Her voice was nasal and a little muffled. But it was just such a sentence that nailed him to that fatal board.
She put her arms around her chest and looked at Tang Si, as if what happened just now didn't exist: "Don't do to others what you don't want to be done to you."
He can suppress her arrogance, but he is not qualified to suppress her in this way, even if it is for her good.
In the beginning, it was he who said those words to her first, and followed her words all the time, so she continued to speak unscrupulously, but he started to care about it again as he continued.
Tang Si looked at her with a bit of resentment in his eyes, and he knew that she didn't care, but he was still a little bit resentful about his behavior just now.
He also knew that the way he tested her bottom line was extreme.
He did say what he said to her on the road back then, and it was indeed a deliberate seduction, just to test whether this woman is really arrogant.
Also to frustrate her spirit.
After all, at that time, she was the suspect, so it was understandable for him to try in any way.
And this matter, he was indeed too stressed, he overreacted.
Or maybe it was because something was so deeply ingrained that he couldn't see women like this.
Tang Si took a deep breath and pursed his lips.
"Eat wontons while they are hot, don't let them get cold."
After he finished speaking, the whole person walked out.
As soon as Song Yi heard that his tone softened, she smiled like a goblin, and looked at his back unscrupulously: "Eh? Then you interrupted me because you couldn't take it or because you couldn't take it?"
She acted like nothing happened.
Tang Si heard it, but he didn't stop walking all the way out.
Watch him leave.
She lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip, feeling really unhappy in her heart.
...
"Tang team? Why did you come out? Don't you want to talk to Ms. Song?"
Tang Si passed by the office, and Zhou Liang asked jokingly.
Tang Si didn't speak, and walked out with a calm face, Zhou Liang was puzzled: "What's the matter?"
Ning Xiachuan: "Will you die if you say a few words less?"
After he finished speaking, he took a look inside the interrogation room. The woman was sitting and eating wontons, as if she was okay.
The back garden of the Criminal Police Brigade, even if illuminated by the street lights at night, looked a bit dark.
Under the street lamp there, the man held a cigarette in his hand, the scarlet point dangling in the night, leaning his back against the street lamp, smoking one by one.
Not long after, there were many cigarette butts under his feet.
Under the illumination of the street lamp, the slender figure descended inch by inch, and finally sat on the ground with its back against the street lamp.
With a cigarette in his hand, he hugged his head tightly with both hands, and the dark and depressing mood of irritability swept across his body.
The bottom of my heart was dark and numb, and something was constantly clamoring. He gritted his teeth desperately, and the cigarette butt in his hand was tightly clenched in his palm, but he didn't know the pain.
The palm of his hand was scalded, and he bit the scalded place fiercely, the pain hit, and it brought a burst of pleasure.
The light shone slightly, and he could vaguely see his dark, boundless eyes, which were dim and lifeless.
The palm of his hand was bitten off by himself, and the blood flowed down the palm of his hand. The thin crimson lips were stained with blood, and the fishy smell spread in his mouth.
He is coquettish and treacherous, with violence hidden deep in his body, almost uncontrollable, the night soaked the sky, and the darkness soaked him.
"Aren't you going to take your medicine?" Suddenly, a cold voice rang in his ears.
He slowly raised his head and saw Ning Xia Chuan standing in front of him, looking down at him.
Tang Si trembled slightly, clenched his hands tightly, and said in a low voice: "It's probably more uncomfortable to be addicted to drugs than to be addicted to cigarettes."
He spoke with his own rare rationality.