Chapter 312 I Care More than I Thought

Qiao Dingxiang left, not walking in the cold hospital, but lying on his bed at home, with Ren Lina holding his hand and George Sheng covering him with a quilt.

Song Xi stood aside, tears streaming down her face until her vision was blurred. She could clearly hear Ren Lina's crying and even the nanny's sobbing, but she could not hear George Sheng's crying.

Because of this, Song Xi felt even more sad.

A person like him usually doesn't say anything. As long as he doesn't show it, no one can tell whether he is happy or unhappy. But his father is gone. From now on, when he mentions Qiao Dingxiang again, It can only be said in the tone of memories. If he calls daddy again, no one will answer him. When he comes back here again, the only person he sees when he opens the door is Ren Lina...

Song Xi wanted to rush forward impulsively, hug George Sheng, and tell him to cry loudly when he was sad, and no one would laugh at him.

George Sheng bowed his waist and rested his forehead on Qiao Dingxiang's head for a long time, as if silently saying his final farewell.

After a long time, he straightened up, put his big hand gently on Ren Lina's back, and whispered: "Mom, don't be sad, I'm here."

Song Xi burst into tears, and Ren Lina suddenly threw herself into George Sheng's arms and cried loudly. At this moment, Song Xi felt that her relatives were no longer there, and this was how she felt.

George Sheng turned his head and watched Song Xi crying until his eyes and nose were red, his thin lips parted, and he said, "I'll ask Yuan Bao to take you back."

Song Xi couldn't see the expression on George Sheng's face clearly, so she opened her mouth and asked in a muffled voice, "Can I help you with anything?"

George Sheng's Adam's apple moved slightly and he softly replied: "No need."

Song Xi had a lot to say to him, but she guessed that George Sheng didn't want to hear or say anything right now. It would be better to just let him be quiet. There were so many words to say at this moment, unless Qiao Dingxiang could be brought back to life, otherwise, there would be so many things to say. It is useless to say anything.

Sitting in the living room outside Qiao's house, after waiting for a long time, Yuan Bao arrived. The two looked at each other, and Yuan Bao also had red eyes.

"I'll take you back." He said softly.

Song Xi stood up, and the sourness that she had just suppressed surged up again. She whispered back: "Don't send me off. Is there someone outside? I'll go back by myself... You go in and see him."

At this moment, Song Xi is more worried about George Sheng.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao paused for two seconds and said, "I'll take you out."

Song Xi did not say hello to George Sheng before leaving, nor did she let Yuan Bao say anything. She just left obediently as he said.

When leaving Qiao's yard, Song Xi accidentally saw a scene that made her particularly worried. It is said that animals have spirits. After Qiao Dingxiang left, several big dogs in the family were sitting in rows under the window, not biting or biting. Ye, just looking at the master bedroom quietly, wondering if their pupils were reflected by the light, Song Xi felt that they were all crying, and it made her chest feel tight.

Yuan Bao personally put her into a car and ordered someone to send her back safely. Song Xi was silent all the way until she returned to Cuicheng Mountain, went up to the third floor, and sat on the bed in her bedroom. She still couldn't believe it. So fast, yesterday she went to make pimple soup for Qiao Dingxiang, but today, she was gone.

Looking at Qixi and Coke sleeping soundly on the cat stand, Song Xido thought that this was just a dream of hers. After a while, the alarm clock on her phone rang, reminding her of reality.

Just as he was thinking of this, his cell phone rang suddenly, which really startled Song Xi in the quiet room.

Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, and her first reaction was that George Sheng had something to do with her. But when she picked up her phone and looked at it, she found that it was the alarm clock she had set before, the alarm clock for four-thirty.

Why did she set the alarm clock for this time when she had nothing to do? After experiencing so many accidents at once, Song Xi's mind couldn't turn around for a while. First she thought of herself having a day off, and then she thought that she had made an appointment with Qi Wei to go to Min City to see him, and the air tickets had been booked.

Everything was rushed together. Song Xi was so exhausted that she sighed softly. How could she still go to Min City to find Qi Wei when Qiao Dingxiang passed away?

Almost without thinking, she refunded the ticket first, and then sent a text message to Qi Wei, saying she was sorry that she had something urgent to do and was sorry to miss the appointment again.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Song Xi did not expect that Qi Wei's call would come soon.

Looking at the lit screen, she took a deep breath and then answered the call, "Are you still up so late? Or did I wake you up?"

Qi Wei's voice revealed concern, and he asked instead of answering: "What happened?"

Song Xi's mind went blank and he lied unevenly. He simply said: "Something urgent happened at my friend's house. I'm sorry Qi Wei. I always promised to visit you, but I couldn't go."

Qi Wei heard the tiredness in her voice and quickly replied: "To say this is to treat me like an outsider. If there is anything I can help with, you must tell me. Although I am not in Night City, , but I can always help you think of a solution.”

Song Xi said: "Thank you, it's really none of my business, you don't have to worry."

The two chatted for a while, but Qi did not take the initiative to hang up. Song Xi took the mobile phone and wanted to call Yuan Bao several times to ask him how he was doing over there. George Sheng...are you okay?

It wasn't until this moment that Song Xi realized that she was really worried about George Sheng, not for his safety, but for him being too sad, just like she was worried about Han Chunmeng and Gu Dongxu. In fact, she regarded him as a friend.

Lying on the bed with the bedside lamp on, Song Xi couldn't fall asleep. All she could think about was the image of him pressing his forehead against Qiao Dingxiang's. She saw tears streaming down. If they weren't from Qiao Dingxiang, they must be from George. Sheng's.

It was said that men would not shed tears easily, and George Sheng was one of the best. She thought he would not cry. Just thinking about it made Song Xi's heart ache again.

After opening her eyes until dawn, Song Xi rolled over and got out of bed. The little wolfdog woke up early, got up and walked around her feet. The bell around her neck rang loudly, which reminded her of George Sheng saying that she raised it like a girl.

After going downstairs, she soaked some dog food in goat's milk for the little wolfdog. Her stomach growled with hunger. Song Xi opened the refrigerator and took out a pack of cheese bread. She caught a glimpse of the honey water she had prepared for George Sheng. Song Xi finally I couldn't help but send Yuanbao a text message, asking simply: Is there anything I can do to help?

The bread bag was torn open, and Song Xi only took a small bite. He was obviously very hungry, but had no appetite at all.

Holding the phone, she kept waiting for a reply, one minute, five minutes, half an hour, but Yuanbao still didn't reply, making Song Xi even more worried.

At this moment, she forgot who George Sheng was and what the background of the Qiao family was. Even if the sky fell, George Sheng could find a way to hold it up, but she was worried about such an almost omnipotent person.

In the final analysis, maybe what Song Xi was worried about was never his ability to do things, but his reluctance to show off easily.

Even if he does everything well, he will still be sad. I wonder if Yuanbao will remember to give him a word of comfort when helping him deal with things, telling him not to be too sad, let alone hide all the sadness in his heart. .