This quick wear is a bit sweet

401 Who Am I 39
Xunguang took out a cigarette again, and said, "Be patient, I won't stay here for long, and when I leave, you won't be out of sight or in your heart."

Song Shi continued to bring over the cigarettes and said, "Xiao Xun, let's talk."

"What are you talking about?" Xunguang was a little helpless.

The bathroom was small, and once Song Shi came in, it was even more impossible to escape, her nose was full of the smell of Song Shi.

Tender and melancholy.

Song Shi looked at her: "It's not like this, you are still young."

Xunguang said: "Then how do we live? Three meals a day? Work hard and save money?"

Song Shi said: "That's okay."

Xunguang said: "I don't have the strength."

"I don't understand." Song Shi said softly.

"Since you left, I feel powerless. I don't have the energy to do anything. When I look forward, I see an endless darkness. Looking back, I see a barren land. My feet are empty, and I can fall down at any time. No one is there anymore. Let me bring up the strength to live a good life."

Xunguang spoke very slowly, as if speaking these words would exhaust her strength.

And her stomach started to hurt again, and she wanted to retch.

Song Shi listened very carefully, and finally said nothing, turned around and went out, taking away the cigarettes and lighter from Xunguang.

When two people are together, they don't need to kill time. Instead, they are waiting for the time when they can have normal contact with each other because of expectations. They are eating, going out, chatting in the same car, eating in the same room, and the world seems to be back on track.

Apart from these, there is no extra contact, and I dare not even touch it with my hands.

It is obvious that the person is on the opposite side, but the yearning grows wildly, almost drowning the person.

Three days later, Xu Huaiyi brought Xiao Ding back.

"Master Shi is here?"

When Xu Huaiyi knocked on the door, Song Shi and Xunguang had just finished dinner. Xunguang ate very little and took medicine. It is reasonable to say that he would not have a stomachache, but when Xu Huaiyi was talking to her on the sofa about the work of the past few days, Xunguang held his stomach calmly.

Song Shi watched from the side, and sent a message to Zhang Yuan: "When did Xiao Xun suffer from a stomachache?"

"You had it when you left. I saw a doctor and said it was mental dysfunction. I didn't say it because I was afraid you would be worried."

Song Shi looked it up and became even more worried.

Psychological pain is difficult to relieve immediately, and it will worsen when there is pressure. It will be better when the anxiety is relieved.

There will be pain, nausea and vomiting, which will slowly torture people and make them unable to live a good life.

He thought of that empty room, and there was a half-filled bottle of mineral water on the toilet tank, which should be used for frequent vomiting.

He caused it.

"This plan will be brought up at the meeting, and you will be there to assist Xunguang when the time comes."

Xu Huaiyi arranged it carefully.

Song Shi suddenly made a sound and interrupted them.

"She's not suitable, she doesn't speak English well."

Xu Huaiyi was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Okay, then change it, Xiao Ding, you go."

Song Shidao: "Mr. Xu will not only bring these two people here, I suggest you communicate with other team members first, why bother to ask these trivial matters in person."

Xiao Ding followed, not knowing who Song Shi was. He interrupted Xu Huaiyi again and again, and it was obvious at a glance that he was not friendly.

Master Shi?
Could it be the boyfriend that Xunguang talked about when he first approached Mr. Xu?

The fire of gossip burst out of her eyes, and she shuttled back and forth between the faces of these three people silently from the corner of her eye.

"Okay, let's rest today," Xu Huaiyi closed the computer and stood up, "But Master Shi, this is business, I hope you don't interfere, and there is also Xunguang, there is a banquet at eight o'clock in the evening, you come with me, It's six o'clock, we only have two hours to prepare, let's go."

Xun Guang nodded, took a deep breath, looked a little better, waved to Song Shi, and followed.

Song Shi watched them leave, he was the only one left in the room belonging to Xunguang, and he felt very powerless.

He was the one who let go, he was the one who was jealous, and he was the one who was jealous.

He is also the one who is worried.

He knelt down and looked at the words Xun Guang wrote on the table, which were all subconsciously recorded by Xu Huaiyi after he said them.

"Winston Manor, come on."

He got up and went out, drove away from the hotel, and arrived outside Winston Manor. He couldn't get in without an invitation card, so he parked the car and squatted among the flowers to wait.

The weather was bad and cool, but fortunately it didn't rain.

People came one after another outside the manor, and it was very lively under the night. They exchanged greetings at the gate and walked in.

At five minutes before eight o'clock, a car arrived late, Xu Huaiyi got out of the car in a neat suit, opened the passenger's door, and put a hand on his arm.

It's looking for light.

It was Xunguang that Song Shi had never seen before.

Tall and fair-skinned, he wore a dark purple short dress with light sweeping eyebrows, making his eyes brighter. Even the short hair was particularly energetic.

so dazzling.

But she put her hand on Xu Huaiyi's arm, Xu Huaiyi whispered something in her ear, Xunguang smiled slightly.

This smile is even brighter.

He was going crazy with envy.

Xu Huaiyi led the people up the steps, and Song Shi took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Xunguang's appearance. At this moment, Xunguang suddenly turned his head and looked around in a daze under the dim light.

Song Shi captured this scene.

She was looking for Song Shi.

Maybe it's dependence, maybe it's a subconscious conditioned reflex, even if there is a little nostalgia by her side, it's still Song Shi she's looking for.

Only Song Shi was the source of her strength and could allow her to live well.

Song Shi looked at the person in the photo, in the darkness, the lights turned into neon dots, like a shooting star across the screen, shining his one and only.

Let him suddenly give birth to a burst of courage.

He squatted in the dark, waiting for the banquet to end, but within half an hour, Xunguang came out.

She leaned on the wall and retched twice, her face was not very good.

Xu Huaiyi followed out and brought her water, not knowing what to say.

Song Shi stood up and strode over.

"Xiao Xun, can you go?"

Xun Guang glanced at Song Shi in surprise. Before he could speak, Song Shi had already grabbed her hand tightly.

"Mr. Xu, my girlfriend is not feeling well. I'll take her away in advance. It's okay."

He was wearing casual clothes, but he was personable, with a smile on his face, he reached out to hold Xu Huaiyi.

Xu Huaiyi quickly calmed down and said, "Yes, don't delay work."

Song Shi said calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu."

Maybe it was a declaration of war, maybe it was the clarion call of victory, but Xu Huaiyi left with a grim expression.

Xunguang didn't say a word, and was dragged into the car by Song Shi, and he didn't recover for a while.

Song Shi fastened her seat belt and drove without saying a word.

Xunguang was given a few glasses of wine, didn't even know where he was, retched a few times, Song Shi stopped immediately and fed her water.

"Does it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital. Don't be afraid."

"Song Shi, is that you?"

"it's me."

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm afraid. I saw Su Jianguo on the hospital bed. His liver is broken, and this place is rotten."

Xunguang pointed to his stomach, with helpless tears in his eyes.

"Okay, don't go to the hospital, I'll take you home." Song Shi stroked her brow, tears streaming down her face.

(End of this chapter)