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The next day, Song Yi went to deal with the matter at Tangsi Police Station.
When I returned home against the cold wind, my body seemed to be wrapped in a chill.
When I entered the door, I exhaled cold air.
Bo Shiyan was already waiting for Song Yi at home.
This made Song Yi feel a bad feeling in her heart, she took off her coat: "Are you waiting for me?"
"Is Tang Si's physical condition deteriorating again?" Song Yi hung up his clothes and walked towards him.
There is actually nothing to talk between the two of them, so most of the time, they have an attitude of having nothing to talk about.
Bo Shiyan stood up, went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of hot soup.
"He's fine and getting better, don't worry." He handed the soup to Song Yi: "I'm worried about your health."
"You are a pregnant body, you should pay more attention to running outside like this."
"Thank you." Song Yi took the soup in his hand, and when she drank it, her whole body felt warm.
I didn't expect Bo Shiyan to be so careful.
"Originally, you shouldn't have to do these things, but you are more convincing with Cheng Ju."
Tang Si was in poor health, so Bo Shiyan asked, "What did the police station say?"
"Did you say you want to visit Tang Si?"
Song Yi said: "I said he needs to rest for three days, and told them to come and see him in three days."
"After three days, can Tang Si get out of bed?"
"Yes." Bo Shiyan: "I gave him some medicine, and his body functions are recovering. In addition, his physical fitness is very good, so at this time, the recovery will be faster."
In Song Yi's eyes, there was finally some hope: "Then is he awake now?"
"Well," Bo Shiyan said, "I just woke up and was upstairs. I think he didn't have much to say to me, so he came down after chatting for a few words."
Song Yi looked at the soup in the bowl: "He asked you to make this?"
Bo Shiyan: "..."
Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed Tang Si who asked him to do it.
I had no choice but to nod.
He didn't have the details of what Tang Si did.
Comparing the details with those who do criminal investigations is really incomparable. They just collect evidence and convict.
"Thank you." Song Yi put down the bowl, and walked upstairs impatiently: "I'll go up and see him."
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In the room upstairs.
Tang Si was sitting on the bed, in front of him was a small bed table, holding a pen and paper, writing something.
Looking at it from a distance, he lowered his eyes seriously, but his face was pale.
Song Yi never felt that Tang Si was so weak.
It feels like it breaks easily when touched lightly.
"What are you writing?" Song Yi asked.
The pen in Tang Si's hand stopped, and he raised his head to look in Song Yi's direction.
Smiling, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, everything began to revive in his heart, he waved to Song Yi: "Come here."
Song Yi walked over and sat by the bed.
Tang Si looked at her face seriously, and said in a distressed and pityful tone: "My eyes are swollen from crying."
The man's tone, with the same laziness as always, gently raised the end: "Think I'm going to die?"
He gently rubbed the corners of Song Yi's eyes with his fingertips, and Song Yi gently rubbed his hand with his face, and said in a soft tone, "You can still get the inheritance after you die. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"If you dare to die, I will take your money, take your son or daughter, and marry another man."
Tang Si laughed lowly: "Then my coffin board won't be able to hold it down, it can cheer me up."
"So you can't leave me."
"Yeah." Tang Si's voice was low and mellow: "I don't want to die either."
He didn't want to experience the helplessness and dying struggle yesterday.
Heart-piercing dullness and pain.
That let him know clearly that even if he died, he would not rest in peace.
He left, what should she do
Tang Si's tone became softer again, before Song Yi could speak, Tang Si said again: "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry I didn't protect you well, and I didn't protect myself well.
"Why do you say sorry?"
"No reason." Tang Si smiled: "It didn't make your dream come true, don't even think about marrying another man."
"Have agreed to my marriage proposal, and dare to be half-hearted? Huh?"
"Don't dare." Song Yi also laughed, his condition is much better than yesterday.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"fine."
"Then what are you writing?" Song Yi looked down at what Tang Si had just written.
I only saw the title on the A4 paper, about the clues of the T organization and the follow-up progress direction report.
