One morning.
Song Yidu was processing his mail in the study, and originally wanted to go to the company.
But it was raining heavily outside, so I didn't bother to go.
Autumn rain, the next one will be even colder.
Just sitting there, Song Yi felt the chill deepened, it was almost winter.
Song Yi leaned on the chair and stretched.
"Bang!" There was a sudden sound upstairs, which made her tremble when she stretched.
Look upstairs.
"Tang Si?" Subconsciously called his name.
"Bang...!" There was another sound upstairs, as if something had fallen.
It was sputtering.
She frowned, opened the door of the study and went to the second floor.
The sound inside seems to have quieted down.
Song Yi slammed the door open, and the picture that came into his eyes was the man getting up from the ground.
Thin cold sweat dripped from his forehead, his hair was soaked in sweat, his hands were covered with blood, and the furniture and chairs in the house were in a mess.
Song Yi was dumbfounded, and for a moment, he felt that the blood all over his body was congealed.
The coldness climbed up from the soles of the feet: "Why, what's the matter?"
Tang Si raised his eyes and looked at the woman standing at the door. He was short of breath and tried to calm down.
"Just..." Tang Si's voice paused for a moment, and then he exhaled again: "Just now, I was exercising and exercising, and I accidentally knocked over, forming a chain reaction. I tried to use my hands to help but failed."
She was frightened for a while, looking at the perhaps messy room, the chair fell to the corner, and one leg seemed to be broken.
Song Yi's heart skipped a beat, looking at the man's overly calm face, it felt like a lump in his throat.
"You throw furniture to exercise?"
"..." The scene suddenly became very silent.
I don't know how long it took, Tang Si glanced at the messy venue suddenly, he came over and hugged her: "I'm suddenly hungry."
"It's noon."
The man's voice was close to his ears, with an inexplicably pitiful smell.
The voice is nice, hooking her heart.
Inexplicably, it made her heart soften, and she could only obey him: "What do you eat?"
"Hmm..." Tang Si lowered his head, and lightly touched her cheek with his thin lips: "Anything is fine."
"I'm going to order takeaway."
With her life skills, she can only order takeout.
"Okay." Tang Si said, smiling slowly, hooking her waist: "I'll tidy up the room."
"Your hands..." Song Yi pursed her lips: "Just ask the part-time worker to clean it up."
"You're so delicate." Tang Si smiled: "Go, I'll clean up."
…
Song Yi went out, silently in her heart, knowing that there must be something wrong.
The condition is a little serious.
After Song Yi left, Tang Si lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and he quietly tidied up the room.
It's really... the stamina is getting more and more ruthless.
What kind of medicine has such severe side effects.
…
When Tang Si came down, he had already done simple processing on his hands.
Song Yi also gave him enough space without asking.
This is something we all know well.
Song Yi stared at him: "The takeaway may arrive in a while."
Tang Si naturally walked over and sat next to her: "Okay."
Song Yi took the mobile phone and showed it to Tang Si: "I chartered a yacht, let's go on a trip in two days?"
After finishing speaking, she looked at him with expectant eyes.
She felt that it would be better to take him out of the city and go out for a while.
Staying in this city for too long, no matter where you go, you may be depressed and gloomy.
Maybe this city brought him too many bad memories.
Tang Si stared at the yacht and was silent for two seconds.
Suddenly hugging Song Yi's shoulders, he said in a low voice, "I was wrong."
Song Yi let him hold her, her tone rising: "Huh?"
"I didn't exercise just now." Tang Si said slowly: "I didn't intend to lie to you, the first time, I was afraid to scare you."
He leaned closer to Song Yi's face, smelling the scent on her body that reassured him: "Are you scared?"
The tone was soft and gentle.
Song Yi: "It's a bit."
She half-raised her eyelids: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Song Yi's best way to deal with this kind of thing is not to force but to give him space.
She knows Tang Si very well.
If he tidied up his emotions and didn't come down and confess, the two of them would make a three-pronged agreement, which would be nothing.
For the first time, she can stop worrying about an emotionally unstable person, calm down, and don't say anything, that's Tang Si's problem.
And now, apparently, he's being candid.
Tang Si: "I'm a little irritable, I can't control it, maybe it's a side effect of the medicine."
He said truthfully, this is also his guess.
"One time last night, Ningxia Chuan sent medicine over. Repeatedly, after taking the medicine, the side effects became worse every time."
Song Yi frowned: "What medicine? Take it to check the ingredients in the medicine, which doctor prescribed it for you?"
"Yeah." Tang Si: "I've already sent someone to check."
"Is this irregular?" Song Yi asked.
"Irresponsible." Tang Si pursed his lips: "I don't know when it will happen."
If it wasn't for his strong willpower and good psychological quality, it would really be hopeless.
When I get sick, I just want to torture myself to death, so that I can have pleasure.
"Then why don't you check it first." Song Yi: "Let's see what's going on."
Tang Si licked his lips slightly, and said lightly: "I checked, and there is nothing wrong with my body."
He looked at Song Yi, pinched her face, "Don't worry too much, the medicine, stop it for now."
Song Yi nodded, if the medicine was really problematic, then she really regretted forcing him to take it.
After all, the medicine became more and more serious, and it did not get relief. Instead, it became a kind of dependence on the medicine.
He tried to keep his tone as light as possible.
But Song Yi still had a small face wrinkled.
Tang Si sighed lightly: "It's really fine."
Song Yi still blamed herself a bit: "You did it once last night, but I didn't realize that you were still sleeping next to me."
At that time, you should need someone to accompany you.
"It's not your fault." Tang Si: "I don't want to wake you up."
"But you..."
"Really." Tang Si smiled lowly, with a slight smile on his brows and eyes: "I can hold on, it's a small matter."
He was calm, as if this was really a trivial matter, not worth mentioning at all.
But how could this be such a small matter, after all, the destructive power is really astonishing.
Tang Si stared at her, seeing that her mood was still not improving, he licked his lips, and said in a flat voice, "Then let me tell you something?"
Song Yi glanced at Tang Si: "What?"
"Maybe around 20 years old. At that time, he was still a soldier in the army, performing special tasks, working as an undercover agent, infiltrating the interior, joining the anti-drug team, and suppressing drug dealers."
"At that time, I was forced to..." Tang Si pursed his lips: "Sucked."