Being His Little Fox

"At that time, I really couldn't hold it, I had nowhere to depend, nothing to rely on, everything dragged me into the abyss and endless darkness, maybe it's wrong to live, and to be born wrong."

"I finally believed my fate and bowed my head. So... I chose to end my life and jump off the building."

"In the end, I was rescued. Maybe it was because of some heinous things I did in my previous life. I have to let me bear these alive."

There was self-deprecating in this tone.

Song Yi's throat tightened and made a sound.

"Tang Si..."

"Huh?" Tang Si still had a smile on his face, and answered her gently.

Seeing her face, the woman's eyelashes trembled and moist.

Tang Si stared at her, smiling, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

In fact, he has calmed things down to the greatest extent, just for fear of frightening her and nauseating her.

Those things are beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The truth is far deeper and more piercing than these words.

"Nothing." Tang Si said, "That's probably it, I won't talk about it."

He put his hand on his lap, trying to touch her head for comfort, but he didn't dare.

Can only clenched a fist tightly and looked at her.

Song Yi couldn't imagine those things at all. His emotions were complicated and it was more distressed.

The man who walked out of the darkness finally stood in front of her.

After so many experiences, he still chose to live, and he still has faith.

Compared with Tang Si, ordinary people's sorrows and worries are not worth mentioning.

He has never complained about life. Ordinary people start to get angry when they feel unsatisfactory. Most of the anger comes from their own incompetence and their ability to support their ambitions and desires.

Instead of complaining and complaining, it is better to fight hard, fight against the sky, and fight with your life.

Feel the pain and sadness, it is better to destroy the pain and sadness with your own hands and welcome the good.

Song Yi finally shook his head: "Not afraid."

Tang Si pursed his lips: "Would you like to hear me continue?"

Song Yi suddenly discovered that asking him to talk about his past is also a kind of harm to him.

So unbearable, so dark.

He actually said that passing on grief and pain is a kind of violence to others.

"no need."

She didn't want to expose his past so much gloom, to remind him, just to force him to press him, let him walk in pain again.

She wanted to interrupt many times in the middle.

But Tang Si did not give her a chance.

If Tang Si wanted to speak, he would speak complete, and would not let her stop because she felt that he was painful and didn't want him to speak.

Only because he thought he scared her and stopped.

Song Yi, there is no way to imagine how he survived, he. He also exposed his darkest past in the most plain tone.

Tang Si nodded lightly: "Yeah."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Song Yi was anxious and wanted to say some comforting words, but she knew that no matter what she said now, it was useless.

The atmosphere is too sad, strong and sluggish.

The man looked at her suddenly.

She saw Tang Si smile at her.

He was a little tired and tired, his eyes were slightly blushed, and his peach blossom eyes curled up with a springy and ambiguous arc, his eyes blurred and ecstatic.

The apple apple rolled, and her **** hoarse voice fell into her ears: "Song Yi, do you like brother?"

Good to hear the extreme.

Every word seemed to carry an electric current, and the numbness rushed through every nerve of Song Yi.

Her heartbeat was so fast that she could not calm herself down, and she couldn't calm her mind even after being slapped by a word.

Tang Si also waited, waiting for her answer, feeling nervous.

She raised her eyes to look at him, soft and charming in her eyes collide and unite, she has her own style and charm.

"I like it," she said.

Tang Si's fist tightened a little.

"Tang Si, I like you so much," she added.

Before he could make a move, she leaned towards him, her soft body hugging him.

She said: "Tang Si, the past is gone. No one dares to look down at you now."

The familiar taste rushed to his face, and Tang Si's blood was boiling agitation.

Reached out and hugged her, buried her head in her shoulders, and took a deep breath.

She is his treasure, his life.

She moved her eyebrows: "I like you, but..."

"But you're not sure if I really like you." Tang Si took Song Yi's words: "You will feel that I treat you well, just out of responsibility."

"Because of the words on the overpass, everything you didn't tell you before made you more sway your view of me."

Song Yi bit her lip.

Indeed it is.

And Tang Si is also very aware of this, nothing else, he has also experienced it.

Just like Ning Xiachuan said, other people are uncomfortable in a downturn, perhaps because they can't see through.

But he is too thorough, too undesirable.

"In this case, I will chase you, OK?"

The man's gentle, **** and low-pitched voice hit her heart.

Tang Si interrupted her and took her. It was because he knew Song Yi too well. She liked it for her, but whenever she felt that they were inappropriate, there was no difference between liking and disliking.

So he was afraid that she would say this, so he stopped her and made such a request.

Not reconciliation, not asking for forgiveness, not breaking up, but I chasing you.

Song Yi's words were stuck in his throat and swallowed deeply.

Song Yi did not speak.

He squeezed her earlobe, and his tone became softer: "Okay?"

The deep and **** voice and warm breath are right in her ears, as if carrying electricity, making her feel numb all over.

No one can resist.

"it is good."

"Song Yi, I will take this step and won't go back."

He slowly let go of her, looked at her deeply, with a smile on his lips, and asked in that nice voice: "Can I kiss you now?"

Her lips moved, but she hadn't said anything yet.

He said, "Just treat you as comforting me, OK?"

The tone was sad and pitiful.

Song Yi: "..."

I always think she got into the fox's circle somehow?

"Dear." Song Yi also wanted to expose his past things: "You are all..." Yes...

Song Yi suddenly shut up and swallowed the second half of the sentence down his throat.

Tang Si smiled softly: "Huh?"

"Don't kiss me."

Song Yi pushed him away, ready to get out of the car to breathe.

As soon as he turned around, he pinched his shoulders and forcibly turned back. The man's strong breath greeted his lips, scorching hot.

He bit her lips when he was kissed a little, and his peach blossom eyes were deep and a little blurred: "Don't say that, I will think I can do you anytime, anywhere."

Song Yi: "..."

Shouldn't she feel sorry for him? Pity him?

She was dull and sad there, and he?

Song Yi felt that his face was hot, the roots of his ears were also hot, his neck was red, and he turned his face and said nothing.

His mind is full of his words, and his mind is full of his past. He is not willing to scold or fight, but he really owes it too much.

In the end these emotions turned into shy silence.

He has deep eyebrows, fingertips rubbing her delicate face, and his tone is low and ambiguous: "Brother knows that you are angry, then you should punish me more, you should be good, don't let your brother chase you so quickly, I will give you Get out of your breath, but you promised brother, you can't let him go, can you?"

Song Yi breathed heavily, his lips were rosy and ruddy as he kissed, and he moved: "What will happen if I was chased?"

"You let me do it?"

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I ask for a monthly pass. I wanted to do more today, but my heart has been uncomfortable. I went to bed first. If my state is better tomorrow, I will give you more and love you. Don't forget to vote~

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