"Why are you still writing this?" Song Yi frowned: "Can you let go of work?"
Tang Si pursed her lips and didn't speak for a long time.
This time, it's not just for work.
In fact, anyone would do the job, but this time, he did it by himself, so he could rest assured.
"I've asked Cheng Ju to ask for leave for you."
"I know." Tang Si: "When I woke up, you just left, and I greeted Cheng Ju."
"Otherwise, do you think you can help me get leave so easily?"
He is not a small employee, he is in an important position, and he is not able to ask for leave with just a few words. Everything is very strict when it comes to business.
"Okay." Song Yi nodded: "You can do these things if you want to, I can't stop you."
Song Yi looked at him: "Work and personal, you have to weigh it carefully."
"Your body is your own. You have to learn to cherish it. When will you learn to love yourself?"
Tang Si pursed her lips: "Are you angry?"
Song Yi turned his head: "No."
Now is not the time to be angry, is it useful for her to be angry
When he was angry, he wanted to go his own way. Song Yi couldn't make Tang Si make decisions according to her thinking about work matters.
Sometimes I wonder if work is more important between work and her.
But this man would even take his own life for her, so what right did she have to think about him like that.
Song Yi brewed his own emotions, and said slowly: "I just have some things that I can't see through you more and more."
She doesn't want to quarrel with him now, and she doesn't want to have trouble with him.
It is normal for two people to have differences of opinion.
She is for him, but Song Yi doesn't know where his heart is.
Looking at Tang Si is like looking at flowers in a fog.
Sometimes I think I can see through him, know his thoughts, and know his behavior.
But Tang Si's experience, experience, and even IQ skills are all above her.
I also feel more and more that I really can't figure it out, as if he is very close to her, but also seems to be far away.
At this moment, Tang Si's eyes were deep, looking at her face, she was so close, he could hear her breathing and feel her fragrance.
The distance is very close, every inch of breath seems to spread towards him with light, caressing his skin, with tenderness and charm, those things seep into his blood from the skin.
A mood that cannot be described in words spread to the bone marrow and quietly exploded in his mind.
She is still so beautiful, so beautiful that she can infiltrate everything.
So, how could he pull her into the filthy muck
"You don't need to see through it." Tang Si: "That's not a good thing."
He doesn't need anyone who can empathize with him, especially Song Yi.
He alone is enough.
It's enough to put a heavy load on him alone.
Song Yi could feel his deep and dense gaze, his eyes were filled with her.
Through the eyes, take root in the bottom of my heart, let the vines of love grow and wrap around me.
Tang Si lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I think my actions and expressions have been made very clear."
"No matter what I do, it is the best choice at the moment, and you will understand later."
Song Yi: "Then why can't you tell me now?"
""
Tang Si was silent.
I'll tell you now, you won't let me do that.
Love and love, crime and evil, various things are entangled together, burning and colliding with each other, as if condensed into a force, pushing him to the edge of the cliff.
And the choice he made was to take root and sprout on the cliff, and if he was lucky, beautiful flowers would bloom.
There is no way for such a thing, only step by step.
Song Yi didn't know what language to use to describe her current mood.
Silence seems to be the normal state of people. Silence means that there is a lot to say, but you don't know how to say it.
Silence also means rejection, but I also know deep down in my heart that I can't refuse and can't find the best solution to refuse.
Because the words of rejection are weak and unable to persuade, so they will be silent.
Tang Si looked at her, he knew her state of mind very well, her silence was a rejection.
At this moment, in her heart, she was struggling to convince herself.
When the ideal life is torn apart by reality, it is more powerless.
Perhaps, people should look at the world with gentle eyes, but even with a gentle filter, they can't see anything good.
Song Yi took a deep breath, and kept wandering and hesitating in her heart. Those emotions and thoughts trampled all her expressive abilities and senses.
"Song Yi." Tang Si broke the silence.
Song Yi responded lightly: "Yes."
Tang Si's tone was calm: "You won't regret it?"
