Being His Little Fox

But in the end, it was Song father and Song mother who went back under persuasion.

Song Yi stayed with Tang Si.

The two were sitting in the corridor of the hospital. Tang Si turned his head to look at her. She leaned on his shoulder and said nothing.

The mood is relatively low.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the hair that blocked her half of her face, his tone softened: "I'll go to the hotel next to the hospital to open a room for you, and take a rest."

Song Yi leaned against Tang Si, shook his head, and grasped Tang Si tightly again: "I don't want to go."

She felt that nothing was real now, only Tang Si was real, and she didn't want to leave his side for a moment.

The vacancy of memory, the unknown pain, his own life experience, and Song Nuan's accident all made Song Yi uncomfortable.

The parents are not biological, but after living together for so many years, who are her biological parents? What kind of secrets are hidden behind this?

All these questions fell on Song Yi overnight.

Tang Si sighed slightly and touched the back of her head with his big hands, very gentle, which made her feel safe.

"Good." His voice was flat and gentle: "If you don't take a rest, what should you do if you end up? There are some things, you will struggle with it, and there will be no answer. The boat will naturally straighten at the bridge.

"What's more, no matter what happens, I will be with you."

He bowed his head and moved closer to Song Yi: "Go to sleep? Huh?"

Song Yi looked very tired, mentally very poor, and there was no blood on his entire face.

The man's voice is soft and coaxing.

"I'm very scared now." Song Yi leaned against Tang Si: "I think everything is fake and they are lying to me."

She was a little confused about reality.

Tang Si: "They are not your biological parents. There must be a reason to hide it from you. When Song Nuan gets better, ask."

"There may be no blood relationship, but the relationship is real."

They have been together for so long, as if they were biological.

"Yeah." Song Yi responded softly.

She is a little confused now, staring at the floor, she doesn't know what to say, she just doesn't want to leave anyway.

His thinking was also chaotic, and he didn't know how to tell Tang Si about his current situation.

There are too many uncertainties in the future, as well as those who are directed at her, as well as her abilities.

She had known for a long time that these were not in vain, but there must be a reason.

But why...what did they do without telling her? What are the hidden secrets behind?

Looking at Song Yi's state, Tang Si felt uncomfortable.

He pressed his lips lightly: "Then I'll accompany you. If you fall asleep, I will come to the hospital again. Call me when you wake up."

Song Yi listened, she still didn't want to.

Tang Si sighed softly, "Don't worry about your brother, be more obedient."

"You are not in this state."

In the end, Tang Si persuaded Song Yi and there was a hotel next to the hospital.

Tang Si hired a good nurse to stare at.

Take Song Yi all the way to the open room.

The room is large with a big bed.

Tang Si: "Should you take a bath? Brother will give you hot water. Or do you not wash?"

Song Yi shook his head: "Just wash it up."

She doesn't like taking a bath in a place like a hotel, and she has no sense of security.

If you can wash it, she can't wash it.

That night, Tang Si stayed with Song Yi in the hotel for a long time.

It took an hour or two for Song Yi to fall asleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed, touched her face lightly, and covered her cup tightly.

Looking at Song Yi's sleeping face, the man sighed softly: "I thought you were so powerful, you are still a little girl..."

Song Yi's daily performance is always too strong and strong. She seems to be omnipotent. She looks at her mentality and looks invincible.

Even if she is petite, looks weak, and extremely soft, she does not show her temperament like her appearance.

Everything is just her external disguise, the moment the disguise is removed, she is the little girl who needs to be protected.

In Tang Si's eyes, Song Yi was really young, only 22, and some 22, still in school.

And Song Yi's 22 years old has reached a peak that ordinary people can't reach, so powerful that it is easy for people to ignore her age.

After Song Yi covered the quilt tightly, he stood up.

I took out my mobile phone and sent a message to an account: [Help me check something. 】

There are other news on the phone.

From the team.

......

It was already two or three in the morning, and Tang Si walked out of the room and called the team.

Over there, Zhou Liang reported the situation. Wen Mu confirmed that he was dead, but the sniper was not found, and the incident is still under investigation.

