This night was a critical moment, which forced Tan Yanbo to make a decision. He said that Qiao song was happy. If he didn't, it would be a waste of Qi for Qiao song. Moreover, George Sheng couldn't vent his anger with Tan Kai, because Tan Kai had already died, and now he was just a stand in.
On weekdays, Georges Sheng asked Song Xi to go to bed before ten o'clock, and almost at ten thirty and eleven at the latest. However, Song Xi couldn't sleep today, and he was worried when he lay flat in bed.
It's useless for Georges Sheng to say anything. He turned off the light, performed in the dark, and read her a story in her ear. Song Xi listened to him carefully and asked, "don't you worry at all?"
"Worry." Georgeson came back quickly. "I'm afraid that if you don't sleep, Georgeson and Perkin will be sleepy."
Song Xi gently put his hands on the bulged abdomen and said in a voice: "when they are sleepy, they will sleep. The baby will sleep 23 hours a day in her mother's stomach."
"They can't hear me when I tell a story," Georgeson asked
Song Xi raised his lips and couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, put the book down. It's not in vain."
Georgeson said, "it's just that they're both asleep. I'll tell you something that's not suitable for children."
Song Xi is not careful to make a sound. She looks at George Sheng and her eyes adapt to the darkness. She can see his outline vaguely. She raises her hand to touch his high nose, then her eyebrows and eyes. Song Xi says, "I don't want to be high. Just look like you."
George Sheng took Song Xi's hand and said: "but I'm afraid Joe may not be able to surpass you."
Song Xixiao said: "not afraid your daughter is not happy to hear?"
He returned naturally, "I'm not asleep."
As the children get older and older, Song Xi's sense of responsibility as a mother becomes stronger and stronger. When talking about children, she has many things to say. George Sheng has been with her all the time. They talk from the birth of the child to kindergarten, and then grow up.
"As the kids get older, we'll get older. I'm afraid of getting older." Song Xi said.
George Sheng put his arms around her and said in a soft voice, "I'm not afraid. I'm older than you. If I'm older, I'll be older first."
Song Xi said, "men are old."
"From tomorrow on, I'll try my best not to wipe my face when I get home," Georgeson said
Song Xi laughs, full of pictures of George Sheng working in the field.
Seeing that she was happy, Georges Sheng coaxed her again: "how can I sing a song? I farm, I weave, I carry water, I water the garden
Song Xi said: "I am responsible for the beauty."
"I'll make money to support my family," George Sheng said
Song Xi said, "no, you are in charge like a flower."
Having said that, she was poked to the point of laughter and trembled in his arms.
Georges Sheng was also happy. He said in a low and pleasant voice, "it's difficult for me to be a flower like this."
Song Xi said: "I find that you are becoming more and more inflated. You were not like that before."
George Sheng was not like this before, but now he is poor and narcissistic in private.
He said: "I've decided to choose a beautiful island. Later, my family will live on the island and build a beautiful wooden house for you. The flowers will hang down from the roof to the front porch, circle a larger yard, connect the seven and Facai, and put two reclining chairs in a shady place. We will sleep together when we are sleepy, If you're not sleepy, just drink and have a chat... "
Georges Sheng still has few words in front of outsiders, but in private, she has kept pace with Song Xi. She is not a person with few words. She nests in his arms, closes her eyes, and listens to his blueprint for the future. At first, her mind is still awake. But I don't know when, maybe when he says to make a swing for Qiao Qiao and Bojing, she still has the swing in her mind, but she doesn't pay attention, The consciousness was in chaos and fell asleep.
George Sheng listened to the even breathing of the people in his arms and gently kissed her head. Everything he promised would be done. They had missed the first 20 years of their lives in just a few decades. In the future, he would not waste a day.
Song Xi's sleep was deep and deep. She opened her eyes in a trance. It was already daybreak. She was sleeping by the bed with Georges Sheng's pillow, but Georges Sheng was not in the room.
After getting up and looking at the time, it's 10:30 in the morning. After getting out of bed, Song Xi goes out to find George Sheng, just as he comes from the dining room with a cup of warm sweet milk.
"Wake up? I just drank the milk. "
Song Xi went back to his room with him. Instead of drinking milk immediately, he asked in a voice, "is there any news from the Regulatory Commission?"
George Sheng looks the same, "don't worry, drink the milk first."
"I haven't brushed my teeth and washed my face yet," Song Xi said
George Sheng said, "then clean up first."
Song Xi looked at George Sheng's face without any trace, and asked acutely, "did Tan Yanbo decide not to talk?"
Georges Sheng pause for two seconds, face calm mouth back: "there are two news, a good one bad."
Song Xi said, "bad news."
"Tan Yanbo suffered a sudden myocardial infarction during the interrogation this morning and died without waiting to be sent to the doctor," said George Sheng
Song Xi smell speech, eyes a stare, dun a few seconds just way: "Tan Yan Bo have heart disease?"
George Sheng said: "it's a symptom of myocardial infarction, but the possibility of poisoning can't be ruled out. Uncle Xu said that Tan Yanbo had promised to be interrogated, and his mood was calm during the interrogation. Moreover, the incident happened suddenly. Now he has to be sent to the forensic team for specific autopsy."
As soon as he opened his eyes, there was another piece of bad news. Song Xi digested it for a moment and quickly asked, "what's the good news?"
George Sheng said: "Tan Yanbo happened in the process of being interrogated. Before that, he had already given the names of several people, and at the time of the incident, he also said Sheng Zhengrong. There were more than one or two people present, and everyone heard him."
Song Xi's eyes brightened, "did he say what Sheng Zhengrong did?"
Georges Sheng said: "if he can say Sheng Zhengrong, he probably knows that his life will not be long. It is very likely that the Sheng family wanted him to die, and he had to put a cushion on his back when he was dying. Besides his name, he had no time to say anything else."
Song Xi didn't know whether to be happy or worried. Tan Yanbo was the most favorable weapon for them to fight against Fang Sheng. However, in order to open this weapon, after several twists and turns, it didn't make the best use of it. He was robbed by Fang Sheng first, and he didn't know how to break the deadlock in the future.
George Sheng guessed what song Xi was thinking. Looking at her, he said in a calm voice full of security: "before Tan Yanbo's accident, he called out Sheng Zhengrong's name. The next step of the Regulatory Commission is to invite Sheng Zhengrong in for tea. That place is easy to go in, but hard to think out."
He handed the cup directly to Song Xi's lips. George Sheng put on a soft voice and coaxed: "drink the milk first. Now it's them who should be worried. When you're full, we'll think about the next step."