When he got up more than 20 centimeters, he suddenly felt that his whole back and back were as heavy as lead. In the process of sinking, Song Xi felt familiar pain. He frowned and stayed in the air for a few seconds, then slowly lay down.
Seeing this, Georges Sheng asked in a low voice, "what's wrong? Does your waist hurt?"
Song Xi couldn't hide it, so he had to nod gently, "a little, nothing, just lie down for a while."
George Sheng took her hand and said, "I'll ask the doctor to come in and show you."
Song Xi pretended to have no intention, "it's really OK. I've got old problems. I know my waist well. I guess I just got up."
The more she didn't care, the more ashamed George Sheng was. He touched her forehead with his thumb, and then he whispered, "I'm sorry."
Song Xi closed his fingers, clenched Georges Sheng, raised his lips and said, "don't be so numb. It's not suitable for you."
George Sheng did not make a sound, a pair of obsidian eyes staring at her without blinking, Song Xi and his four eyes opposite, face unchanged, and said: "your wife, I am not good? I didn't hold you back, did I? "
George Sheng's eyes are undisguised indulgence and pride, thin lips open, voice back: "great, I and Yuanbao's life is saved by you."
Song Xixiao said: "even if you can help me, just be nice to me in the future."
George Sheng said, "am I not good to you?"
Song Xi said: "hard work, there should be room for improvement."
George Sheng answered, "OK, you'll supervise me later."
Song Xi doesn't want to make the atmosphere very sad. Even though last night was a near death, aren't they all ok now?
She's ready to die with him. Now she's alive together. What's to be afraid of?
Seeing George Sheng in a wheelchair, Song Xi said, "how are your legs?"
George said, "it's all right."
Song Xi said: "gunshot wound, my brother, now you stand up and run for me to see?"
George Sheng asked, "do you really want to see it?"
Song Xi knew that he couldn't bear the stimulation, so he could only turn down the corner of his mouth and said in a voice: "I'm fine. I'm not hurt anywhere. I'm not touched anywhere. You go back and lie down quickly. If you don't get out of bed, you should try not to get out of bed. If you come back from this bed, you will definitely touch the wound. Don't you feel any pain?"
In fact, Song Xi does not need to ask, how can it not hurt? He just finished the operation yesterday and got out of bed today. He really thought he was made of iron.
George Sheng said, "it doesn't hurt. I don't hurt anywhere when I see you."
Song Xi wanted to "cut" him, but somehow, suddenly her nose was sour and tears came to her eyes. She held her mouth and opened her arms to Georges Sheng.
George Sheng gets closer. Song Xi turns around and hugs him by the neck. When her mood reaches a certain level, she nests in his neck and sobs out.
She was afraid that she would never see him again, that he would get hurt, that the best one in the world would disappear.
George Sheng put his arm through Song Xi's back and hugged her tightly. He kept talking in her ear. It took her a long time to realize that he was saying: "don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm..."
Song Xi tried to hold back his choking voice and said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of danger. As long as I have you, I'm not afraid of anything."
George Sheng has already held her tightly. Hearing the words, he closes his arms again. Song Xi is a little hurt by him, and his breathing is not smooth. But this is the sense of security in George Sheng's way. He is a contradiction between danger and security. People who love him will indulge in the danger he gives, and at the same time, he will give his lover enough sense of security.
Song Xi has never touched a gun in her life. Before, she took the gun from him in the street of Bali. Last night, she took another gun from him. In her previous world view, the right and wrong were decided by the police and the judge. But at the critical moment last night, what was right and wrong, what was black and white, she had a thought in her heart, who dared to shoot George Sheng and Yuanbao, she would dare to shoot who.
Slowly, he turned her into the same person as him - song xijue's black-and-white villain.
But in such a situation, song Xicai suddenly realized that it's really hateful to define others without knowing anything, just like bad people.
At least in Song Xi's opinion, Georges Sheng has been trying to live a normal life and is clean in business. But he can't stand others holding guns in front of him. Shouldn't he fight back? Are you waiting to die?
There are too many people and things in the world that can't be defined by right and wrong and black and white. It's the acme to be worthy of your heart.
Song Xiwo is on George Sheng's shoulder, feeling the warmth and security of familiarity. George Sheng draws a paper towel from the side and hands it to her. Feeling that her mood is gradually stable, he says, "it's not very peaceful recently. How about going abroad for relaxation?"
Song Xi said in a dull voice, "are you going?"
George Sheng said, "you go first."
Song Xi immediately replied, "where are you? Where am I?"
George Sheng was silent for a moment. Then he took a deep breath around her neck and whispered, "all right."
She's under his nose. He can see her every day and make sure she's safe all the time.
Song Xi said: "I used to say that my father was in the night city, and I would not go anywhere. Now there is another you. I want to be with you all my life. You can't get rid of me."
George Sheng kisses her. It's very tender and affectionate, but it makes people feel dangerous and domineering. After a deep kiss, Song Xi's eyes soften. George Sheng's black pupils are a little confused. He clasps her neck with his big hand. He looks at her and says, "it's OK to stay in the night city. I'll have a lot of things to do recently..."
Only half of what he said, Song Xi said, "you're busy. Don't accompany me. Yuanbao will stay in Changning at ease. I said I would make him better, so I will do what I said."
George Sheng pulls Song Xi in front of him. Their foreheads touch each other. He says in a low voice, "thank you."
Song Xi hook lip smile, "you're welcome, look at you are my husband's face."
George Sheng added, "thank you, wife."
Song Xi said, "you're welcome, husband."
She told him a long time ago that she was not a canary in a gorgeous cage. Even if she was a bird, she was also an eagle. She could fight with him side by side. In special times, she wanted to be his backup, so that he could deal with things in the front with ease, and there was her behind.
Georges Sheng thought for many times in his heart that God is good to him after all. If he has a wife, what can he ask for?
After spending some time with Song Xi in the doctor's lounge, although George Sheng didn't say what he was going to do next, Song Xi made it clear that she didn't need his care to do what he was going to do. If he had any needs, she would be there all the time.
After a long life and a long death, George Sheng said, "you need to sleep more. It's only eight o'clock in the morning."
Song Xi is very smart and sharp. She immediately understands that he's leaving. She nodded obediently, "well, I'm sleepy, too. Go ahead and help yourself."