Tang Si: "The other party has a premeditated plan, it is impossible to find out. Rest early."

His voice is hoarse and tired.

"Where are you?" Zhou Liang noticed, he asked.

It's so late and I'm still calling back. Something must have happened.

Normally, when Tang Si speaks, his voice is always in a lazy tune, which is always the same.

But today, it is slightly heavy and tired.

Tang Si: "What? How long have you not seen this, do you miss me?"

Zhou Liang: "...Boss, I care about you. You have a daughter-in-law. Can you stop teasing me?"

"Be considerate of my single dog who is still working overtime."

"Okay, call me again if I have something to do. I can't walk away temporarily. Call me again when I have to go back."

After speaking, Tang Si hung up without waiting for Zhou Liang to answer.

Standing in place, he felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

Tang Si supported the wall with one hand, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust.

"Cough cough cough -" coughing suddenly.

Tang Si frowned, suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, coughing again.

His face quickly became ugly.

Under the light, he opened his palms and took a look.

Hemoptysis.

Between the throat, there is a smell of blood.

The man frowned tightly and went to the public restroom to wash his hands and mouth.

The lungs seemed to be squeezed and uncomfortable, and breathing seemed a little difficult.

He held the sink with both hands. In the mirror, the man's face was ugly, and his thin lips were not bloody.

The steady and even breathing that has always been a mess of rhythm, suppressing an inseparable emotion, strongly grasping the heart and lungs, dull and difficult to bear.

Tang Si turned on the tap again, poured a handful of cold water on his face fiercely, took a heavy breath, and turned off the water.

Turned around and went to the hospital.

......

The next day, Song's father and Song's mother came soon and asked Tang Si to rest.

They came early, at six o'clock in the morning.

Song Yi was still sleeping at this time. Tang Si went back to the hotel to see that she was still asleep.

Tang Si lay beside her, hugged her, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He is so tired.

......

When Song Yi opened his eyes, he saw Tang Si holding himself.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, and Tang Si only slept for more than an hour.

Song Yi moved slightly, trying to get up.

With just such a slight movement, Tang Si opened his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Awake?"

He raised his arm, his hair was a little messy: "Are you hungry? What to eat?"

Song Yi rubbed his temples: "Song Nuan..."

"There is nothing wrong, everything is normal, don't worry, uncles and aunts are already in the hospital."

"Yeah." Song Yi noticed Tang Si's state: "Did you just fall asleep? Sleep a little longer."

No matter what happened in the past, seeing Tang Si, he would not be like now.

He will be high-spirited, calm, or even smiling.

And now, it's sick.

The things that happened in the past were more serious than this, but he was not like this.

"Tang Si."

"Ok?"

Song Yi climbed up to him from the bed, cupped his face in both hands: "Sick?"

"Maybe you have a cold." Tang Si took away Song Yi's hand, his lips curled up with a smile: "Just take some medicine later."

His voice is wrong.

"You get more sleep, I'll go to the hospital to see." Song Yi said.

Perhaps what he needs most now is rest.

Tang Si raised his wrist, checked the time, got out of bed and tidied his clothes: "No, I will go to the hospital with you, and then go back to the team."

Song Yi knew the news that Wen Mu had died.

She patted her head: "You go back first. You don't need to go to the hospital with me. You should handle that. You shouldn't be in the hospital yesterday."

She listened to him somehow and went to the hotel to rest.

As a result, he still has to go back to the team to deal with it, and he clearly stayed up all night.

Listening to Song Yi's words, Tang Si smiled softly: "Let's go, go have breakfast."

He walked up to Song Yi and squeezed her face: "Find a boyfriend and learn how to use it. He is hidden and tucked away."

"I have to take the initiative for anything."

"Hopefully next time, you can learn to take the initiative to call me."

The man's words were light and smiling, but every word that was hoarse knocked on Song Yi's heart, as if her soul was trembling.

It also made her heart squeeze fiercely, tearing with pain.

At this moment, her whole body seemed to be contaminated with the exhaustion between his words, filled with the emotions he vaguely wanted to hide.

