Life With You

Chapter 97: She is not alone

Song Xi entered the narrow alley and successfully shook off the tail behind him. She wanted to find a place with a small number of people to vent. As a result, there was Maserati in front and Bentley in the back. Both cars drove her to run like sick. Thanks to their blessing, Song Xi drove the car to look back at the community where Dong Xu was located, and it was just forty minutes before and after.

When she went upstairs and rang the doorbell, Han Chunmeng came over to open the door. The moment she saw Song Xi, she strode forward and hugged Song Xi’s neck without saying a word. Song Xi heard Han Chunmeng’s choking sound and her throat was sore. Patting Han Chunmeng on the back, he comforted: "It's okay."

The two hugged at the door. Gu Dongxu flashed out of the living room. First, he glanced at Song Xi and saw that she was not crying. Then he walked over, put his big hands on Han Chunmeng's head, and said grinningly: "Okay, come in and cry. "

Han Chunmeng took a step back and reached out to wipe tears.

Gu Dongxu deliberately turned off the topic and said to Song Xi: "It's pretty quick to come back, where should I drive?"

Song Xi said a landmark, and Gu Dongxu raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did you go? It takes me at least forty-six or seven minutes for this far."

Song Xi changed shoes and said, "Who am I? Can I be like you?"

Gu Dongxu said arrogantly: "You bull, I won't fight with you."

The three of them walked from the hallway to the living room together. The coffee table in the living room was filled with the dishes Song Xi likes to eat on weekdays, a few large packages of snacks on the sofa, and a can of green beer on the side.

Han Chunmeng asked: "You haven't eaten yet, right?"

Song Xi blurted out, "I have eaten."

Han Chunmeng asked: "Where did you eat it?"

Song Xi returned to his senses, "My dad's friend's house."

Speaking of Song Yuanqing, Han Chunmeng's tears were shallow, and he immediately lowered his head. He wanted to say something lightly and eat a little bit more easily. As a result, the first word he spoke was filled with sourness.

Song Xi was especially afraid of affecting people around her because of her. When she saw this, she tried to pretend to be a okay person, patted Han Chunmeng on the back and said, "Ah, it’s okay, don’t cry, you see me. Hold on."

When Song Xi said this, Han Chunmeng's tears fell more fiercely, and she couldn't stop choking. She was also afraid that Song Xi would be sad, so she turned her back.

Song Xi's eyes were red, she smiled and said to Gu Dongxu: "You hurry up, coax her."

From his chest to his throat, Gu Dongxu seemed to be blocked by something. It was so stuffy and sour that he couldn't hold back a word. He simply sat on the sofa, opened a can of beer, and poured his head up.

Song Xi stood in the middle of the two, with Han Chunmeng's sobbing sound on the left. She didn't know what to do for a while. She stood quietly for a while, then sat down opposite Gu Dongxu, pulled out a can of beer, and whispered: "Don't drink it alone."

She held a beer can, Gu Dongxu stopped and touched one with her.

Song Xi raised her slender and white neck and filled her belly with cold beer. When she drank one-third of the time, Gu Dongxu had already drunk one can, and Han Chunmeng wiped out her tears and said dully, "I'm still there. ."

She took a can of beer and clinked a glass with Song Xi. The three of them didn't say a word. First, one of them did one.

After drinking, Song Xi picked up the disposable chopsticks on the table, lowered his head and held a salt and pepper prawn to his mouth, and said vaguely: "I just want to eat this."

In the past, Han Chunmeng would be happy when he saw something delicious, but today he was crying, holding his chopsticks into Song Xi's bowl, and muttering: "Eat this, this is also delicious..."

Song Xi looked at the food piled up in the bowl and joked, "What are you doing, I didn't stop after eating this meal."

Han Chunmeng frowned, "Bah, what are you talking about?"

While talking, tears fell again.

Song Xi looked at Han Chunmeng, and the corners of her lips curled up, "Damenmeng, don't be like that, don't you think I'm fine, obedient, don't cry."

Han Chunmeng seemed to be extremely wronged, and suddenly choked up, crying as he said: "Xiao Xi, don't be afraid, even if the sky falls, we will stand by with you."

Song Xi had been tolerant from the moment he entered the door.

There was no other taste in his mouth, only the sour taste, and when he reached out and put his hand on Han Chunmeng's leg, it took only two seconds for Song Xi to flush from her eyes to tears.

Song Yuanqing had an accident, and no one in this world would be more sad than her. She was so sad that she wished to go to jail for Song Yuanqing or use Yangshou to protect Song Yuanqing from disaster.

Putting down the chopsticks, Song Xi covered her face with her hands, shaking from her shoulders to trembling all over, she suppressed the crying, but couldn't suppress the pain.

Han Chunmeng cried with Song Xi, and Gu Dongxu sat silently aside, saying nothing, only his eyes were red.

Song Xi cried, moved her hand away, pulled a piece of tissue to blow her nose, cast her eyes down, and whispered, "Seven years, I will wait for him to come out."

Han Chunmeng nodded, "We will wait for your uncle to come out with you. Seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you will go out as an uncle and travel far away."

Song Xi didn't know which pain nerve was poked, and he frowned. He cried and said, "But I miss him..."

Han Chunmeng burst into tears, trying to persuade Song Xi, but cried intermittently, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Gu Dongxu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "I will find someone to take care of Uncle Song as much as possible, so don't worry."

Song Xi had too many things to say, but she didn't want to say a word. She cried a few times, and finally found that she was helpless. When it was too painful, it was useless to think about anything. She could only use alcohol to numb herself. If people don’t When I wake up, my pain nerves become numb.

The three of them picked up the beer one after another, sometimes they would say a few words before drinking, sometimes they didn't have a word, just the mechanical hope to accompany and share Song Xi's pain.

Unknowingly, the feet of the three of them were full of beer cans. Song Xi supported half of his face with one hand, and said with a chuckle: "How long have we not been drunk like this?"

Han Chunmeng blushed, eyes swollen, and said vaguely: "Last year, I celebrated my birthday."

Song Xi smiled and said, "I remember, that time you had beer mixed with white and you drank half a bottle of red wine, and you couldn't vomit. Dongxu carried you into the car, and you vomited. , If it wasn't for me, he would throw the manhole cover for you."

Han Chunmeng glanced at Gu Dongxu and said, "You want to throw me on the ground, then you are really not a human. Do you remember the time when you drank too much in high school? It was the hotel where I carried you all the way back from the restaurant, and almost didn't get me old. Tired."

Song Xi giggled: "Yes, yes, it seems that there is something like this, why is he drinking too much?"

Han Chunmeng looked disgusted, "I broke up with the school flower next door, it's uncomfortable to die or live."

Song Xi patted the table and complained with Han Chunmeng.

Gu Dongxu said blankly: "If you don't mention it, I forgot it."

Han Chunmeng glanced at him and said: "Back then, love died and lived, and breaking up was like killing you half-life. Why do you say forget and forget now?"

Gu Dongxu drank the remaining half bottle of wine, and then said: "When I was young, I didn't understand love at all."

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