Chapter 380 My Mood Is Influenced by Him

Song Xi glanced at her lips and said, "That's my bad luck."

After the words fell, the two of them were silent for three seconds. Finally, it was George Sheng who took the initiative to ask: "How are you preparing for your thesis?"

Song Xi was surprised that he would take the initiative to find a topic, but he replied before he realized it: "It went very well, especially the information Yuanbao gave me, which was very helpful to me."

George Sheng said, "I asked him to give it to you."

Song Xi said: "I know, I was just about to thank you, why are you in a hurry?"

George Sheng was speechless for a moment, and Song Xi deliberately teased: "I used to do good deeds without leaving my name, why are you so eager to take credit and reward now?"

George Sheng's low and sweet voice came with obvious disdain: "What can you give me?"

Song Xi heard his provocation, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she replied: "I want to say thank you to you. Do you think I am the kind of person who easily says thank you to others?"

George Sheng said in a deep voice: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are getting thicker and thicker."

Song Xi blurted out: "Can you count? How many days is twenty days?"

As soon as the words came out, it was too late for Song Xi to regret it. She frowned lightly. She reined in the situation and tried to make up for it: "Your birthday is so easy to remember. Double Eleven, Taobao shopping discounts, I bought a lot of things, and I also brought two sets of sheets for you along the way. A few thermos bottles.”

Song Xi tried her best to keep her tone as normal. She tried to remember how she usually talked to George Sheng, but her face turned red. She was glad that the phone call was not face to face, otherwise she would be embarrassed.

George Sheng pondered for a moment and replied: "There are so many thermos cups at home that we can sell them. How many mouths do I have to drink them all?"

Song Xi listened to his voice as usual and said, "You can use a different one every day. It's full of freshness."

George Sheng said: "I miss the past."

Song Xi didn't know what was wrong, so he actually asked: "Then I have known you for so long, do you count as old friends?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with just listening to these words. It is obviously a joke, and it can be regarded as a quick thinking. However, because Song Xi himself is not pure in mind, he regretted it after asking.

In addition, George Sheng didn't say anything right away, and Song Xi was so embarrassed that his ears turned red. Just as he was racking his brains to think of how to get back to his old ways, George Sheng's deep and sweet voice came: "Is it considered old if it's less than a year? You Just wait and see...the days are still long."

George Sheng's tone was obviously a bit disinterested, but Song Xi felt inexplicably numb all over her body, as if she had been electrocuted, from head to toe.

He said that the days ahead would be long.

Song Xi prides herself on being quick-witted and rarely has moments when her brain freezes. But at the moment, she really doesn’t know how to respond. The haze in her heart is swept away. The clouds are clearing, and the soil that has been dormant for a long time suddenly revives. She can even see clearly. A beautiful flower bursts out of the ground.

The whole heart is bright and warm.

Resisting the urge to raise the corners of his lips, Song Xi pretended to be calm and asked: "You have suddenly been abroad for so long. What big business there is worth your time and effort?"

George Sheng replied lukewarmly: "Why are you asking so much? I won't share your money."

Song Xi said, "I'm really not short of money."

George Sheng asked: "Don't you want to buy a house with a garden?"

Song Xijing reminded him and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Do you have any good positions to recommend?"

George Sheng said: "There are good locations everywhere in Night City. It depends on how much money you have in your pocket."

Song Xi frowned slightly and said with a hint of complaint: "Can we stop asking for money all the time? It's vulgar."

George Sheng said: "If you like immortality, you can go to Shaolin Temple and Mount Wutai."

Song Xi almost choked to death with a mouthful of old blood, rolled her eyes, and asked unhappily: "Did you call me on purpose to make me angry?"

George Sheng's voice returned to normal, neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor bland: "During this period, if you have anything to do, you can go directly to Yuanbao and he will help you deal with it."

When Song Xi heard this, he also put away his joking expression and asked seriously: "How long will you stay abroad?"

"uncertain."

"Are you sure there's nothing you need my help with?"

"Mind your own business."

According to Song Xijue, George Sheng can go to Shaolin Temple to practice on his own. As a master who has no access to oil and salt, he is only suitable to be a monk. To be a monk, you must be at the presiding level. He can only instruct others. Who dares to instruct him?

"Are you okay? If nothing happens, I'll hang up." George Sheng suggested first.

Song Xi instinctively said: "I have nothing... Oh, by the way, I just got a folk remedy recently, which is to drink a glass of cold water with vinegar before going to bed at night to promote sleep."

"Um."

"Okay, I'll retire after my success, you can just hang up."

Song Xi said it casually. Two seconds later, she didn't hear George Sheng's voice and glanced at the phone screen, which showed the call ended.

She pursed her lips, she thought to herself, and didn't even say a farewell, which was rude.

She thought so, but holding the phone, Song Xi couldn't help but be excited. George Sheng took the initiative to call her and chatted for so long. It seemed that he had never had time before, but she He knew all the trouble and even took Ren Shanshan back to Lianzhou.

She knew that it would be futile to make her ex-girlfriend give up all her grudges with just one phone call, but what could be done? Who told her to be generous? Forgive him.

Song Xi was in a good mood throughout the afternoon. Even when the intern doctor under her supervision made a mistake, she patiently corrected it.

In the evening, she called Qiao Aiwen, and the two made an appointment for a meal. They changed their coats and walked out of the office, meeting Ling Yue in the corridor.

Ling Yue looked at Song Xi and said, "Da Mengmeng wants to lose weight and won't eat at night. What are your plans?"

Song Xi wanted to say that she had made an appointment, but when the words came to her lips, she said: "Let's go, let's have dinner together, just in time to discuss the new drug of JM Company with you, haven't you been exposed to it in the United States?"

Ling Yue didn't doubt his presence at all, so he left the hospital with Song Xi and drove to the hotel.

Song Xi made an appointment with Qiao Aiwen at a Japanese restaurant. When they arrived at the store, Song Xi called Qiao Aiwen and asked if he had arrived. Qiao Aiwen had already arrived and told her the number of the private room.

Ling Yue turned his head and looked at Song Xi: "Have you made an appointment with someone else?"

Song Xi knew Ling Yue's temper, and she had to be careful about cutting things off first and then showing them off. When it came to the door, she had to tell the truth: "Brother, I made an appointment with Qiao Aiwen."

Hearing this, Ling Yue was walking, but suddenly stopped and turned his head to stare at Song Xi with a dull look.

Song Xi hurriedly said: "I didn't want to ask you to come, but you bumped into me yourself and asked me what my plans were for the evening."

Ling Yue turned around and was about to leave, but Song Xi grabbed his arm: "Senior brother, you're already here, why don't you go in for a meal? I'm here, what are you afraid of? Can she still eat you?"

Ling Yue said: "Don't call me senior brother, I don't have a junior sister like you who betrays her friends for glory."

Song Xi said: "What has Qiao Aiwen done to you? Why are you hiding from her like this? Do you know that you look very cowardly like this!"

After hitting the snake seven inches, Ling Yue stood there, looked at Song Xi, and replied expressionlessly: "Some people can't afford to offend and can hide. I don't want to fall in love, and I don't want to waste each other's time."

When the conversation changed, he dissed Song Xi: "No wonder we haven't seen each other for two years. Your level is only like this. It turns out that you usually think about how to secure matchmaking."