George Sheng always felt that someone was looking at him behind him. When he turned his head, Song Xi turned over, but his eyes were closed, and he was obviously still asleep.

Song Xi should be thankful, but fortunately she was asleep again, otherwise George Sheng would have to goug her eyeballs out.

After he put on his clothes, he glanced at Song Xi who was sleeping soundly on the ground, a meaningful light flashed across his eyes, and he turned to go out.

George Sheng did not open the curtains before leaving, and the room was always dark. Song Xi, who usually only knows the time by light and mobile phone alarms, fell asleep in a dark place without exception.

When she woke up naturally, she slowly opened her eyes, and the hair on the carpet brushed across her face. She had a five-second shock. At first, she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and then she was shocked after she was completely awake.

Where is she? Why is it so dark?

A while ago, the scenes of hijacking and fighting with knives in the street came back into his mind. Song Xi was very scared and dared to reach out to touch it. As a result, he slapped George Sheng’s big bed and the wooden bed. In particular, Song Xi realized almost instantly that this is George Sheng's room. She remembered that she fell asleep here last night.

Knowing that it was George Sheng’s room, Song Xi not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but was even more frightened. The bath towel was wrapped around her body, and she crawled to her feet. At this time, her eyesight had adapted to the darkness, and she vaguely saw the surrounding furnishings. The quilt beside the bed bulged up, and it was really hard to see if there was anyone inside.

Song Xi's mobile phone was not at hand and couldn't see the light up, so she walked to the window cautiously and lifted the curtains.

It was already bright outside, and the dazzling light came in. Song Xi squinted and looked into the bed through the light. George Sheng was not there, and she was the only one in love, and she scared herself enough.

After five seconds, when the mood calmed down, Song Xi picked up the remote control next to him and spread out the curtains. The sun was very good outside, and you could feel the warmth through the glass. Song Xi stood in front of the window, squinting his eyes slightly. There was a warm laziness on his face.

She was on vacation today and didn't have to go to work, so she didn't worry about checking the time. She helped George Sheng to spread the quilt, put the bath towels away, and simply tidied the coffee table. Song Xi left the room and returned to the third floor.

It was past twelve o'clock at noon, Song Xi was sitting on the side of the bed, Qixi and Coke approached, and called out hungry.

Song Xi opened cat cans for them first, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. The fine drops of water poured down from her head. Song Xi closed her eyes and carefully recalled the last scene before going to bed last night.

George Sheng was about to smoke, she told him to smoke by the window. As soon as he left, she couldn't help lying on the coffee table to make up for a sleep.

Then... it's now.

She was so sleepy that she slept until dawn, and didn't even have a dream, dream...wait, Song Xi opened her eyes and tried to distinguish her dream from reality. She seemed to see George Sheng changing his clothes halfway through?

It was a dream at the time, but now thinking about it, she clearly saw it with her own eyes!

He slept in his room all night and saw him changing clothes. Song Xi couldn't even think about it before last night. It was surprising that he didn't wake her up.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Han Chunmeng called Song Xi to have dinner and watch a movie together in the evening. Song Xi responded, and then sent a text message to George Sheng, asking him what time he would be back in the evening. She prepared things in advance.

Less than ten seconds after she sent the text message, his call came back.

Song Xi connected, and George Sheng's voice came from inside: "I have something tonight, I don't know when to go back."

Song Xi said, "Then I will cook the soup and put it in the kitchen. When you come back at night, remember to drink it. There are also fruits. I will cut it and put it in the refrigerator."

George Sheng said, "You don't need to remind me, I will call you when I get home."

Song Xi's eyes turned, and he endured the anxiety in his heart, and replied with as gentle a tone as possible: "I am on vacation today. It doesn't matter if I stayed up late last night. I have to go to work tomorrow. There is a more important operation... I will give you everything. Get ready, you can find it in the kitchen."

After saying that, Song Xi felt uneasy, and as expected, George Sheng's lukewarm voice came: "Speaking of so much, want to escape the'night shift'?"

Song Xi quickly replied: "It's not an escape. The point is that I really can't match your life rules."

She leaves early and returns early, and he leaves late and returns late. If she wants to take care of his biological clock, unless she doesn't sleep.

I thought George Sheng would say that she was irresponsible, or that she shouldn't boast about going to Haikou if she could not do it at the beginning, etc., but he was silent for a moment on the phone and suddenly said, "Are you free now?"

Song Xi was taken aback for a while, and then responded: "Yes."

George Sheng said, "I'm leaving the company at 7:30. If you send your things before then, I will save you by calling you at night."

Song Xi immediately glanced at the time and immediately replied: "Okay, I'll deliver it to your company."

He said, "Is there anything else?"

"No, you're busy, don't bother you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi went straight to the kitchen. She cooked yam lotus seed soup today. The yam was cut in the supermarket. The lotus seeds were also peeled, and the white and plump fruits were sweet.

While cooking the soup, cutting the fruit at the same time, there is no bento box at home, so Song Xi can only pack it in a crystal bowl and seal it with plastic wrap, thinking that she will buy a bento box later.

The soup was boiled for half an hour, and when it was out of the pot, Song Xi added some rock sugar and drank it by herself. It was very sweet, and George Sheng felt just right.

The soup was packed in a thermos cup and put in the backpack along with the fruit bowl. Song Xi hurried out of the house and drove to the city.

At seven ten ten, Song Xi's car stopped downstairs of the Haiwei Group and called George Sheng, saying that she was down there.

George Sheng said: "Come up."

Song Xi was a little surprised, thinking he would ask someone to come down and get it.

She asked: "What did I say?"

The security downstairs is very strict, and there is no appointment for idlers and others, not to mention the top floor, and they can't enter the first door.

George Sheng's answer almost didn't blow up Song Xi's lungs. He said, "Hello, takeaway."

Sitting in the car, Song Xi rolled his eyes and rolled out flowers, trying very hard to keep his skin smiling and not smiling, and replied: "Okay."

Carrying the bag into Haiwei, she went to the front desk and said to go to the top floor. The beauty at the front desk smiled and said, "Isn't you going to deliver food to President Joe?"

Song Xi gritted her teeth and nodded.

Smoothly took the elevator to the top floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, a male assistant looked at her and asked, "Is it Mr. Qiao's takeaway?"

Song Xi bit her scalp, only squeezed a faint smile, and passed the bag in her hand. She thought that she had finally succeeded and retired. Unexpectedly, the male assistant did not pick it up, but pointed her finger in the direction. Over there, you can send it in by yourself."

After all, without waiting for Song Xi's reaction, the male assistant stepped away.

Song Xi walked in the carpeted corridor, regretting that he didn't add a little poison to the soup, and let her kill her. She gave him food and drink all the way, and he even treated her as a takeaway.

When Song Xi came to the door of the president's office, before he knocked on the door, someone reminded him, "Does President Qiao take out? Just go in."