Life With You

Even if it was a silent sneer, it would still attract George Sheng's attention. He turned his head slightly to look at the expression on her face. If it was the second person, he would have gone crazy. But the person sitting next to him was Song Xi, and he could only suppress it. He said angrily: If you have something to say, why are you so angry?

Song Xi was silent, and George Sheng waited for a long time: Why don't you speak?

Song Xi replied: I don't want to say it.

George was so angry that his liver ached.

Since he had been holding his breath all night, she dismissed him without saying a word.

There was silence in the car for a while, neither of them spoke, like a pair of ligers confronting each other, neither one willing to give in first.

About half a minute...

Stop the car. Song Xi spoke first, with obvious anger in his calm voice.

George Sheng turned his head and asked, What are you doing?

Song Xi said: Go home.

George Sheng said: Which home should you go to?

Song Xi seemed to be suddenly poked, and turned his face on the spot: Yes, I don't have a home, I know that, I don't need you to remind me, stop the car!

George Sheng was silent, and Song Xi leaned forward to press the central control button, wanting to speak directly to the driver in front of her. George Sheng stopped her and said in a low voice: You go crazy when you drink too much.

Song Xi pulled her hand back, not wanting to be held by him. George Sheng easily restrained her hands and said provocatively: Can you turn out the palm of my hand?

Song Xi was so angry that his whole body became weak: Let me go.

George Sheng said: If I let you go, where can you go?

Song Xi said: You don't need to worry about it.

George Sheng said: I am your husband, I don't care about you, who cares about you?

Song Xi was pierced to the core by the word husband, and she burst into tears. She couldn't shake his hand, so she said aggrievedly on the spot: George Sheng, you are not good to me...

Tears fell, and she didn't even have a hand to cover them, making her even more sad for a moment.

George Sheng watched her tears rolling down, and his heart softened instantly, as if a city wall collapsed, and he didn't want to care.

Letting go of her hand, he raised his hand to wipe her tears, but Song Xi waved it away and raised his arm to cover his eyes.

Instead of being angry, George Sheng felt even more distressed. While gently pulling her arm, he whispered: Stop crying...

Song Xi said again: You are not good to me!

George Sheng was speechless and aggrieved: ...I was not good to you?

Song Xi's emotions were amplified many times by alcohol. While crying, she said: You used to force me to do things I didn't want to do all day long. Every time I racked my brains to coax you, in the end it was just a hot face but a cold butt. You still You forced me to eat until I vomited. I was so sick, and you actually said you were afraid that I would die in your family... You said you would be good to me, so I stayed with you. If you don't like me, just tell me. It's okay. Love me every day.

George Sheng felt really uncomfortable as he listened to the previous words. He really responded to those words. It was not that he didn't report that the time had not come yet. He just said that he was happy for a while and chased his wife to the crematorium.

Yuan Bao told him many times that being nicer, sweeter, and saying a few nice words would be more effective than doing many practical things behind his back, but he just didn't listen, and the result...

But when she said the last sentence, he was unhappy.

When did I stop liking you?

Song Xi took away the hand in front of her eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes: I didn't send you the photo. You fell out with me. I didn't want to meet Shen Zhaoyi at the prison gate today. You fell out with me. , did I provoke you?

George Sheng saw her with her chin raised slightly, her face full of tears, aggrieved and strong, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or wanted to laugh.

His thin lips parted, but he still said the same thing: You have a husband, and there is no revenge that I can't avenge. Why would you ask someone named Shen for help?

Song Xi got angry when he heard this. He didn't care about shedding tears. He brought it up in one breath and asked with a glare: Dong Lijun said in front of me that I deserved it. My mother has been gone for so many years and never came back to see me. If she If you have a daughter like me, you should just pretend that you have never given birth... I wished I had a knife in my hand. I would rather go to jail to accompany my father. Have you ever asked me what happened at that time and how I felt? I am not afraid of you being angry. When Shen Zhaoyi captured the two of them, I couldn't feel happy, I just wish that their evil deeds would be punished!

This was something George Sheng didn't expect. He asked the bodyguard who went to the prison with Song Xi at night. The bodyguard said that he was far away at the time. Shen Zhaoyi arrived before they got off the car and waited.

The bodyguard didn't hear what Dong Lijun said to Song Xi, so George Sheng thought it was a simple verbal conflict. Who would have expected...

The unhappiness and jealousy in his heart instantly dropped to the lowest level. At the same time, guilt and heartache grew. George Sheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Song Xi's face and whispered: Stop crying, it's my fault.

Song Xi blocked his hand, looked away and said, You are right. You are right wherever you are wrong. Even if you are wrong, you are right.

George Sheng had never been teased so openly, but he had no intention of resisting at all, so he agreed obediently: You're right.

Song Xi said: What are you right? Whatever I do is wrong, and you don't like me no matter what I do.

George Sheng said: It's my villain's heart that makes you a gentleman. You always say that you are grand. Please forgive me once.

Song Xi snorted: I don't dare.

George Sheng had never said so many soft words. He reached out to hold her hand. Song Xi did not avoid it. He took her hand and put it on his heart, whispering: Touch, I will feel bad.

Song Xi pursed her lips and lowered her head without speaking.

George Sheng said softly: I didn't think you would do anything to others behind my back. I just don't want men other than me to treat you well, let alone make you owe others. If there is such a person around me, , Aren’t you jealous?”

Song Xi had finished venting and could now listen carefully to what George Sheng said. She was a reasonable person. She was silent for a moment and then replied: Can you ask me first before you get angry again next time? It's my fault. It's not my fault, why do you have to blame it on me?

She still felt a little aggrieved, so George Sheng pulled her into his arms, held her in his arms and said, Give me some time, I will slowly change.

He admitted it without any extra explanation.

Song Xi suddenly hugged him hard and cried again.

George Sheng held her head with his big hands and coaxed, I will avenge you.

Song Xi nestled in his arms. She really loved and hated this embrace. The hatred was temporary and she wished she could beat him to death, but the love was constant. She was greedy for the smell and temperature of his body, and sometimes she even wanted to break through his skin. Directly to his heart.

The two have been under the same roof for a year, but they have only been together for a few days. So what if they are smart? Falling in love is not about who is more resourceful, just like George Sheng said, give him some time.

In fact, they all need time, time to slowly adapt, slowly understand each other, and slowly become better and feel more secure.