Song Xi has a lunch with Qi Wei at noon. When he wants to check out, he remembers that he doesn't have a bag at all. She wants to pay with her mobile phone. Of course, Qi Wei doesn't give her the chance. He buys the bill halfway.
Take a taxi to send her back to the hospital, to the door of the hospital, Song Xi get off, Qi did not lower the window to her, said: "I will not send you in."
Song Xi said: "OK, your legs and feet are not convenient."
Qi Wei said angrily, "keep your voice down, master. I thought I was born with something wrong."
With that, he explained to the driver, "I've got a fracture. It can be cured."
The driver smiles, Song Xi gives speechless white eyes.
"Come on in." Qi Wei smiles at Song Xi.
Song Xi waved to him and turned to leave. As soon as she turned around, she suddenly thought of something and turned back immediately: "Hey."
Qi Wei immediately said to the driver, "wait a minute."
Song Xi took off his coat and handed it in along the window: "I almost forgot."
Qi Wei said, "you can wear it."
Song Xi said: "it's better for you to wear it. Don't go back and catch a cold. I really don't know whether to send you to orthopedics department or outpatient department."
Qi Wei looked at Song Xi in a single thin white coat and urged: "I won't tell you. Let's go. I'll call you out another day."
"Good bye."
Song Xi smiles and waves with him, turns around and trots into the hospital.
Qi did not see her leave. After a while, he raised the window and told the driver where to go. The driver said with a smile, "you are so young and beautiful, and you are still working in Xiehe. No wonder you have to pick up the car because of your poor legs."
Qi Wei's handsome face with a smile like nothing, silent.
The driver asked himself, "how long have you been chasing me?"
Qi Wei said: "not long."
"The driver said:" she looks beautiful, you are also handsome ah, not afraid to catch up, slowly
Smelling speech, Qi Wei's lips curled up and became bigger. A few seconds later, he said, "if only she could look at her face."
Song Xi ran back to the hospital, a cold and a hot, a shiver on the body, holding a mobile phone, she hesitated whether to give George Sheng a call.
If she didn't fight, she was not happy and always wanted to know; She was afraid that the answer was not what she wanted.
At the end of the day, she didn't believe in Georgeson 100 percent.
Is tangled, head-on quickly came a little nurse, told Song Xi to go to the deputy director's office, Ding Huiqin to find her.
This interruption, there is an operation in the afternoon, busy inside and outside, in the twinkling of an eye it is time to get off work.
Han Chunmeng asks Song Xi to go home for dinner. Song Xi finds an excuse to refuse. It's not that he has no time, but that he doesn't know how to face Gu Dongxu.
Come to the parking lot, sit in the car, Song Xi no longer grinding Ji, decisive call George Sheng, the phone, think for a long time, George Sheng did not answer.
Song Xixian less impatient, immediately sent a text message to him, told him to see back to her.
Song Xi waited for ten minutes when the text message was sent out, but Georges Sheng didn't return, so she had to drive home first.
It's past 12 o'clock in the night. Qixi and kekelo sleep together. Coyote curls up on the carpet beside the bed. During this time, it grows at a speed that can be seen by naked eyes. Before, it was only as long as its forearm. Now it has grown more than half of its hands, and its ears have gone from completely drooping to now half vertical and half drooping.
Song Xi is sitting by the bed with a computer and a lot of information on his leg, but his eyes are dazed at the sleeping wolf dog.
She had to admit that Gu Dongxu's words bothered her all day, and she was thinking about it all the time. She was looking forward to the best result, which was misunderstanding; I also prepared for the worst, in case it's true.
If it's true, she must reexamine Gu Dongxu's words and admit that although she and Georges Sheng live in the same world, they are not people of the same world at all. She can't turn the story over. Even if the female reporter never meets her, it's a matter of principle.
Thinking of a headache, song Xidi picked up her mobile phone and pressed the light on the screen. There was no short message or missed answer on it. She didn't know what Georges Sheng was doing. She didn't have time to reply to her, but she had used up all her patience and called again.
The connection sound of "Du ~ Du ~ Du ~" comes from the mobile phone. Every sound is so slow, which makes people nervous. Song Xi is not even sure whether he wants him to connect or not.
This time, however, after seven rings, Georges Sheng's voice suddenly came from inside: "hello?"
Song Xi a heart to mention, holding the mobile phone hand tight for a while, brain a empty, voice asked: "where are you?"
In fact, she didn't want to ask him where he was. Maybe she wanted to ask him where he was speaking now.
Sure enough, George Sheng said in a voice that could not make waves: "what's the matter?"
Song Xi's heart beats like a drum. She knows what she's nervous about, so she hesitates a little, drops her eyes and says, "well, there's something I want to ask you."
Georgeson was silent, waiting for her to speak.
Song Xi also went out and asked frankly, "what happened to the reporter who went to the cemetery to take pictures that day?"
After waiting for a few seconds, Georges Sheng didn't answer and asked, "what's this for?"
Song Xi couldn't sell Gu Dongxu, so he said, "I suddenly remember."
She almost blurted out, casually asked, but then she thought, how could it be temporary intention to call him in the middle of the night, plus the previous phone calls and text messages?
George Sheng is silent on the phone. Song Xi knows that he doesn't believe it, but she can't think of any other excuse. Forget it, she's too lazy to cover it up.
"Not much."
Waiting for a few seconds, Song Xi waited for such a painless answer.
She is not reconciled, left and right already opened mouth, if she is not to hear his answer personally, this matter son can't pass.
Before are very hesitant, at this moment, Song Xi resolutely, asked: "caught people, you did not clean up directly put?"
Georges Sheng is not a fool, how can not hear her inside and outside of the test, he simply direct way: "what you want to say, straight."
Hearing his displeasure, Song Xi replied: "have you ever asked someone to touch a female reporter?"
George Sheng said, "what is touch?"
Song Xi is a little angry because he is obviously provoking.
The face does not know when to pull down, Song Xi said in a deep voice: "did the female reporter lose herself?"
George Sheng there obvious pause, Song Xi here heart is cold, but she is still waiting for his answer.
"What's the matter with her? Do you know her? "
Song Xi holding a mobile phone, expression blurred anger and forbearance, pursed lips open, she still repeated the previous sentence: "I just ask you, female reporters have lost?"
She knew that her tone was not good and she had reached the point of questioning.
Who dares to talk to Georgeson like that? What's more, in what capacity?
They are all clay Bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they also worry about strangers. This behavior seems like a saint, but this is the bottom line of Song Xi. If Georges Sheng does, she can't live with such a person.
In the silent night, Song Xi waited for a long time while the mobile phone was displaying the call, but she responded that it was not Georges Sheng's voice, but a woman's groan. The voice was not too loud, but Song Xi heard it clearly. At first, she was confused and didn't respond. When she was in a daze, the same voice came frequently, even higher than one.
Song Xi's brain was short circuited for a moment, and then he hung up immediately without thinking about anything.