Chapter 17: Sleeping in the Wrong Room
Why does this man look so familiar???
Song Xixi quickly remembered that she had seen this man in the hospital before, and he drove her into the air.
The two men were almost cheek to cheek, eyes looking at each other.
Song Xixi's heart beat faster inexplicably, and his breathing became sluggish. The man's eyes seemed to be clustered with a fire, Song Xixi saw his Adam's apple move slightly, she moved down along his line of sight, and found that the straps of her pajamas slipped down, revealing snow-white shoulders, and the neckline of her pajamas was loose.
There is an indescribable ambiguity in the posture of the two.
Song Xixi's chaotic head finally cleared up, and he reacted and rudely pushed him away.
She rubbed her ached body, curled up in a ball on the edge of the bed, widened the distance between the two, crossed her hands to protect her chest, and maintained a wolf-proof posture, "You...... Why are you here?"
Sheng Yanyi stood up on the edge of the bed alone, and slowly stood up with the help of strength, seeing that someone regarded himself as a pervert, his eyelids jumped fiercely, and he said lightly without changing his face: "This sentence, I should ask you." β
Song Xixi asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by this?"
Sheng Yanyi looked at her and said word by word: "This is, my room." β
"Your room?" Song Xixi was stunned.
Sheng Yanyi cherished the words like gold, "Yes." β
Song Xixi's consciousness gradually returned to clarity, and this time he quickly reacted, and guessed the identity of the man in front of him, "Are you ...... Sheng Yanyi?"
Sheng Yanyi nodded, his thin lips slightly opened, "Hmm." β
Song Xixi: "......"
At the hospital that day, he said his name was Sheng Yanyi.
At that time, she only felt that the name was familiar, and she didn't think about it deeply, after all, there were many people with the same name and surname.
But who would have thought that the world would be so small.
Song Xixi knew that the West Courtyard was originally Sheng Yanyi's place, and she was just sending people under the fence.
However, at the beginning, they all said that Sheng Yanyi had a house outside and would not come back to live, so let her treat this place as her home and live with peace of mind.
I don't know what the original body thinks, there are so many rooms in the West Courtyard, and she chose the master room of someone else's alone.
Now, ahem...... How embarrassing!
Song Xixi would definitely not be stupid enough to question the master and say stupid things like "why are you back", and put on his shoes on the ground.
She glanced out the window and smiled to hide her embarrassment, "It's past the ugly time, it's not early, Mr. Sheng, you should rest early." β
"Ugly?" Sheng Yanyi frowned at her, is this crazy again?
"That's ......" Song Xixi silently looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and acted as a timer with an expressionless face, "It's 1:35 in the morning." β
Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, his face was dark, and Song Xixi, who knew that he was at a loss, pointed in the direction of the door, "I'll go out first, good night!"
Song Xixi had just stepped out of the threshold on one leg, and Sheng Yanyi's voice came from behind him. "Song Xixi, you're back!"
Stand still, turn around.
Song Xixi asked, "Mr. Sheng, do you have anything else?"
Sheng Yanyi didn't speak, her face was cold, and her eyes shot at her coldly. Song Xixi looked in the direction of his finger, and his heartbeat suddenly surged up to his throat.
At the foot of the bed rests a red ...... Bra-bra.
It seemed that five thunders hit the top, Song Xixi was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Song Xixi's porcelain-white cheeks were dyed red, and she lived for two lifetimes, and for the first time, she had a sense of powerlessness without self-esteem.
She walked to the end of the bed on her heavy lead-soaked legs, and with a blank face picked up the red bra and stuffed it into the bag.
"Tomorrow, get rid of everything that belongs to you here. Sheng Yanyi's cold voice came from behind him.
"Okay. "On someone else's turf, she doesn't have the right to say no.
Song Xixi turned to look at Sheng Yanyi and hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Sheng, I have a reluctant request." β
Sheng Yanyi's head pain became more and more intense, his face sank a little, and his cold tone seemed a little impatient, "Say." β
His displeasure was too obvious, and Song Xixi had to stiffen his head, "I'...... Can I continue to live in the West Courtyard?"
