Some kind of burning feeling surrounded him tightly, and the flames came rampantly, burning him densely.
The more it burns, the more anxious it becomes, the harder it is to bear, and I can barely breathe due to the depression.
He only vaguely and vaguely heard Song Yi calling his name.
Over and over again, the tone was very anxious, very eager.
Under the dim light in the office, the woman frowned at him, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety.
Shaking him with her thin body, she looked weak and in need of help.
When Tang Si's blurred vision slowly focused again, his mind became clear again, and the restlessness and uneasiness dissipated, replaced by gloom.
He found that the tempered film on the phone in his hand was crushed, and the glass penetrated his skin.
The blood spread all over the palm of his hand, and the tingling sensation only made him feel comfortable.
He is out of control.
Tang Si let go, and the phone fell to the ground with a "click".
The thing he is best at is forbearance, but this time he can't suppress the impetuous feeling.
For a while, he was burning like a fire, and for a while, it was like the thick sea water buried him deeply, making him unable to breathe. That feeling, anxious and unbearable, bound him.
The nerves of the whole body are clamoring, uncontrollable.
Song Yi was frightened, her eyes were red.
At this time, Ning Xiachuan just opened the door and came in to see this scene, so he hurriedly searched for medicine and gave it to Tang Si.
Then he simply bandaged his hands.
Song Yi stood by and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
She wasn't quite sure what his current state was like, and she was afraid that she would accidentally blow up a bomb in him with a single word.
The more depressed a person is, the more he cares about talking to him, the more uncomfortable and difficult it is to suppress.
Beautiful things always want to destroy.
"I told you not to worry about these things anymore." Ning Xia Chuan frowned: "Didn't I say that you were given a vacation? What are you doing when you come back?"
Song Yi lowered her eyebrows, she knew why Tang Si came back, because of the pool of blood she stepped on in the parking lot.
Tang Si's breathing changed from heavy to slow, and then became normal again.
But just now, Tang Si's breathing was rapid and depressing, and it still seems to be lingering in Song Yi's ears.
After Ning Xia Chuan said something, seeing Tang Si was silent, Zhou Liang came over at this time to tell him something to do, and went out.
Song Yi pursed her lips. At this moment, she just felt at a loss and didn't know what to do.
In front of him, I feel very uneasy.
Tang Si slowly raised his eyes, took her hand, and pulled her towards him.
Let Song Yi sit on her lap: "Did it scare you just now?"
The man's voice was very hoarse, and his head rested on his collarbone. The voices he spoke seemed to come from his chest with amplitude.
Gentle and hoarse, whispering softly.
Song Yi shook his head: "No."
It was a lie to say that he didn't have any, and he was really scared. No matter how he looked, he couldn't call back.
Close to madness, the moment the tempered film shattered, her heart almost stopped suddenly.
"It's good not to be afraid." Tang Si's voice was soft and frivolous: "I was thinking, what would it be like if you were handcuffed?"
With a smile in his tone, he raised his head, with Song Yi's strange eyes still in his eyes.
His eyes were like sharp blades, scratching her heart fiercely.
Song Yi sat on his lap, not daring to move.
Time was so silent, I don't know how long it has passed.
The man suddenly pushed Song Yi away.
"go out."
Song Yi was stunned and looked at him.
"Get out." Tang Si repeated again.