's have a meal together, just to discuss with you the new medicine of JM Company, have you been in contact with you in the United States."

Ling Yue had no doubt about him, and left the hospital with Song Xi and drove to the hotel.

Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen had an appointment with a Japanese food store. When they arrived at the door, Song Xi called Qiao Aiwen and asked him if he had arrived. Qiao Aiwen had arrived and said the box room number.

Ling Yue turned his head to look at Song Xi: "Have you dated someone else?"

Song Xi knew Ling Yue's temper, so she had to behave well before she cuts it out, and she had to tell the truth: "Brother, I have an appointment with Qiao Aiwen."

Hearing this, Ling Yue was walking, but suddenly stopped, and stared at Song Xi with no eyes.

Song Xi hurriedly said: "I didn't want to call you, but you ran into it yourself and asked me what I had planned for the evening."

Ling Yue turned to leave, Song Xi grabbed his arm and said, "Brother, it's all here. Let's go in for a meal. What are you afraid of when I am here? She can still eat you?"

Ling Yue said: "Don't call me brother, I don't have a sister like you who sells friends for glory."

Song Xi said, "What did Qiao Aiwen do to you? Why did you hide from her like this? Do you know that you look so embarrassed!"

Struck a snake and hit seven inches, Ling Yue stood there, looking at Song Xi, and replied blankly: "Some people can't afford to hide. I don't want to fall in love or waste each other's time."

As soon as the conversation changed, he dissed Song Xi: "No wonder you haven't seen you for two years, and your level is like this. It turns out that you usually think about how to protect the media and pull the line."