Song Yi hooked Tang Si and hugged him with his feet: "I hope you can learn to actively seek comfort."

"Men can also say tired, or they can stop and rest, no one will laugh at you." The woman's voice was soft and radiant like a warm sun: "If anyone laughs at you, I will take care of them."

"Pack me?" Tang Si responded with a smile.

"Do you laugh at yourself?"

"Yes." Tang Si replied lightly.

Song Yi was startled slightly.

"The shackles you gave yourself are too heavy." Song Yi hugged him tightly: "Don't be so tired."

"Who comforts whom?" Tang Si gently pushed Song Yi away: "My brother stayed up all night and hasn't slept for several days. Why is he tired?"

"Go for breakfast."

This topic was brought over by Tang Si.

......

Song Nuan's situation is improving.

Tang Si went to the team to deal with Wen Mu, they had bullets on Wen Mu.

"This is organized by T." Tang Si recognized it.

"The people of the T organization want to kill Wen Mu."

On the last cruise, Tang Si was able to recognize their bullet, which was a special bullet.

"Well, this matter can't be tracked down, you can only press it down. It all falls on the head of the T organization. Focus on the T organization."

This is a small meeting on this case.

Zhou Liang sat in his seat and looked at Tang Si: "Boss, your mental state is really wrong."

"Are you sick?"

Ningxiachuan raised his head at this time, staring at Tang Si.

Tang Si stood up from his position: "Little cold."

"First of all, you listen to Xia Chuan's arrangements and tell me if you have important situations."

......

The meeting ended here, Zhou Liang was afraid of Tang Si and did not dare to ask.

Tang Si was about to drive away, and a figure appeared in front of him.

He slammed the brakes.

Rolled down the car window and looked out: "Don't blame me if you die."

Ningxia Chuan did not listen to Tang Si's words.

Walked over in strides.

"What's the matter with you?" Ningxiachuan couldn't see any emotion on his face, coldly: "The body is your own. Go to the hospital."

Tang Si put his elbow on the bedside of the car window: "Now I'm going to the hospital."

"I didn't joking with you." Ning Xiachuan: "Your face looks very sad now."

There is a strong sense of depression that radiates from the inside out.

In the past, you might be able to pretend to be smiling, but Tang Si really couldn't change his face.

This is already a physiological response. It is uncontrollable.

He listened to Ning Xiachuan's words and chuckled lightly: "The person was very sad at first, maybe he got out of it when he was too old to hide."

Ningxiachuan also knows Tang Si very well, knowing that nothing can be said to Tang Si, and no one can stop him from what he wants to do.

"Take good care of your body. If your body is gone, you can't do anything you want." Ning Xiachuan looked at Tang Si: "Go back and rest well. I don't want to hear the news that you are dead."

"Heh." Tang Si snorted: "I have a long life."

......

When Song Yi arrived at the hospital, his parents were watching Song Nuan by the bed.

Song Nuan has been transferred from the intensive care unit to the ward, but he has not yet woken up. The doctor said that he might wake up at night or tomorrow.

There is no life-threatening.

Fortunately, she had no burns. The fire in the laboratory has not spread yet, that is, her hands have been burned, and the scars can be recovered.

"When can we talk?" Song Yi looked at his parents.

Father Song pursed his lips: "Come out and talk."

......

Outside, they are in the private room of the coffee shop.

Song Yi was silent, she didn't speak, but she knew what she wanted to know.

She also has the right to know what her life experience is.

Father Song struggled several times, and finally sighed and said, "Originally, this matter was to be kept from you for a lifetime, but I didn't expect it to be revealed in this way."

"Your mother and I both treat you as your own daughter, and you know it." Father Song said solemnly, "I didn't tell you, but also to protect you from being found by those people and not involved in those incidents. "

"What's the matter?" Song Yi frowned, "Don't think about not telling me, or making up stories to lie to me, you know that according to my personality, I will check."

"Your biological father is my brother. It is a policeman, and your mother is also a policeman. Because of their identity and the same case, you were targeted."

"We don't know or don't know the specifics of that case. After all, it's a secret." Father Song: "But-they all died during the investigation of that case."

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