Being His Little Fox

"At that time, I was too young to have a concept of death. Slowly, I realized that I woke up in her pool of blood that night, and I would be scared and have nightmares."

Song Yi looked at him, there was no emotion on his face, his eyes were calm and his tone was calm.

Her lips moved, and she wanted to say something.

Tang Si didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued: "I thought he would raise me and treat me nicely. In fact, he didn't like me with his surname, so I and my mother were surnamed Tang."

"I don't think it matters. Maybe I was not born a loved child. I just want to live and grow up peacefully. When I came into this world, there is always my meaning."

"He has always been bad to me. When I was 4 years old, that is, one year after my mother passed away, he married a new wife and took Wen Mu. Wen Mu was only two years younger than me. When I was two, he and others The woman gave birth to another son, just to hide it well."

"My life is going well with Wen Mu's arrival..." Tang Si paused gently, and only said two words: "Not good."

"Eat, wear, everything is left by him." Tang Si smiled: "Is it ridiculous, obviously he is younger than me, so I have to wear his."

"At that time, I went to school in poorly-fitting clothes every day, and I was withdrawn. Other children treated me as a monster."

"My days have been alone like this, and gradually I feel that I am an unwelcome person in this world."

"Although I am young, maybe I am born to be rebellious. The more others step on me, the more I climb up. I don't believe in fate."

"So I will study hard and read a lot of books. If I make a small mistake during the period, I will be bruised and bruised. Perhaps the reason for being beaten is just because I made a noise while eating."

Song Yi's brows tightened, his heart getting deeper and deeper.

But Tang Si was like a calm storyteller, with no sad expression at all.

Tang Si continued: "When I was in the first grade, Wen Mu pushed people downstairs. He said it was me and they all believed."

"In the end, I became a natural demon in their mouths."

"I think I'm going crazy. I can't stay in this house. I went to a militarized school. I went back once a week. When I went back, it would always be noisy and the relationship was very stiff."

"I'm thirteen or fourteen. I read books, wash dishes, and do everything that makes money. I haven't spent any more money from them."

"At that time, the grades were good and the teachers liked it, and not many people knew me, made friends, and knew a lot of people. I knew that if I was withdrawn, I would have no friends, and without friends, there would be no channels for getting ahead, so from then on , Started talking and laughing."

"In order to blend in with them, I will learn to smoke, drink, fight, skip class, and not hand in homework with them, and become a bad student with good grades."

Tang Si paused, and looked sideways at Song Yi.

His peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile, and his whole body was tense and tense when he hit her.

The man’s hoarse and **** voice pierced into her ears: “But I won’t follow them to pick up girls.”

Song Yi was startled.

Just listen to him continue to say: "Family affection is born by everyone, and there is something that should be cherished. Only if there is family affection, there will be the rest, but I don't have it."

"At that time, I only had benefits and utilization in my eyes. Playing with them was nothing more than a steady study, multiple friends, multiple paths."

"So, picking up girls and making girls is a..." Tang Si thought about the vocabulary: "It's a relationship that has evolved into a husband and wife and becomes a family relationship. I don't like it."

"I don't like to deceive people even more."

Speaking of this, Tang Si laughed again and asked her: "But I didn't expect to be a bad student, so I would attract bees and butterflies."

"Song Yi, girls, would all like me such a scornful ruffian?"

He is very calm, with delicate eyebrows, tilted his head to look at her, his lips are dyed with a smile, the man has a pair of affectionate peach eyes, probably because of these peach eyes, every time he sees people, he feels like a lingering kiss. .

Obviously it was such an atmosphere, Song Yi was a little warm in his ears.

When he was reading, he was a slender, handsome, sultry, wild and cold-looking teenager who leaned on the street and smoked casually on the street, but he looked gentle when he saw his girlfriend.

Which girl can't imagine? Don't like it?

Song Yi lowered his eyebrows and pursed his lips: "I like your skin."

Good-looking skin, coupled with excellent strength, good character, three views, everyone likes it.

The ruffian man, with a bit of wildness, a bit of calmness, is the most addictive.

Tang Si seemed to hear the answer he wanted, and smiled deeper: "Right? I thought so at first. Good-looking does have some advantages, but this does not prevent you from still experiencing a gloomy life."

"In school, I have heard a lot of dark cases. If empathy is too strong, you will sink into it, you can't get out, empathy is too weak, and you won't be a good policeman. So you have to adjust comprehensively."

"Gradually, I entered the army. It was the first time I was led by an instructor to do a mission, but I failed to come back. I saved a person and was detained because of it. The days were dark, psychological, physical, and tortured. Finally, I ran out. When I went back to the army, I was punished by the army again. They said that I was nonsense and that I was deserting."

Tang Si smiled: "I don't care anymore, it doesn't sound good anyway, I hear the most if it isn't in the stream."

"I am looking for the meaning of my survival, perhaps to defend my family and the country, so that those newly born and inexperienced children will not experience the darkness of my childhood."

"I tried my best. I was very tired. I gradually became the captain." Tang Si: "In the past year or two, I have gone through dozens of times in the sea of ​​swords and flames. After the battle, he is full of honor and admiration."

"I think I have found the meaning of living."

Song Yi looked at him and said in a low voice: "What about..."

"Then..." Tang Si said lightly, "In one mission, all the honorable people who accompanied me left me, only one remained."

Song Yi's heart tightened, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

And he didn't say anything specific, just took it lightly and went on to say: "I and the remaining person are arranged to be undercover."

"He finally died."

"But the action is still going on. Only one person knows about this action. At the very moment, I contacted him, but he... abandoned me."

"I thought I was going to die that time, and I ran out. But they won't hire me." Tang Si lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, "I think I was sent by the enemy and it's not clean."

As the captain of Tang Si, he was trusted by many people. Those people were gone. This was an accident. He couldn't wait to die.

He learned to trust others, be loyal, and shed his blood, but he was abandoned.

Undercover.

These two words alone contain too many dark events.

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