Chapter 296

Song Xi pushed the door and entered, holding a glass of milk in his hand. He went to the bedside and put it on his right hand. "You'll be thirsty for a while and drink it as water."

George Sheng is always "arrogant". What should he do? Song Xi glanced at the book in his hand. The white cover should have taken down the outermost package. She couldn't see what it was. She asked, "what book are you reading recently?"

Georges Sheng did not raise his eyes, light back: "free choice."

Song Xi said: "books are good books, but they are not suitable for reading before going to bed. I'll bring you some back tomorrow. You can try to read some relaxing books before going to bed, or see some things that will make people feel happy."

George Sheng said, "do you want to change the color of the furniture and the pattern of the house?"

He said this with a sense of provocation and ridicule, but Song Xi did not answer the rhetorical question: "can I change it? I've thought about it. I'm afraid you don't like it. "

George Sheng choked for a while, lifted his eyelids, looked at her and said, "are you a doctor or an interior decorator?"

Not angry, Song Xi replied with a smile: "psychology is also a kind of medicine. Now practice has shown that people's mood is inseparable from what they see, and psychological reactions are often implemented in action."

She said, looking at the pure black curtain on the right, "for people who don't sleep well, they really need a low light and quiet environment, but low light doesn't mean that it's dark. Black can make people feel down to a certain extent, which is not suitable for large area use in your room."

George Sheng didn't argue with her. After all, it was her strength. He just asked, "what do you use without black? Is it pink? "

Song Ximei's eyes were slightly staring, and she couldn't wait to reply: "you really guessed right. Pink can reduce the secretion of adrenal gland color. Irritable people should see more pink, which is more effective in suppressing emotions."

George Sheng or that pair of unsmiling face, blinking at Song Xi, eyes with a threat to ask: "I am very irritable?"

Song Xi couldn't smile at his eyes. She had an idea: "you look good in black, but no one else can see you in the room. You should choose the color to make yourself comfortable, don't you think?"

Strictly speaking, Song Xi didn't answer the question, but she was just witty, so she openly praised George Sheng.

Who is Georgeson? In his eyes, her little tricks were Sima Zhao's way of thinking. When he glanced at her, he was cold. Nonsense. What did he wear to look good or not?

Song Xi sees that he doesn't intend to pursue the case. He laments that he has escaped by a narrow escape. It seems that flattery really works for him. No wonder he says that others just follow suit.

With a smile on his face, Song Xi said, "you can go to bed earlier after reading. I'm gone. Good night."

George Sheng suddenly said, "I have something to do tomorrow night. Maybe I won't come back."

Song Xi looked at him, "Oh."

Seeing that she didn't follow up, George Sheng said, "tomorrow or before 7:30, I'll be in the company."

Song Xipin for a few seconds, tentatively asked: "or send things to your company?"

"Well."

Song Xi said, "I'm going to leave work at six o'clock, and I can't make it back and forth."

George Sheng said, "it's your business. Make it your own."

Song Xi over the brain, it seems that she can only take to the hospital, and then off work to send him there.

"Good." She answered.

Georges Sheng did not look up, light way: "go."

Song Xi thought he was going to tell her where to go. Later, he told her to go.

Chi extremely counter laugh, Song Xi suddenly to George Sheng a hunch, "chirp."

George Sheng can't help looking at her. Song Xi smiles like a flower and says to him, "if you have nothing to do, you can have some fun for yourself. You can sleep better at night."

With that, he turned away.

When he heard the door closing, Georges Sheng blinked his long eyelashes and thought of her "chirp".

The corners of his lips rose, and his beautiful face, like an iceberg, finally became warm in spring.

Song Xi returns to his room on the third floor. The bedside lamp is on in the room. The whole room is warm and yellow. In the cat's nest by the wall, coyotes and dogs curl up on it to sleep. On the cat's shelf standing on one side, coke and seven Xi live in a corner, and they all sleep soundly.

Open the quilt to lie on the bed, Song Xi is sleepy, can close eyes, in front of a scarlet, nose as if can smell the bloody smell of stimulation.

Frowning, she endured for a long time, and finally opened her eyes. During this time, she had some difficulties in sleeping, except that she was very sleepy in Georgeson's room last night, and she fainted without delay for a second.

Now she's lying in bed alone. She tries not to think about those horrible pictures, but it doesn't have any practical effect. She turns over. Song Xi closes her eyes and thinks about George Sheng. She thinks that he suddenly appears in the pet store, thinks that he's holding the nose and paws of the little wolf dog, and thinks that he's pulling her in the kitchen

It's the most effective way for Song Xi to control violence with violence and evil with evil. When she thinks about Georges Sheng, all the ghosts and ghosts dare not come near her. She doesn't know when she will fall asleep. Then she opens her eyes and it's the next morning.

Before she left, she washed a cup of honey water for George Sheng and put it at the door of the room. She went to work normally during the day, but at three or four in the afternoon, Song Xi took out a packet of wheat, a packet of red dates and a portion of licorice from the cupboard.

There are all kinds of tools in the tea room outside of my heart. Song Xi cooks the soup carefully. During this time, other doctors ask, "doctor song, what do you cook?"

Song Xi's face calmly replied: "recently, sleep is a little bad. Director Qin gave me a prescription. Let me recuperate."

Everyone has no doubt about him. Song Xi boils out two portions, one of which he drinks on the spot, and the other is put into a thermos cup. After work, he drives straight to Haiwei.

Come to the front desk, or yesterday that beauty, see Song Xi, beauty initiative way: "give Joe always send take out, right? This way, go straight up

Song Xi smiles and nods, carrying his bag to the elevator.

Take the elevator to the top floor. Today, no one is at the entrance of the elevator. Song Xi walks in easily. On the way, he sees the familiar face of yesterday. When the male assistant sees her, he is also slightly stunned. Then he smiles, "deliver takeout to Joe?"

Song Xi nodded awkwardly. The assistant was very polite and took her to the office door in person.

Song Xi thanks. Someone turns inside and tells Georges that the delivery man is coming. Georges asks her to go in.

Pushing the door, Song Xi heard a string of fluent English with partial English pronunciation before she could see him. When she turned the corner, she saw Georges Sheng talking on the phone.

There was a carpet in the room, but Song Xi was still very careful when he walked. He didn't make any sound.

When she came to the tea table, she opened her bag, took out the thermos cup and lunch box, and wanted to come and go in a low-key way.

But just two steps away, I heard George Sheng say in Chinese, "you wait for a while."

Song Xiwen went to the office. He was sitting on the office chair, blocking the microphone with one hand, looking at her.