Tang Si took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand.
Then he lightly lit some ash in the ashtray on the table with a cigarette between his fingers.
She frowned slightly, if she had been here, why didn't she tell him
Or did she suspect that she was not on duty, so she followed him to the Criminal Investigation Detachment to see if he was really on duty
But what could she doubt herself? He shouldn't have done anything to apologize to Song Yi, right
"Hiss..." Tang Si rubbed his temples slightly.
She didn't come in, maybe because she was afraid of the police station in her heart, but it didn't mean that she didn't even call him.
After thinking about it, Tang Si clicked on the monitoring playback in the duty room.
I really saw Song Yi's figure on the monitor.
Then he walked into the dead corner of the monitoring, and then Wen Mu also went to the dead corner of the monitoring. The two of them should be chatting, and Song Yi walked back and drove away after a while, and Wen Mu came in at this time.
He took out the cell phone that he had just put in his pocket.
After thinking about it, he called Song Yi.
Over there, it was quickly connected: "Hello? Tang Si."
"Hmm." Tang Si had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a bit vague: "Where is it?"
Song Yi just arrived at Yese Entertainment and was walking in the lobby: "What's wrong?"
Tang Si smiled and said: "It's okay, if I order you a takeaway, you have a meal, haven't you finished your meal yet?"
"I'm not at home, don't order." There was a sound of the elevator door opening.
Tang Si: "Have you gone out?"
"Well, I went to the company to deal with some things. I wanted to see you, but I didn't dare to go in, and I was afraid of disturbing you, so I left."
Song Yi walked into the elevator with high heels, and said as she walked, "I ran into your brother at the door just now, and chatted with him for a while."
Hearing Song Yi's words, the cigarette in Tang Si's hand tightened slightly.
She didn't lie, and she answered in every detail.
Tang Si's words were tentative, and he wanted to see if Song Yi would lie to him.
This is something he hides in his bones, he is afraid in the dark, some things are all instinctively tested.
Tang Si twitched his eyebrows, feeling a sense of dryness in his heart.
I don't think I need to ask her like this.
And Song Yi also specifically pointed out that he met Wen Mu, which proves that Song Yi heard that he was trying to trick her.
Seeing that Tang Si stopped talking, Song Yi tentatively asked, "He said he was bringing you food. Your relationship with your family... is it okay?"
Anyway, according to her observation, it is very bad.
But the childhood past and experiences that Wen Mu mentioned don't seem to be fake.
Song Yi didn't take Tang Si's clichés to heart.
This is the instinct of a criminal policeman, and it is also the instinct of Tang Si.
"It's okay." Tang Si said lightly: "That's it, because of work, I don't have time to get along with them."
The tone sounded weak.
His tone was weak, partly because of the cliché just now, he felt that he was really nothing.
Part of the reason is that he really doesn't want Song Yi to know what kind of life he lived in the past.
He didn't even want to see other people sympathize with him and pity him.
Especially Song Yi.
Listening to Tang Si's tone, Song Yi raised her eyebrows: "What did you say?"
Tang Si answered again in a low voice.
"Ding" the elevator arrived at the president's office, Song Yi walked all the way to the office chair and sat down, crossed her legs, and laughed when she heard Tang Si's answer: "I said brother, what's the matter? This tone sounds like a sudden kidney deficiency ?”
"Why are you so old that you can't get over it?" Tang Si's tone was flat.
The first time we met, she said the same thing.
Song Yi smiled and leaned on the chair: "You are a man, your voice is as quiet as a mosquito, it's hard for people not to suspect that."
She raised her eyes and suddenly saw the things on her bookshelf.
"Eh? Tang Si, will you go home and sleep later at night?"
Listening to her words, Tang Si didn't take what happened just now to her heart.
He put the cigarette in the ashtray: "what else?"
"Don't sleep with you?"
Just make jokes, just open your mouth.
"No." Song Yi did not follow Tang Si's words.
Just holding the mobile phone, he walked slowly to the bookshelf and looked at the things on the bookshelf: "If you come back, how about I give you a gift? I think you should like it."
Hearing this, Tang Si became interested, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "What?"
"I'll see you off when you come back. If you don't come back and miss this village, this store won't exist, Officer Tang."
"Back." Tang Si said.
"Then we'll see you at home." Song Yi said again: "When you go home, help me get the courier. I'll send you the pick-up code. It's Haha's dog food. I can't carry it."
"good."
After hanging up the phone.
Song Yi exhaled, and put the things on the bookshelf into her bag.
She is in a pretty good mood now.
If she felt distressed after listening to Wen Mu say that what happened to Tang Si when she was a child, then the phone call with Tang Si just now was absolutely cured.
Because the current Tang Si is extremely powerful, he is not the boy who was bullied by his family when he was a child, he is now a man who can keep the lights on for thousands of families.
This kind of Tang Si gave her a real and solid feeling. What passed was passed, and she didn't need to verify whether what Wen Mu said was true or not.
Whether it's true or not, Tang Si's life in Wen's house must be unhappy and uncomfortable.
So there is no need to mention Tang Si's bad past,
Living a good future with him is the real life that should be lived.
"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Li knocked on the door and came in.
"President Song, psychology is in the reception room."
"good."
...
In the reception room.
The psychologist was a man, about twenty-five or six-year-old.
Wearing casual clothes and glasses, the whole person looks very fashionable and avant-garde, and also very aesthetic.
Well dressed, and a handsome man.
But Song Yi didn't think he was handsome.
She has seen thousands of good-looking men, but only Tang Si is the best-looking.
"Hello." Song Yi smiled politely, and stretched out her hand to him: "My name is Song Yi."
"Hello." The psychologist also stood up, and gently touched Song Yi's hand. It was considered a handshake, and he was very polite: "My name is Bo Shiyan. I heard that you have a patient who needs me to see it?"
Song Yi smiled: "Please sit down first."
The two sat down.
Song Yi looked at Bo Shiyan sharply, and instead of answering his question, he smiled and said chatteringly: "Mr. Bo, you look quite young."
As soon as Bo Shiyan heard Song Yi's words, he understood: "Yes, I am 25 years old, but I can't be considered young, right?"
"Is Mr. Song thinking that I am still young, inexperienced, and incompetent?"
Song Yi does have such a meaning, but she won't say it.
She smiled charmingly: "Look at what you said, it seems that I discriminate against age. I run an entertainment company, so I don't have so many prejudices."
"I just think that Mr. Bo is young and promising."