Chapter 389

There was no superfluous expression on Georgeson's face. He dropped a sentence: "have a rest." Then he turned and walked opposite.

Song Xi is standing at the door. Before he comes back to the room, she has closed the door. Georges Sheng hears the sound of closing the door behind him. He stands in the same place and pushes the door into his room a few seconds later.

After returning to the room, Song Xi holds the box in her left hand and the Star Pendant in her right hand. She looks left and right, but she doesn't see the mystery. Sitting on the sofa, she unconsciously takes the star to the tip of her nose and smells it. There is a faint smell of rosin mixed with the smell of logs, which is very fresh.

Song Xi felt the smooth lines on the surface of the stars. He felt more and more that it wasn't made by a large number of machines, but it was more like a pure handmade product. Moreover, it was very new, and even the taste was very pure, just like only two people's hands, from Georges Sheng to her.

Reason and sensibility are mixed together. Song Xi is not sure whether she is clever or wishful thinking. Is it difficult for Georges Sheng to carve a star for her? Who does she think she is?

George Sheng's personality is not easy to get along with, and he probably likes it strangely. He is in a big dye vat, but he likes this kind of simple thing. Maybe stars are handmade, but Dingtian is the old shop he passed by. On the spur of the moment, he asked the craftsman to carve a star and bring it back to her as a gift.

He has a good saying that she has been treating him for such a long time, but she has never paid for it.

Song Xi leans on the sofa and raises his arm. He has a black leather rope hanging from his fingertips and a log star falling under the leather rope. He hates his inhumanity, his unfathomability and his own wishful thinking, but he can't restrain his demands on him.

Just like now, he casually sent a star to her, she can quietly watch for more than ten minutes, also don't know what to look good.

The next morning, as soon as Song Xi opened her eyes, she saw the small box at the bedside table. She raised her hand and took it over. The lid of the box was opened. Her eyes were hazy and she looked at it for a long time.

She is an honest person, and she knows that she is a little interested in Georgeson. But at the same time, she is very rational. She carefully weighs the pros and cons. Obviously, it is better to give up this idea as soon as possible.

Put the stars back in the box. Song Xi gets up to pack them up. She is going back to the night city this afternoon. She used to pack her luggage, and the box containing the stars is put in the deepest place by her.

After wandering for a long time, Song Xi arrived at the airport on time. When she arrived at the terminal, she saw George Sheng sitting in the corner at a glance. Whenever he was free, he was reading books, magazines and newspapers.

Song Xi, carrying seven or eight shopping bags, goes to George Sheng and sits down. Without looking up, George Sheng seems to have known it was her for a long time. Song Xi takes a box out of the bag and hands it to George Sheng: "here's yours."

George Sheng took a look and asked, "what?"

Song Xi said: "it's a Christmas gift. You gave me a gift yesterday. It's reciprocity."

She used to talk like this, straight to straight, but Georges Sheng was very upset, even a hypocritical politeness is not, very like a barter deal.

Looking down at the magazine in his hand, Georges Sheng quietly replied: "you take it first, I have no place to install it."

Song Xi brightly took it back: "I'll give it to you when I go back."

Just a few words, until boarding, the two are their own, no communication.

On the way back, Song Xi is sleeping all the time and sleeps to his destination.

It's very cold in the night city these two days. It's almost minus 20 degrees at night. Song Xi is ready to take a long cashmere coat with her. But Rao is so. When she comes out of the airport gate, it's still freezing, especially when she's carrying things in both hands.

George Sheng looked at her and said, "can I help you with it?"

Song Xi shook his head while his teeth trembled

Someone came to pick up Georges Sheng, but it was not Yuanbao. Georges Sheng walked to the car and thought Song Xi would follow her. As a result, she walked in other directions and stood in the same place. Georges Sheng could not help asking, "where are you going?"

Song Xi turned back and said, "you go first. I've made an appointment to have dinner with you."

George Sheng said nothing. He bent down and got into the car. The figure disappeared.

Song Xi also quickly called a taxi and told the driver to go to the Tiandi family.

Out of Airport Road, Song Xi's taxi and George Sheng's private car are waiting side by side at the intersection because of a red light. Song Xi doesn't squint, but Yu Guang can see the back window of the black car next door. George Sheng's car can never be seen from the outside, and she doesn't know what he is doing at this time.

After 60 seconds of red light, the two cars started one after another. Of course, the taxi can't compare with the million class private car. The other side stepped on the accelerator, and the car ran out for tens of meters. The taxi side has just been oiled.

Just like two players who are not of the same level, even if they are on the same starting line, they will not reach the finish line together.

Song Xi's heart is not lost, but this kind of loss is still under control. It's like a strange favor for him. It must be because after living together for a long time, he suddenly left for a month and a half. She will miss it. It's a normal reaction and a physiological behavior.

Now that we meet, we can see that he is still as good as he used to be. Song Xi sits in the back seat and laughs and laughs at herself. She won't like George Sheng. Who can serve whom.

When he came to Tiandi's house, Song Xi went straight into the room. The door was pushed open. There were only two people sitting beside the big round table, Tong Hao on the left and Yuanbao on the right.

Three people look at each other, Song Xi said with a smile: "wait a long time?"

Tong Hao and Yuan Bao see that she has carried so many things. They all get up to help. The difference is that the former starts from the heart, while the latter is due to politeness.

The hotel is very hot. Song Xi takes off her coat, which is still summer clothes. She hands out a gift on the spot and hands Tong Hao a shopping bag: "this is yours."

Then he handed one to Yuanbao: "this is yours."

Yuanbao thanks. Tong Hao looks at her and asks, "is it cold?"

Song Xi said: "fortunately, all the way in the car."

Three people sit down to eat hot pot, midway song Xixiao said: "George Sheng seems not to know that I have an appointment with you two, feel like we three are dumping people."

Tong Hao didn't answer. Yuanbao said, "brother Sheng has something else to do at night."

Song Xi took a look at him. Yuanbao said, "we just called him over the phone. He has no time."

Song Xi pulled up the corner of his lip and held a chopstick of mutton: "then he has no luck. What's better than eating hot pot in winter?"

A trip to Macao, although the three people only spend one day together, it does not affect the speed of Song Xi and Tong Hao becoming friends. The three people on the table clink glasses together, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

When Song Xi goes out to the bathroom, there are only Tong Hao and Yuan Bao in the room.

Tong Hao lit a cigarette and asked, "what does brother Sheng mean?"

Yuanbao hears the speech and looks up at him.

Tong Hao calmly looked back at Yuanbao and opened his lips: "I know he has been in England a while ago..."