"At that time, I was too young to have the concept of death. Slowly, I realized later that I woke up in a pool of her blood that night, and I would have fear and nightmares."
Song Yi looked at him, there was no emotion on his face, his eyes were calm, and his tone was calm.
Her lips moved, trying to say something.
Tang Si didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued: "I thought he would take care of me and treat me well. In fact, he doesn't even like me having his surname, so I and my mother's surname are Tang."
"I don't think it matters. Maybe I was not born to be a loved child. I just want to live and grow up peacefully. When I come to this world, I always have my meaning."
"He has always treated me badly. When I was four years old, that is, a year after my mother passed away, he married a new wife and took Wen Mu with him. Wen Mu was only two years younger than me. When I was two years old, he had sex with other people. The woman gave birth to a son again, but she just kept it a secret."
"With the arrival of Wen Mu, my life is going well." Tang Si paused slightly, and only said two words: "Not good."
"Food, clothes, whatever, are left over from him." Tang Si smiled: "Isn't it ridiculous, he is obviously younger than me, and I have to wear his clothes."
"At that time, I wore ill-fitting little clothes to school every day, and I was withdrawn. Other children regarded me as a monster."
"I have been living alone like this, and gradually I feel that I am an unwelcome person in this world."
"Although I am young, maybe I am born rebellious. The more others step on me, the more I will climb up. I don't believe in fate."
"So I will study hard and read a lot of books. If I make a small mistake during the period, I will be beaten and scarred. Maybe the reason for the beating is just because I made a noise when I was eating."
Song Yi frowned tightly, her heart getting heavier and heavier.
But Tang Si was like a calm storyteller, without any sad expression.
Tang Si continued: "When I was in the first grade, Wen Mu pushed people downstairs, and they all believed me when he said it was me."
"In the end, I became what they called a born devil."
"I think I'm going crazy. I can't stay here. I went to a militarized school. I go back once a week. When I go back, it's always noisy and the relationship is very stiff."
"I was thirteen or fourteen years old. I read books, washed dishes, and did anything to make money. I never spent a penny from them."
"At that time, my grades were good, the teacher liked me, and not many people knew me. I made friends and met a lot of people. I knew that if I was withdrawn, I would have no friends. Without friends, there would be no way to get ahead. So since then , and started talking and laughing."
"In order to blend in with them, I will learn from them to smoke, drink, fight, skip classes, fail to hand in homework, and become a bad student with good grades."
Tang Si paused, and looked sideways at Song Yi beside him.
There was a smile in his peach-blossom eyes, and her whole body was tense and nervous when he hit her.
The man's hoarse and sexy voice drilled into her ears: "But I won't follow their lead in flirting with girls."
Song Yi was startled.
I just heard him continue to say: "Family affection is something that everyone is born with. We should cherish what we have. Only with family affection can we have the rest, but I don't have it."
"At that time, I only saw benefits and utilization. Playing with them was nothing more than wanting to study safely, have multiple friends, and multiple paths."
"So, picking up girls and flirting with girls is for me." Tang Si thought about the vocabulary for a while: "It's a relationship that evolves into a husband and wife and becomes a family relationship. I don't like it."
"I don't even like deceiving people's feelings."
Speaking of this, Tang Si laughed again, and asked her: "But I didn't expect to be a bad student, and it would be quite attractive."
"Song Yi, girls, would they all like me, a nonchalant and dishonest ruffian?"
He is very calm, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, tilting his head to look at her, with a smile on his lips, the man has a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, probably because of these peach blossom eyes, every time he looks at someone, it feels like a lingering kiss .
Obviously it was such an atmosphere, Song Yi's ears felt a little hot when he saw it.
When he was studying, he leaned on the street under the street lamp and smoked casually. He was slender, handsome and provocative, wild and cold, but his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at his girlfriend.
Which girl can't fantasize? don't like it
Song Yi lowered her eyebrows and pursed her lips: "I like your skin."
Good-looking appearance, coupled with excellent strength, good character, and three views, everyone likes it.
A naughty man, with a bit of wildness, a bit of restraint, the most addictive.
Tang Si seemed to hear the answer he wanted, and his smile deepened: "Is that so? I also thought so at first. Good looks do have some advantages, but this does not prevent you from still experiencing a gloomy life."
"In school, I heard many dark cases. If the empathy is too strong, you will sink into it, and you will not be able to get out. If the empathy is too weak, you will not be a good policeman. So you have to make comprehensive adjustments."
"Gradually entered the army, it was the first time to do a mission under the leadership of an instructor, but I couldn't come back, I saved a person, and was detained because of it, the days were dark, psychological and physical, tortured, and finally ran out, When I went back to the army, I was punished by the army again, they said I was talking nonsense and deserted.”
Tang Si smiled: "I don't care anymore, it doesn't sound good anyway, I listen to the most unpopular words."
"I find the meaning of my survival, perhaps to defend the country, so that those children who have just been born and don't know the world don't experience the darkness of childhood like me."
"I worked desperately, desperately, and was very tired, and gradually became the captain." Tang Si: "In the past one or two years, I have rolled desperately in mountains of swords and seas of fire dozens of times, and every time I came back with a life, ushered in He has made many military exploits, is full of honors, and is admired by others."
"I think I have found the meaning of living."
Song Yi looked at him and said in a low voice, "And then?"
"Then" Tang Si's tone was light: "During a mission, all the honored people who accompanied me left me, and only one remained."
Song Yi's heart tightened, and his blood seemed to be frozen.
And he didn't say anything specific, he just took it lightly and continued: "I and the rest of the people were arranged to be undercover agents."
"He died in the end."
"But the action is still going on. Only one person knows about this action. At the very moment, I contacted him, but he abandoned me. His abandonment of me means that no one will believe me, and it means that there is no way out."
"I thought I was going to die that time. My fate was so bad that I ran out. But they didn't hire me anymore." Tang Si lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You will feel that I was sent by the enemy and I am not clean."
As the captain, Tang Si was trusted by many people, those people disappeared, it was an accident, he wished he could die himself.
He learned to trust others, to be loyal, to shed his blood, but he became an abandoned one.
undercover.
Just these two words are full of too many dark events.