Life With You

After only getting up more than 20 centimeters, I suddenly felt that the entire back and waist were as heavy as a lead, with a familiar soreness in the sink. Song Xi couldn't hold back, frowning, staying in the air for a few seconds, and then slowly Lie down.

Upon seeing this, George Sheng asked in a low voice, "Where is it uncomfortable, does it hurt in the back?"

Song Xi couldn't hide it, so she nodded gently, "A little bit, it's okay, just lie down for a while."

George Sheng held her hand and said, "I will ask the doctor to come in and show you."

Song Xi pretended to be unintentional, "It's okay, I'm getting sick, I know my waist, I guess I got up a bit."

The more she didn't care about it, the more guilty George Sheng felt. He touched her forehead with his thumb, and he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Song Xi folded her fingers, held George Sheng tightly, and said, "Don't be so numb, it's not for you."

George Sheng didn't say a word. He stared at her with obsidian eyes unblinking. Song Xi met his eyes without changing his face. Then he said, "Is your wife great? Didn't you hold back? ?"

George Sheng's eyes were unabashedly pampering and proud, his thin lips opened, and he replied: "It's great, you saved the lives of Yuan Bao and I."

Song Xi smiled and said, "Just forget the savior, just treat me better in the future."

George Sheng said, "Am I wrong to you?"

Song Xi said: "If you work hard, there should be room for improvement."

George Sheng responded, "Okay, you will supervise me from now on."

Song Xi didn't want to make the atmosphere very sad. Even if it was nine deaths last night, aren't they all well now?

She is even ready to die with him, and now living together, what else is there to be afraid of?

Seeing George Sheng sitting in a wheelchair, Song Xi said, "How are your legs?"

George Sheng said: "It's okay."

Song Xi said: "Gunshot wound, my brother, now you stand up and run to show me?"

George Sheng asked: "Do you really want to see?"

Song Xi knew that he couldn't help the excitement, so he could only put the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm fine, I didn't hurt anywhere, and I didn't touch anywhere. Go back and lie down quickly and try not to get out of bed. Get out of bed, you move back and forth on this bed, you will definitely touch the wound, don't you hurt?"

In fact, Song Xi didn't need to ask, how could it not hurt? The operation was only done yesterday, and he got out of bed today. He really thought he was beaten by iron.

George Sheng said: "It doesn't hurt, I don't hurt anywhere when I see you."

Song Xi wanted to ‘cut’ him very much, but for some reason, her nose suddenly became sore, tears welled up in her eyes, she held her mouth and opened her arms towards George Sheng.

George Sheng leaned closer, and Song Xi twisted and hugged his neck. When the emotions reached a certain level, she nestled in his neck and choked unscrupulously.

She was so afraid that she would never see him again, that he would be hurt, so that the best him in the world would just disappear.

George Sheng's arm passed through Song Xi's back and held her tightly. He kept mumbling in her ear. It took a long time before she realized and heard him say: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm... "

Song Xi tried his best to hold back his choking, and said in a low voice, "I am not afraid of danger. As long as you are there, I am not afraid of anything."

George Sheng had already hugged her very tightly. Hearing this, he folded his arms again. Song Xi was a little bit painful when he was hooped, and his breathing started to become difficult. But this is the sense of security in George Sheng's way. He is dangerous and safe. The contradictory body, people who fall in love with him will definitely indulge in the dangers he gives, and at the same time, he will give his lover enough sense of security.

Song Xi has never touched a gun in her life. She took the gun from him on the streets of Bali. Last night, she took another gun from him. In her previous worldview, there were policemen for right and wrong. Decided with the judge, but at the very last night, what was right or wrong, what was black and white, she had a thought in her heart. Whoever dared to shoot George Sheng and Yuan Bao, she dared to shoot anyone.

Slowly, he turned her into the same person as him—the original black and white ‘bad guy’ of Song Xijue.

But in such a situation, Song Xi suddenly realized that someone who would define others at will without knowing anything was really hateful, no different from a bad person.

At least in Song Xi's opinion, George Sheng has been working hard to lead a normal life, and doing business is clean, but he can't stand others holding a gun in front of him. Shouldn't he fight back? Is it just waiting to die?

There are too many people and things in this world that cannot be defined by right and wrong and black and white.

Song Xiwo was resting on George Sheng's shoulder, feeling the familiar warmth and familiar sense of security. George Sheng took a tissue from the side and handed it to her, feeling her mood gradually stabilized, and then she said: "It will not be very peaceful recently. Would you like to go abroad to relax?"

Song Xi muffled and said, "Are you going?"

George Sheng said: "You go first."

Song Xi immediately replied: "Where are you where I am."

George Sheng was silent for a moment, then buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath, and whispered, "That's fine."

She was under his eyelids, and he could see her every day, always making sure of her safety.

Song Xi said: "I used to say that my dad was in Night City and I would not go anywhere. Now there is another you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Don't want to leave me alone."

George Sheng kissed her, obviously very gentle, but inexplicably, it made people feel inevitable, dangerous and overbearing. After a deep kiss that was enough to calm her mood, Song Xi's eyes softened, and George Sheng's black pupils were also a bit confused. Chaos, clasping her neck with his big hands, he looked at her and said: "It's okay to stay in the night city, I will have a lot of things to do recently..."

He was only half talking, and Song Xi said first: "You are busy with you, don't need to accompany me, Yuan Bao will stay in Changning with peace of mind. I have said that it will make him better, so I will do what I say."

George Sheng pulled Song Xi in front of him, their foreheads touched each other, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Song Xi smiled slightly, "You're welcome, it's because you are my husband."

George Sheng said again: "Thank you, wife."

Song Xi said, "You're welcome, husband."

She told him a long time ago that she is not a canary in a gorgeous cage. Even if it is a bird, she is also an eagle. She can fight alongside him. In special times, she must be his backing so that he can rest assured. Dealing with things in the front, she is behind.

George Sheng thought countless times in his heart, God is not so bad to him after all, if he has a wife like this, how can he please?

I stayed with Song Xi in the doctor’s lounge for a period of time. Although George Sheng didn’t clearly say what he was going to do next, Song Xi had made it clear that to do what he had to do, not only did she not need him to take care of him, but if he needed anything. , She was always there.

Thousands of words, losing to a gentle gaze after experiencing life and death, George Sheng said: "You have to sleep a little longer, now it's only 8 o'clock in the morning."

Song Xi is very smart and keen. She immediately understood that he was going to leave. She nodded obediently, "Well, I'm also sleepy. Go ahead."