Chapter 312

George Sheng finally raises his head. Song Xi sees his red eyes, his always clean and beautiful face, and his chin is covered with green beard. It's not ugly, but it suddenly makes people feel sad.

He looked at her, chin slightly raised, "sit down."

Behind Song Xi is George Sheng's bed. He's never been so polite to him since he's known him for so long. Song Xi's heart is full of mixed feelings, but he still turns around and takes a few steps, sits by the bed, waiting for him to speak.

If you leave, you can still be friends. No matter how hard it is, they are still partners. If he needs her help, she will still

Just thinking about it, Georges Sheng opened his thin lips on the opposite sofa and asked aloud, "do you want to attend my father's funeral?"

When Song Xi heard the speech, she was immediately stunned. The key point was that she thought about it. How could she not expect that George Sheng would say such a sentence... What does that mean?

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Georges Sheng put out the last cigarette end in the ashtray and took the initiative to say, "at present, only a few people know the news of my father's death. He didn't like to be photographed by reporters when he was alive, so I won't let any media report on his funeral."

"He believes in Buddhism in recent years. Those masters told me to park his body at home for seven days, saying that it would be good for him. Moreover, he had some people he wanted to see but didn't see before, and all he should see these days. He will be buried the day after tomorrow. I'll ask you what you mean. After all, before he left, he recognized you as his daughter-in-law. If you want to go, I'll arrange it. If you don't want to go, I don't mind."

Song Xi was silent for less than two seconds, and soon said, "I'll go. Although I don't know if there is a spirit in the world, just as you said, your father recognized me as his daughter-in-law before he left, so I have the obligation to send him the last journey. If he knows, he will be happy."

Song Xi can't deny that Georges Sheng didn't mention the divorce. She was not only relieved, but also happy.

It turned out that she thought too much, and he never thought about pushing the boat with the current.

When her voice fell, Georges Sheng's face was the same, but he said, "I'll tell you the pros and cons before you make a decision. My father's funeral will be attended by the relatives of Qiao's family and my mother's. There are many relatives in our family, especially my father's. The relationship is complicated. Don't treat our relatives with the relatives of ordinary people. There are no extra feelings between me and many people, except for the blood relationship. Let's be more straightforward and let them know your existence, It will only increase more pressure on you, and it does not rule out whether they will deliberately approach you in the future. This is one of them. "

"Second, Gu Dongxu's mother is my father's daughter. I should inform this elder sister of my father's funeral. Do you want to explain to Gu Dongxu?"

"In addition to my family, I will also invite some outsiders who have important relations with my father and Qiao's family, but then you don't have to meet them, so you don't have to worry about outsiders knowing our relationship; What's more, I said the first time that my father doesn't like journalists, so I'll ask people to guard the funeral strictly. There will never be any reporters who come in, and no one will know your identity. That's the pros and cons. You can choose for yourself, and I don't ask you to go. "

But if you go, I'll thank you.

In the second half of the sentence, George Sheng didn't say it.

It's rare for him to have the patience to talk so much to people face to face. It's really weighing the pros and cons.

After hearing this, Song Xi did not hesitate at all. He immediately said, "it doesn't matter. I'll go to Dongxu. If you want him to know, I have nothing to hide."

After that, she added: "he has no problem with you. At most, I blame him for keeping it from him for so long."

George Sheng looked at her angrily with his red eyes, and said, "it's such a time. Don't you forget to speak for him?"

What does Gu Dongxu think of him? Will he not know? Thanks to Song Xi, he tells lies with his eyes open every time.

Song Xi replied: "your uncle and nephew don't have much contact with each other. There may be some misunderstanding. When I'm free, I'll invite you out for dinner. He still owes you. Although he owes it for me, he's sorry not to return it."

George Sheng seems to have been exhausted recently. He has lost a lot of hostility and coldness. At most, he is as proud as ever and says, "what's the use of his human feelings? What can he do that I can't do? "

Song Xi simply wanted to amuse George Sheng, so he joked: "he can be good friends with me, can you?"

Smell speech, George Sheng eyelid lift, straight looking at Song Xi.

Song Xi pursed her lips and did not open her eyes. She was so embarrassed that she sat beside the bed and shook her legs.

A few seconds later, Georges Sheng's voice came, "if I don't treat you as a friend, do you think I'm free to ask you so much?"

Song Xi raised his head. This time, he changed to George Sheng. He picked up the cigarette box and touched it. From Song Xi's point of view, he couldn't see that the box was empty. He just subconsciously said, "don't smoke."

George Sheng left the empty cigarette box on the tea table with a dim expression and a slight anxiety at the bottom of his eye.

Song Xi said: "the control is very good a while ago. You don't smoke so much in the room. If you can't help it, just eat a lollipop and keep your mouth busy."

George Sheng didn't look at her and didn't answer.

Song Xi got up and went to the tea table, bent down and took one from the lollipop tower, peeled off the sugar paper and handed it to him.

At first, George Sheng didn't want to take it, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he thought not to brush her face, so he still raised his hand to take it, even though his face was not very good-looking.

Song Xi turned and walked to the window. As he walked, he said, "you haven't come back recently. I guess you must be very busy and don't want to disturb you. I'm afraid you've finished the funeral secretly and haven't even spoken to you face to face."

The window opened and fresh air poured in. Song Xi didn't wait to turn his head. Behind him came Georges Sheng's voice: "don't tell me if it's too polite."

It's as if he won't suffer any more after saying this.

Song Xi turned around. She guessed what Georges Sheng was thinking, so she said in a voice: "sometimes polite words are just because I don't know how to comfort you. I know you're not good at it, so I just say it casually."

A few meters away, Georges Sheng looked up at her. He didn't need to look at her. He didn't look good.

Song Xi ate the bear heart and looked back at him fearlessly. Before he started to fight back, he added: "in fact, you should be glad that you are nearly 27 years old. Your father has been with you for nearly 27 years. Moreover, he must be very fond of you because he is old. This is the end of his life, How many people and their parents haven't been together as long as you have? You still have your mother. Look at me. I'm playing with my father. Now, the more I mix, the more I go back. I'm almost an orphan. "