"Regret?" Song Yi raised her eyes, her eyes were clear, she was a smart woman with high IQ and EQ.
Whatever happens, she can face it calmly.
And these days, she has also calmed down and thought deeply.
"Tang Si, do you love me?"
"I love you."
Song Yi: "If you love me, can you give me your life?"
"You know, yes."
"But you just don't want to give me the right to control your life. You are binding me." Song Yi looked at him: "You can give me your life, which means that you can die for me. But I can't decide you How to die."
"The control over your life is still in your hands."
"Then you tell me that you can love me with your life." Song Yi said in a dull mood, "I don't deny your love. No one in this world can love me more and love me more than you."
"I can feel it clearly."
"But, do you know? In this love, there is a haze hidden in front of my eyes."
In this world, it is difficult for anyone to love someone like Tang Si.
It is also difficult to have someone as thorough as Song Yi.
When both parties want to be good for the other party, but the other party's little move makes the other party feel bad, it is a symbol of rejection and rebuttal, and it is the beginning of quarrel and distance.
"If you love me, you should make me happy, right?"
"Don't you think that I love you too?" Song Yi asked him loudly: "Don't you know that I can love you with my life?"
"Am I happy when you spoil yourself?"
Her words poured into his heart overwhelmingly, and it gradually swelled up, as if it was about to explode.
His little fox saw through the corruption and selfishness in his bones.
Uncovering the unsightly boundaries, she exposed the last inch of pure land dripping with blood.
She is so transparent that she can see everything.
He was very afraid that Song Yi would say this, but she finally said it.
This is an unstepped field, an experience that has never been experienced, and here, he is also a blank slate.
Yes or no
It's true, the two of them, if they love to the extreme, it's tantamount to inappropriate
When she also sees through the essence of everything and starts to refute and argue, does it mean that the war to end this relationship has begun.
Song Yi is right, if Song Yi is in danger, he can sacrifice and die for him at any time.
But the right to control life is not with her.
However, the essence of what he did was for her. Was it wrong
Falling into a desperate situation alone, hitting nowhere to go, waiting for no feasible straw.
The emotion of drowning spreads and surrounds the person, and all the internal organs are squeezed by these emotions so that they are painful.
Tang Si didn't speak.
Song Yi stared at him calmly, and said, "Then can I understand that you can die for me, and you can also die for the mission, which is equivalent to dying for those people rescued by the mission."
"Then, am I no different from those people in essence? You still regard me as the people you protect." Her clear and charming voice said every word: "And I am just more than those people." A title, title of your girlfriend."
"It's just the people who can sleep with you and have children with you."
Her words were like a cold and sharp knife, slashing the bone and piercing the heart with frost.
Vigorously chopped off his bone marrow.
Then pack him up, throw him into a black garbage bag, and then throw him into a garbage dump that no one cares about or even dislikes.
Frost covered his marrow, and his heart was burning with fire, and the two collided with each other.
The chest heaved violently, and the pain in the internal organs surged up to the chest and rose to the throat, without uttering a word: "Hey cough cough cough"
The man clutched his chest and coughed violently.
The donated blood coughed up again and again, the blood was hot and scarlet, scalding her eyes and heart.
"Tang Si!" Song Yi stepped forward and supported him.
The man coughed and breathed violently, short, painful, and unbearable.
It swept across the sky and covered the sky in an instant.
"sorry Sorry"
Song Yi panicked, and Bo Shiyan came upstairs when he heard the movement.
She knew he wasn't like that, she knew it.
But why did she provoke him with vicious words.
Why.
Why
"You go out first, I will give him emergency first aid."
The world is quiet at this moment, silent.
Song Yi squatted at the door, hugging herself, listening to the sounds and movements in the house.
Desperate and empty, it turned out that she could be so vicious.
It turned out that she could be so ruthless to a man she loved so much.
Song Yi was floating and sinking, his head was full of mess.
It turned out that she was not a good person, and the law could not convict her. So she went into the cage of hell.