Chapter 128 Chance Encounter

She had to see a ghost to take George Sheng's acting skills as sincerity. Song Xiqiao rolled her eyes. She was walking in the corridor when she was suddenly tapped on her right shoulder. All she could think about was George Sheng. Naturally, she was startled and turned her head in surprise. There was no one behind her, so she immediately turned around and looked to the left.

Sure enough, there was a tall man standing behind him on the left side. Under the dim light, the color of his T-shirt looked blurry with light blue and light gray. Looking up, the man's face was smiling with full smile. He is arrogant, but his eyes are exceptionally bright and clean.

Song Xi silently recited three words: Edison Chen.

The man put his hands casually in his trouser pockets, looked at Song Xi with a smile, and asked aloud: "Are you scared?"

The remaining shock in Song Xi's heart receded, she paused for two seconds, subconsciously raised the corners of her lips, and replied with a faint smile: "It's you."

The person who came was naturally not Teacher Chen, but the handsome guy she met at the elevator when she and Han Chunmeng went shopping last time. Since she didn't know his name, Song Xi always called him Edison Chen.

The man always had a smile on his face, looked at Song Xi and said, "I recognized you just now, why are you alone?"

Song Xi said: "My friend is inside."

The man said: "Is he the friend who was with you last time?"

Song Xi said: "No, she didn't come today, she is another friend."

The man smiled and said, "That friend of yours is quite interesting. I am very impressed by her."

When Song Xi heard this, the curve of her lips widened, and she joked: "She must be so happy when she hears this. If you want to see her, you can go to the hospital to find her tomorrow."

The man raised his beautiful eyes slightly and said, "Okay, how about you give me her phone number and I'll contact her first."

Song Xi was suspicious in his heart, is it true?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Song Xi would not give Han Chunmeng's phone number to a half-baked man she had only met twice, but she was afraid of missing this opportunity, and Han Chunmeng would scold her for three days and three nights, so she weighed it briefly. A compromise idea popped into Song Xi's mind.

"Please leave me your number. I don't have a mobile phone with me, so I can't recite her number."

The man asked without changing his expression: "I said this, can you remember it?"

Song Xi was about to say that he couldn't remember, when a waiter happened to pass by. Song Xi stepped forward and said, "Do you have a pen?"

The waiter took out a single pen from his pocket. Song Xi opened his left hand and glanced at the handsome man next to him, "Tell me."

The man neatly reported his mobile phone number, and Song Xi quickly wrote it down and returned the order. Song Xi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll definitely bring the number."

The man curled his lips and said with a smile, "It's hard work for Dr. Song to be a correspondent."

Song Xi's beautiful eyes looked forward and she said, "You're welcome, maybe we will all be friends in the future."

Hearing this, the man's smile dropped slightly, and he asked with a hurt expression: "Aren't we friends now?"

Song Xi paused slightly and quickly smoothed things over, "I mean extraordinary friends."

The man then beamed and said, "I'd like to lend you some good words."

The two chatted for a while, and Song Xi asked politely: "Are you here with your friends?"

The man said: "I'm looking for my brother."

Song Xi took advantage of the situation and said, "Then I won't delay you. I'll see you another day."

The two said goodbye to each other, and Song Xi turned around and went downstairs, returning to the previous private room.

Pushing open the door, what was heard was "We have become the most familiar strangers in the world. From now on, we have twists and turns and sorrows." With an obvious cry, the end of the sound was choked with sobs. Song Xi looked at the sofa, and Huo Jiamin was sitting on it. In the middle, he was holding a microphone in both hands. He was clearly feeling uncomfortable, but he still stubbornly wanted to continue singing.

Stepping in, Song Xi took out a tissue at the table and handed it to Huo Jiamin, who was crying.

Huo Jiamin couldn't sing anymore, so she took a tissue and covered her eyes, feeling so aggrieved that it made people feel distressed.

"Why are you looking for abuse for nothing?" Song Xi said inhumane words, but her eyes were full of helplessness and calmness after the experience.

Huo Jiamin cried without exception. After the emotion passed, she looked sideways at Song Xi, who was in a daze next to her, and asked, "What did you do just now? I thought you were gone."

Song Xi said calmly: "There is a guest upstairs who has a heart attack. Please help."

Huo Jiamin blinked her wet eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Is everything okay?"

"Um."

"That's good."

After Huo Jiamin finished speaking, she leaned back, showing her decadence.

Song Xi turned his head for a moment, glanced at the person next to him and said, "You care so much about a stranger, can you spare some energy to care about yourself?"

Huo Jiamin wrinkled her nose and saw sadness coming from her. Song Xi saw this and said first, "What's there to cry about? I'll ask you a few questions. First, is the person you love worthy of your love? Second, you After being with him, has he made you better or worse? Thirdly, if you keep crying like this, can you go back to the past, or can you change the present? "

Huo Jiamin was forced to stop crying by Song Xi's series of questions. She lowered her eyes slightly. She secretly adjusted her breathing, from obvious mood swings to gradually returning to calm.

Ten seconds later, Song Xi took the initiative and said: "We are still so young, why waste time on people who are not worthy? Someone once said to me that if two people are together, life will become more and more unhappy. That proves that each other has found the wrong person, and those who are wise should step back from the brink to avoid ending up resenting each other. It’s okay to cry, but don’t dwell on the past, let alone dream about going back to the past... People should always look forward.”

Song Xi seemed to have spent a lot of effort to say the last sentence. Huo Jiamin looked up at Song Xi and asked softly: "Have you also been hurt by your ex-boyfriend?"

We are all women, and women know women best. Song Xi’s tone is that of leading by example and then taking action, and Huo Jiamin is not stupid either.

Hearing this, Song Xi did not raise his head, and there was no expression change on his face. He just said calmly: "I am also a female classmate with a story."

Huo Jiamin didn't expect that Song Xi would make a joke at this moment, and was caught off guard by the joke. She couldn't hold back her tears and burst into laughter.

Looking at Song Xi angrily, Huo Jiamin said, "Don't tease me, I'm in this mood now."

Song Xi raised his eyes and said jokingly: "It's just when you're in a bad mood that you want to be happy. Haven't you ever heard of joy in suffering?"

Huo Jiamin pursed her lips, "I can't be happy."

Song Xi said: "Just think about this moment, you are heartbroken here, your ex-boyfriend is not safe, you are dancing with Yingying Yanyan, and you are drunkenly having fun. Why are you crying? If it were me, I wouldn't shed a single tear for him. !”

This sentence instantly ignited the fire of hatred in Huo Jiamin's heart, and she felt a bad breath coming over her, frowning and saying, "Yes! Why should I shed tears for him? He doesn't deserve it!"

Song Xi helped, "Not only will you not shed tears for him now, but whether you cry or laugh in the future, you will have nothing to do with him. Do you know what the greatest revenge on a person is? That is for him to come back to you crying in the future. , you should also say to him with a smile, go and stay wherever it’s cool!”