Chapter 440 Same Drunkenness, Different Treatment

"You can get married if you want, and leave if you want to leave?"

George Sheng's voice was cold, and upon closer inspection, his eyes seemed to be burning with cold flames.

Song Xi seemed to be extremely tired. He stood there with his eyelids lowered and replied, "I don't want to get married, but I know you always want to leave. If we can't get together easily, then let's break up."

She originally wanted to leave each other in her thoughts, but then the words came to her lips and it was like this. What else was she thinking about?

George Sheng couldn't see the expression in her eyes, but suppressed his anger and imperceptible uneasiness, and said in a deep voice: "Don't act like everyone is a white-eyed wolf, only you are affectionate and righteous, Song Xi, I will tell you today , you want to put the blame on me for separation, if you insist on divorce, from now on, your father's affairs have nothing to do with me!"

After the words fell, George Sheng let go of her wrist and walked towards the door angrily. The door was opened by him. He could have slammed it hard, but Song Xi was outside the door, and he couldn't bear it. He was afraid that if he closed the door, she would Won't come in again.

He was so angry that he still retained a trace of reason for her. George Sheng was heartbroken and even felt aggrieved and laughed at himself. He actually threatened her with Song Yuanqing. If he hadn't said it himself, he wouldn't have known that he could be so shameless.

Yuan Bao always said that he had a bad mouth because he refused to express his feelings, but Song Xi had made it clear that he didn't like him and had even always hated him. What else could he say?

He liked her, but he could only temporarily imprison her, using coercion and inducement to do whatever he could.

All the way back to the room on the second floor, George Sheng was sitting on the sofa. When he was lighting a cigarette, he saw several clear nail marks on the back of his hands. The deep places had broken skin and blood. This was what Song Xi had left for him. He was too worried It hurt, but he couldn't feel the pain in his hands. George Sheng knew that Song Xi would not leave, and when it came to Song Yuanqing, she would die with him even if she died.

What he was worried about was whether she could come in now. It was so cold outside and her fingers were cold when he touched her hand just now.

Feeling extremely irritable, and even smoking made his chest feel tight, George Sheng stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette and walked to the window.

From him, he could see the steps on the first floor. Looking down, he saw that Song Xi had not entered the house. She was sitting on the second step, with her face buried between her knees and her legs motionless.

His brows furrowed, and his heart suddenly stung. How could George Sheng not feel distressed? He has been feeling distressed for the past two days, but it is useless to feel distressed. He can't ask her to like him.

As the two of them got up and down, George Sheng just looked at her silently, checking his watch from time to time. If she didn't come in in another five minutes, he would find a way to force her in.

Fortunately, before he could take action, Song Xi answered the phone. George Sheng had inner demons, and his first reaction was, could it be Shen Zhaoyi calling?

Song Xi connected for a short time, less than five seconds, then hung up the phone. She stretched out her hand to wipe her face, then got up and walked inside.

Of course the call was not made by Shen Zhaoyi, but by Gu Dongxu asking if Song Xi had arrived home. On the other side, Han Chunmeng had just entered the house. Han Chunmeng had been a witch in the community and had to run in the middle of the night. Gu Dongxu yelled if she didn't let her go. He could only follow her around and she was about to vomit while running. Gu Dongxu had no choice but to drag her home while covering her mouth.

I didn't remember to ask Song Xi until I got home. He just asked, 'Are you there? ’ Han Chunmeng immediately broke away from him and walked in, muttering: “Don’t worry about it. If you are worried, just go and see her. How can you just let her stay in an empty room alone when you are newlywed?”

Gu Dongxu hung up, changed his shoes and walked in, frowning and saying, "What did you do again? Who messed with you?"

Han Chunmeng sat down on the sofa, the bag was slung across her body, but she wanted to pull it off directly, but couldn't pull it off. She blushed and felt angry.

Gu Dongxu walked over and bent down to help her get her bag. Han Chunmeng pushed him away: "Get up and stay away from me."

Gu Dongxu stood nearby with a confused look on his face: "Fat Han San, we've done it all the way, it's almost done."

Hearing this, Han Chunmeng sneered and said, "I know I'm fat, and I didn't ask you to pick me up. You go with your cute and delicate little wife, and no one will stop you."

Gu Dongxu frowned: "Why are you so crazy?"

Han Chunmeng said nonchalantly: "I'm not crazy. I'm in a good mood. Hey, do you think Cong Yang is sleeping now? I can't wait until tomorrow morning. I want to call him now."

As she said that, Han Chunmeng reached into her bag and took out her mobile phone after disturbing the whole bag.

When Gu Dongxu heard this, his expression turned ugly. At first he thought Han Chunmeng was joking, but unexpectedly she actually found Cong Yang's phone number and dialed it.

In an instant, Gu Dongxu didn't even have time to react. He reached out and grabbed her phone, hung up and threw it on the other side of the sofa. He said to her with a sullen face, "You're still sick after drinking too much now?"

Han Chunmeng became anxious, frowned, and said loudly: "What are you doing? Take my phone back!"

"Don't take it!" Gu Dongxu's voice also rose.

Han Chunmeng was so angry that she stood up and prepared to walk over. Seeing this, Gu Dongxu grabbed her arm and refused to let her pass. He said, "Which muscle is wrong? Why are you so crazy in the middle of the night?"

Han Chunmeng twisted her arms and frowned and replied: "You are only allowed to fall in love, and I deserve to watch from the sidelines?"

Gu Dongxu frowned: "When did I fall in love?"

Han Chunmeng sneered and replied: "Oh, it's not a relationship, but still in the ambiguous period? Let me go."

Gu Dongxu pulled her tighter, stared at her face and asked, "What did you see?"

Han Chunmeng didn't look at him and said impatiently: "I didn't see anything, and I don't want to see anything. Gu Dongxu, I'm overthinking it. I don't like you anymore. When I find someone I like, maybe in the future we will The two of us can still be buddies."

Gu Dongxu also raised his other hand, clasped Han Chunmeng's arms, and forced her to face him: "Look at me."

Han Chunmeng didn't look at him, so Gu Dongxu said again: "Look at me."

Han Chunmeng gritted her teeth, raised her head and said, "I'm just looking at you, what's wrong?"

Gu Dongxu stared into her eyes without blinking, his face blurred from anger and seriousness, and he said, "Who am I?"

"Gu Dongxu."

"Do you know what you are saying now?"

"Know."

"Can you still remember it when you get up early tomorrow?"

Han Chunmeng's lips curled up and she smiled particularly self-deprecatingly: "It's been more than eight years. From the first time I confessed my love to you after drinking too much, I clearly remember it. Do you think I'm dementia or am I forgetful? I'm just giving you a message." I'm on the same level as myself, I know you don't like me, I know you only treat me as a buddy..."

"I like you."

"..."

Gu Dongxu looked at Han Chunmeng intently and said word by word: "I said, I like you."

Han Chunmeng was stunned, unable to laugh or cry.

Gu Dongxu said: "Speak."

Han Chunmeng was dumbfounded: "When you say you like me, you probably like to be my buddy."

When she finished speaking, Gu Dongxu suddenly lowered his head and kissed her firmly on the lips. Han Chunmeng's eyes darkened and she remained motionless. Five seconds later, Gu Dongxu raised his head again, looked at her and asked, "It's because of my brother's liking." ?"