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George Sheng never liked fooling around, so before Chang Jingle and the others found out, he asked Yuan Bao to drive him home.

It was nearly two o'clock in the morning, and George Sheng was sitting in the back with his eyes closed, and the car was very quiet, until he suddenly asked, Is she still wandering outside?

Subconsciously, Yuan Bao glanced back in the rearview mirror, only to see that George Sheng still had his eyes closed, unable to see the expression in his eyes.

After a short pause, Yuan Bao replied, Before twelve o'clock, they called once, saying that Song Xi had returned to Cuicheng Mountain.

The car was quiet again, half an hour later, Yuan Bao drove the car back to the entrance of the villa.

George Sheng opened the door and walked into the hallway. He caught a glimpse of Song Xi's shoes neatly placed on the right side. They were the pair she was wearing last night. For some reason, he had a picture of her sitting on the swing last night, lonely and helpless. .

Song Yuanqing had such a big incident, it is normal for her to cry, but instead of being overwhelmed by the current results, she had the courage to say to him that she hoped that he would take care of Song Yuanqing. This kind of courage and intelligence is not something that ordinary women will have. of.

How should George Sheng describe Song Xi?

reason? atmosphere? clever?

It doesn't seem to be quite accurate, because a word has already popped into his mind: ruthless.

That's right, women who can withstand the pressure are often ruthless characters, and even Yuan Bao secretly admires her.

After changing his shoes, George Sheng went straight up to the second floor without even looking at the steps on the third floor. It had nothing to do with Song Xi's mood. He only cared about one thing. For the next three years, he and she were bound to be bound. We're together, as long as she doesn't make trouble for him.

On the third floor, Song Xi's room was pitch black. She stayed in the fishing ground all day, and she was sweating profusely. The first thing she did when she came back at night was to turn on the air conditioner. The temperature was extremely low, and she fell on the bed. She was extremely exhausted. Not falling asleep, but half fainting.

Drowsy, she had a dream, which was full of scattered fragments, including Song Yuanqing, George Sheng, and familiar faces, but she couldn't name them for a while.

Opening her eyes again, Song Xi woke up from the cold, no wonder it was the twelfth lunar month in her dream, because the room temperature was only twenty degrees, and the air smelled of cold.

Feeling weak all over, with a heavy head, Song Xi tried his best to turn off the air conditioner with the remote control.

With her arms tucked into the quilt, she first wondered if she was late, whether the hospital had an operation scheduled for today, and then suddenly thought that she and Ding Huiqin had taken a long vacation, and they didn't have to go to the hospital during this time.

It was a rare vacation throughout the year, and Song Xi lay paralyzed on the bed, because the cold air in the room hadn't dissipated, she was so cold that she covered half of her face with the quilt, and her body curled up into a ball.

Recalling the scenes of yesterday and the day before yesterday, tears came as expected, and she finally hid in a place where no one was around. She could express her sadness unscrupulously, without being afraid of weird eyes, sympathetic expressions, and gloating sarcasm.

From morning to night, sleeping and waking up, this time really in a trance, Song Xi had two days and one night, only had a few mouthfuls of noodles last morning, the rest of the time he only drank water.

She didn't deliberately abuse herself, but she was not hungry and didn't want to eat, or maybe she subconsciously told herself that she wanted to accompany Song Yuanqing to bear the pain in this way.

Feeling unwell all day, with weak limbs and head pain, Song Xi knew that she had caught a cold from the air conditioner, she didn't want to go downstairs to find medicine in the drawers at George Sheng's house, and she didn't want to call Han Chunmeng or Gu Dongxu , she found the oldest prescription, holding back her sweat.

It was a hot day outside, Song Xi didn't turn on the air conditioner, and she was wrapped in a quilt. Sure enough, at night, she woke up from the heat, sweating all over her body. When she touched her forehead, it seemed to be cold sweat.

Regardless of hot sweat or cold sweat, Song Xi couldn't stand the stickiness all over her body, she sat up from the bed with all her strength, this action alone already made her face turn pale, and her ears buzzed continuously.

It felt like hypotension and hypoglycemia, and his eyes were black and yellow. When his vision gradually became clear, Song Xi got up and walked into the bathroom.

A particularly frightening face was reflected in the mirror in the bathroom, the face was so white that it was transparent, the eyes were swollen until there was only a thin slit left, Song Xi's chest rose and fell weakly, and all her reactions became very slow because of her lack of strength.

Slowly look away, slowly undress, then slowly walk under the shower, and turn on the faucet.

She usually adjusted the temperature of the water, but today it felt cold, Song Xi turned back and adjusted the temperature higher. With her eyes closed, she let the slightly hot water drip down her hair and cheeks, and flow all over her body.

I have cried too much these two days, my heart has long been numb, and my tear glands are sluggish. Song Xi forced himself to admit that this time Song Yuanqing was really hurt. If there is a way, he will not make such a choice, and the only thing she can do , is to accept, and then wait for him to come out.

She didn't realize that she had stood for a long time, but the closed bathroom was already steaming with fog. She didn't turn on the exhaust, and the room was getting hotter and hotter. When Song Xi felt short of breath, she slowly opened her eyes, and it was like a fairyland in front of her eyes. , nothing can be seen clearly.

The porcelain-like skin turned pink from the hot water, Song Xi slightly parted her tender lips, panting eagerly. She wanted to turn off the shower, but she was surprised that she couldn't do such a simple action.

The buzzing sound in her ears was getting louder, and she heard the beating frequency of her heart. She had never felt this way before. She felt that she could not control her body, and felt that the last bit of strength in her body was being drained rapidly.

When Song Xi realized that she might not be able to get out of the bathroom today, she could only react professionally, making the most beneficial movements for herself, squatting down slowly, and lying on the ground.

The moment she lay down on her side, Song Xi didn't know whether to feel relieved or sad.

Fortunately, one second later, she must have passed out on the ground with her head down, and she would definitely be bruised;

The sad thing is that she has no one to rely on, and she is afraid that even if she dies here, no one will know.

Chang Jingle just came back from Thailand. Yesterday was George Sheng's host, and today Ruan Boyan was the host. A group of people kept arguing until midnight. Originally, George Sheng wanted to stay in the Forbidden City, but Yuan Bao secretly told him: Brother Sheng, Song Xi hasn't left the house all day, do you want to go back and have a look?

George Sheng just wanted to say, she is so ruthless, Song Yuanqing hasn't said something wrong, what can she do?

But after thinking about it, he suddenly diverged his thoughts, wondering if Song Xi would commit suicide, and then left him a suicide note, telling him that he must take care of Song Yuanqing?

Thinking of this, George Sheng got up quickly, and Chang Jingle who was not far away saw this, and immediately pointed to George Sheng and said, Why are you going? You want to run again!

George Sheng didn't talk nonsense, and walked out while saying: I have something urgent, you play your tricks.

Seeing this, no one dared to stop him, because George Sheng kept his word.

When they got outside, Yuan Bao followed George Sheng half a step away. Seeing that George Sheng was in a hurry, he lowered his voice and said, I should have told you earlier.

George Sheng said in a deep voice, What are you thinking, I'm afraid she will die in my family, trouble.