Afraid that Sheng Yanyi would open his mouth to refuse, Song Xixi patted his chest and promised, "Mr. Sheng, please rest assured, I won't bother you, I will pick a guest room farthest away from you." β
"You are Tingchen's fiancΓ©e, it is not appropriate to continue to live with me. Sheng Yanyi looked at her half-squinted, "Lonely men and widows live in the same courtyard, aren't you afraid that your fiancΓ© will think too much?"
"He can think whatever he likes. Song Xixi muttered in a low voice, she raised her eyes to meet Sheng Yanyi's slightly scrutinizing gaze, and said bluntly: "He won't think about it." β
"Are you so sure he won't think about it?" Sheng Yanyi's eyes were a little aggressive.
"Because ......" Sheng Yanyi's eyes are sharp, and he seems to be able to perceive people's hearts. Song Xixi knew that he was not the kind of fool who was easy to fool, Mingren didn't say secret words and beat his mouth, so she simply picked out the words, "Because he doesn't want to marry me." β
Sheng Yanyi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Song Xixi to be so straightforward.
"You ......" Suddenly, the back of his head seemed to be hammered hard with a sharp weapon, Sheng Yanyi was so painful that he almost couldn't stand steadily, and his eyes and hands quickly supported the table next to him.
Song Xixi realized that Sheng Yanyi's face was wrong, his eyes moved down from his face, and he saw him scuba with one hand on the edge of the desk, and the green tendons of his clenched fists protruded, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.
"Mr. Sheng, are you feeling unwell?" Song Xixi looked at people and quickly concluded, "Your forehead is blue and your face is pale, it's a head discomfort, right?"
Sheng Yanyi has had migraines since he was a child, although he doesn't get sick often, but every time he has an attack, he feels like he has lost half his life, and he struggles to squeeze out a sentence, "Now, you can go out." β
Song Xixi didn't seem to hear his words, stepped closer to him, grabbed his right wrist and called for him.
"Will you see a doctor?" Sheng Yanyi said questioning words, but he didn't withdraw his hand and let Song Xixi take the pulse for him.
"You have brought this sickness from your mother's womb. "That's what they call heredity now.
"Migraines are not easy to cure and tend to recur. Song Xixi continued: "This kind of disease, at first, is often vague pain, and gradually becomes throbbing pain, which is aggravated when you are active, and when it hurts, you can't wait to twist your head off." β
Hurting like this, Sheng Yanyi didn't snort, like her father, she was a hard bone who would rather bleed than shed tears.
"Are you feeling sick to your stomach right now, pain in your abdomen. Also, you're chilling all over your body right now, right?" Song Xixi's words were not interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences, stating the facts firmly.
Sheng Yanyi was a little surprised, she said that the symptoms were all in the middle, "Have you ever studied medicine?"
Song Xixi nodded, "I know a little bit about it." β
In his previous life, Song Xixi's maternal grandfather was a judge of the Tai Hospital, and his ancestors were all doctors for three generations.
When he was a child, Song Xixi would live at his grandfather's house for three or five months every year. Her grandfather said that she was very talented and had an excellent memory, and she was the best among her peers, and he wanted Song Xixi to inherit his mantle, so he taught her what she had learned all her life.
Song Xixi suddenly approached Sheng Yanyi, and the strong smell of alcohol instantly surrounded her, "I've had a lot of bars tonight." If you want to live a long life, it is recommended that you quit smoking and drinking. In addition, the diet should be light, the rest should be sufficient, and the stress should be released appropriately. β
"Quit alcohol and vegetarianism, are you asking me to be a monk?"
"You really don't have the potential to be a monk. I'm really not joking with you, Mr. Sheng, you are sick, you shouldn't touch it, it's better to touch it as little as possible. Song Xixi said: "You wait for me." β
Sheng Yanyi's eyes followed Song Xixi, only to see her take out a small wooden box from her small backpack.
Is this acupuncture?
Song Xixi took out a needle, "I'll give you a few needles now, which can effectively relieve the pain." β
Seeing his hesitation, Song Xixi frowned slightly, "You can't trust my medical skills?"
Sheng Yanyi grabbed Song Xixi's hand holding the needle, and said in a deep voice: "I know a little bit about it, my understanding is that you are a half-ass." β