Last time Qiao Dingxiang ate up a bowl of pimple soup by himself. Today, Song Xi did make a little more, but Qiao Dingxiang only ate about ten mouthfuls and said he would not eat it.

George asked him what else he wanted to do, and he said he wanted to lie down for a while.

Georges Sheng takes him to bed and covers his quilt. In fact, Georges Sheng is very easy to make, but Song Xi is suddenly poked into his heart and his eyes are red.

When the parents are old, it's time for their children to be filial. They all say that they should raise their children to guard against old age. Literally speaking, the son can do more than the daughter. Song Xi thinks of song Yuanqing. If one day he is too old to move, can she just hold him like Georges Sheng? Of course, the result is impossible, so she is very afraid that song Yuanqing will grow old, but this result has been doomed, just a matter of time.

After settling down Qiao Dingxiang, George Sheng straightens up and turns his head. He glances at Song Xi and sees that Song Xi's eyes are drooping and his nose is red.

Don't open your face. Georges Sheng said to Ren Lina, "Mom, we're leaving. Call me if you have anything."

Ren Lina said, "let's go after dinner?"

George Sheng said, "no more."

Song Xi and George Sheng go out together. It's already dark outside. They get on the bus. George Sheng starts the car. Song Xi is silent for a moment, and finally says, "don't be too sad. When you are old, everyone will have this day."

After a while, Song Xi said, "where are you going? If it's convenient, put me in Haiwei and I'll drive back by myself. "

George Sheng looked ahead and said, "go home."

Hearing the speech, Song Xi said, "litchi is still in your office. Let's pick it up by the way."

"You either give it to me or you want to eat it yourself," Georgeson said

Song Xi said: "no, I'm afraid the people who clean you think you don't want it, and then throw it away for you."

After a pause, she added: "after all, the bag is original."

George Sheng didn't say anything. He just turned the steering wheel at the corner ahead and drove to Haiwei.

As soon as he got to the place, George Sheng made a phone call. When the car stopped at the side of the road, someone was already waiting there. George Sheng lowered half of the car window. Song Xi saw that it was a familiar face and deliberately turned to look at the other side, hiding his ears and stealing the bell.

When he got the litchi, Georges Sheng put the bag on Song Xi's leg. Song Xi's happiness may be expressed in his face. Georges Sheng joked: "you accept the gift just for yourself. Don't take my banner in the future."

Song Xi raised his head, half joking and half seriously said: "the hospital should know that I accept gifts because of you, and it won't do anything to me."

With that, she suddenly remembered a more important thing. Looking at Georges Sheng, Song Xi said, "did you ask JM company to contact our hospital?"

Although it's a question, Song Xi's heart has been determined that whether he admits it or not, he must have done it. There is no such coincidence in the world.

George Sheng did not squint, tone is also very common back: "borrow your hospital to try new drugs."

Smell speech, Song Xi suddenly don't open the line of sight, not long, softly said: "thank you."

George Sheng didn't like it: "thank me for what?"

Song Xi said, "thesis."

He said, "what paper?"

Song Xi's eyes crossed with a smile: "nothing. When I go back, do you want to have dinner?"

"I don't rely on photosynthesis," Georgeson said

He didn't have dinner. Didn't she watch all the time?

Song Xi didn't break with him. He said, "I cooked yam porridge that night."

George Sheng waited for a few seconds, but did not wait for the follow-up. He could not help but ask, "no?"

Song Xi patted the bag on his leg, "you can eat more litchi."

After a long time, he opened his thin lips and revealed his seriousness in his tone: "I don't believe in Buddhism."

Song Xi suddenly thought of monk Qiao. He couldn't help but grin.

George Sheng was very angry. She sat on the co driver's seat and laughed again. He deliberately put a face on his face and said in a deep voice, "after so long, you haven't made any progress. It seems that you really don't mind who your father's enemy is."

The voice fell, and Song Xi of the co driver's office did not smile.

George Sheng Yu Guang glimpsed her profile. There was no abrupt expression on her face. She was silent for a moment and said quietly: "people are doing things. The sky is watching. Right and wrong. Sooner or later, there will be justice."

In the driver's seat, Georges Sheng's face was expressionless, his thin lips opened, and his voice was meaningful: "do you believe in Buddhism?"

Song Xi is very frank: "I believe it when I am very weak."

George Sheng gently raised his lips and said something Song Xi would never forget.

He said: "in troubled times, it is better to believe in Buddhism than in demons."

Song Xi's heart thumped, and the hair on his arm stood up.

Slightly hanging line of sight, she tried to firm said: "I believe in evil."

George Sheng said: "if evil can save your father, it can only make your father wronged all the time. Which one do you choose?"

Song Xi holds the litchi bag's finger and gently tightens it without any trace. Georges Sheng's words strike people's heart. If he has a choice, he certainly hopes to be good. But if he has no choice, what? If you are kind-hearted, you can only get unjust or even unjust results. What's the use of being kind-hearted?

There are too many people in this world who have no choice but to control evil with evil. It's not the good people who get worse, it's the people who get worse that can maintain the only good in their heart.

She had been silent for a long time, and George Sheng saw that she was not going to answer.

In front of a red light for more than 90 seconds, Georges Sheng slowly stopped the car and lit a cigarette. After he lowered a small window and took a puff of cigarette, he seemed to say unintentionally: "not as desperate as you think, you can also try to believe me."

What he said is right. Originally, Song Xi was on the verge of despair. Rao, who was in Song Yuanqing's position, would be imprisoned for various reasons. What justice could she believe?

It's just deceiving herself. It seems that she can't step out of this step if she is asked to abandon good and follow evil.

In desperation, Georgeson said, you can also try to believe me.

This sentence is like the endless darkness, suddenly someone came with a torch, she looked at it and found that this person is Georges Sheng.

Song Xi felt that his throat was hot and tight.

It took a lot of effort for her to open her mouth. Her voice was very light, but she did not reply perfunctorily: "I believe you."

It's better to believe in the devil than to believe in the Buddha in troubled times. It's better to believe in me than to believe in the devil... This is what Georges Sheng wants to say to Song Xi. Song Xi feels it.

When he finished smoking half a cigarette and the red light flashed green, Song Xi was still moved. Someone's voice came from his side: "you'd better think of something to eat before you get home, or you'll know that there will always be something despairing in this world."

Naked threat, but Song Xi silent sneer, what?