Song Xi releases George Sheng's sleeve and raises his hand to cover the upper half of his face. When he sees her gently lifting her lips, he laughs and says, "Why are we all unhappy?"
Even if it was a drunken talk, Georges Sheng could not restrain his chest.
Song Xi... Is she really unhappy?
He knows that she has been trying to cater, that she lives carefully, and that many times, she has suffered a lot of grievances, but most of the time she smiles, polite smile, polite smile, sincere smile, sometimes smile more, he actually thinks that she is very happy.
After a moment's silence, Georges Sheng opened his thin lips and said, "I'm happy today. You say what you want. I'll try my best to satisfy you."
Song Xi's arm is still horizontal in front of her eyes, and her red lips open and close. She says in a voice, "I want to turn back time."
Georgeson pursed his lower lip. For a moment, he felt that she was looking for something, but he immediately recognized the sadness in her words.
He said, "you're only twenty-six. What's the matter with you?"
After that, he thought of song Yuanqing and then said, "I'll take care of your father. You don't have to worry."
Song Xi's nose is very sour, and he sobs softly again: "I miss my father."
George Sheng was silent for a long time. He said in a low voice, "at least you can see him."
In the fitting room, there was only Song Xi's clatter. After shaking for a while, George Sheng looked at Song Xi and said, "don't cry. Get up. It's not embarrassing to go out later."
Song Xi whispered back: "Shh, don't talk. I'll sleep for a while."
George Sheng, with patience, said in a good voice as much as he could, "get up first, and then go back to sleep."
Song Xi doesn't pay any attention to him at all. Even when George Sheng pats her, he doesn't respond. He can only lean down, put his palm under her neck and lift her up.
Song Xi is light and easy to lift, but she has no bones all over her body, and she can't sit. With her eyes closed, she falls into his arms, hitting his clavicle with her head.
George Sheng called her, "Song Xi?"
He knows the quality of Song Xi's sleep. When he says to sleep, Georges Sheng makes a hot potato in his hand. He doesn't take it or throw it. He blocks his heart.
Outside the dressing room, the rest of the people were sitting on the sofa drinking and chatting. Huo Jiamin had fallen asleep on the sofa. Chang jingle looked at his watch, raised his lips and said, "it's nearly 20 minutes."
Tong Hao looked down and picked up his glass to drink.
Yuanbao sits on the opposite side, peeling pistachio nuts one by one. He doesn't eat them after peeling them. It seems that he is killing time.
Ruan Boyan also laughed meaningfully: "I'm really curious about what Zhisheng is doing when he can stay there so long."
Chang jingle said, "if you haven't pinched a little bit out, it's just that you haven't been" busy. "
Ruan Boyan had a bigger smile on his face, and then he looked at Yuanbao: "Hey, does Zhisheng have much private contact with Song Xi on weekdays?"
Yuanbao looked up slowly: "I don't know."
Chang jingle said, "don't come here. You follow Zhisheng all day. What does he do? Don't you know?"
Yuanbao calmly replied, "I've been with you all the time today. Brother Sheng is a latecomer. I don't know what he's doing at this time."
Then he added, "we don't sleep together. What does he do with the door closed at night? How can I know?"
Chang jingle's position was not firm. He immediately leaned back: "yes."
Ruan Boyan said with great interest: "Song Xi is not a simple person."
Several people sat on the sofa, chatting with each other. On the way, Chang jingle went to listen to the foot of the wall several times, but was stopped by Yuanbao.
It took nearly half an hour to open the door of the dressing room. As soon as the door rang, Tong Hao immediately looked up.
George Sheng, wearing military trousers, leather boots and a white shirt, stepped out with a man in his arms. The man was wrapped in his black coat and only showed a short half of his leg and high-heeled shoes.
See, a few people on the sofa are slightly changed, some accident.
George Sheng comes over without expression. Tong Hao and Yuan Bao both stand up, but the former is worried about Song Xi, while the latter looks at George Sheng.
Georges Sheng light way: "she drinks too much, I send her back."
Chang jingle looks into George Sheng's arms. Song Xi's face is covered by the collar of his coat. He only shows his forehead. He winks and makes a silent mouth to indicate what George Sheng has done to Song Xi.
George Sheng's eyes were cold and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just said to Yuanbao, "don't send me."
After that, holding Song Xi, he turned and walked out. Yuanbao opened the door with him. Chang jingle said with a smile, "do you see that Zhisheng's shirt is wrinkled?"
Ruan Boyan chuckled and said, "is this enlightening?"
Tong Hao's face was taut. At the beginning, he didn't say a word. After a while, he raised his head and asked unintentionally, "has brother Sheng broken with that woman completely?"
Wen Yan, Chang jingle and Ruan Boyan look different at the same time.
Chang jingle said: "I don't know if I'm going to study in Oxford. I haven't seen you in night city for two years anyway."
Ruan Boyan said: "I don't know what happened between them. He didn't say it, but he didn't want to look for it again..." when he said this, he stopped for a moment and then said: "besides Jiamin, Song Xi is the only one who can get close to him in the past two years. Otherwise, how can I say it differently?"
Tong Hao does not smile, eyes seriously asked: "he likes Song Xi?"
Ruan Boyan looked back at Tong Hao and said, "why? Do you like Song Xi? "
Tong Hao hesitated for a moment: "well, I think she is very interesting."
Chang jingle also looked at Tong Hao: "is it true or false?"
Tong Hao is noncommittal, just looked up to drink wine.
"Then why didn't you stop just now?" Chang jingle said.
Tong Hao put down his wine glass, lit a cigarette and said, "brother Sheng first met me. If he likes it, I won't touch it."
Yuanbao sends George Sheng and Song Xi into the car. When they come back, they just hear Tong Hao's words. They walk over, but Yuanbao doesn't make a sound.
Sure enough, Chang jingle asked him again, "Yuanbao, does Zhisheng like Songxi?"
Yuanbao leans on the sofa, lazy with reason: "I don't know."
Chang jingle frowned lightly and hissed: "you are still very tight lipped with us."
Yuanbao said: "I can only guess what Sheng Ge thinks in his heart. Do you think he will discuss with me who he likes and who he doesn't like when he's free?"
Chang jingle said, "guess what?"
Yuanbao said, "half of it, either like it or don't like it."
Chang jingle glanced at him and said it just like he didn't say it.
Tong Hao, sitting opposite, asked, "you are familiar with Song Xi. Does she have anyone she likes?"
There was no outsider in the room. Yuanbao said in a voice, "I only know that she has been in love before. Her boyfriend is still a policeman. Later, it's not clear how to divide them."
Tong Hao asked again, "what's your name?"
Yuanbao said: "it seems that his surname is Shen. I didn't pay attention to the specific name, but I checked before. The man is not in the night city now. I don't know where he is."