Song Heng's eyelashes trembled, as if he had recovered some sanity.
Su Kui understood the reasons for his self-disgust and sudden abnormality. After all, he had been hurt like that before and was almost tortured to death and lost his life.
And this kind of person, there is a certain psychological shadow, there will be two situations.
The first is to become the perpetrator and to violently attack the weak in order to vent the grievances that are suppressed on oneself.
The second type is cowardice. He didn't dare to see blood, even he didn't dare to hurt people by himself. Today, he was almost killed by beating Mr. Wang with his hands for Su Kui. When he woke up, he saw the scene of him lying in a pool of blood. Such a scene reminded him of himself.
As a result, I disliked myself and tried to vent my inner anxiety and anxiety by throwing things.
"But, you are to save me, why do you feel sad and self-blame? At that time, if you don't help me, maybe I will be hurt by that man. Do you want to see this happen?" Su Kui whispered Asked, she tilted her head, straightened Song Heng's long hair, and wiped the sweat on his head with a wet tissue.
Hearing this, Song Heng shook his head slowly, his beautiful eyes, like clear glass balls, slowly regained his spirit.
"Don't want it? Then do you regret doing this?" Su Kui continued to ask.
Song Heng didn't give a ton this time, didn't even think, but shook his head decisively. Even though he was tired and sleepy, he still persisted, telling Su Kui with his eyes that he didn't regret it.
"So," Su Kui kissed him on the forehead, carefully avoiding his wounds, lying beside him, and said: "This is indeed a very bad thing, but Young Master is willing to save me, I am very happy. The bad guy is the man, not you, so you don’t need to blame yourself for it. You just need to know that what you are doing is correct, that’s fine!"
"Promise me, okay?"
Song Heng's nose heavier, he nodded with a complicated expression, his eyelids drooped a little, his breathing became lighter.
He is about to fall asleep.
Su Kui chuckled, rubbing his earlobe, softly supporting his cheek with one hand, and watching him quietly, "Go to sleep, sleep and wake up, our lives are still full of hope."
Those dirty and unbearable, I will expel your life for you one by one!
However, Su Kui did not expect that on the next day, he saw a fatal news.
The photo of Song Heng hitting someone was exposed!
At that time, Song Nanzheng's face was cold and gloomy and ordered people to immediately contact the major forums to delete these posts.
However, these posts seemed to be infected with viruses, and more and more were deleted. In the end, even all the main forum servers were attacked by unknown hackers and the system was paralyzed.
The netizens who often visit the forums, as if they were beaten up, quickly right-clicked and saved these photos, and at the same time they spread them out. To express their anger at this terrible incident.
Does that woman really have so much courage to send out the photos? Su Kui didn't believe it.
However, the incident has caused irreparable seriousness, and soon, the police came to the door and asked for an investigation.
Su Kui coldly ordered the housekeeper to invite people in, and at the same time, let Song Heng return to the room.
The young master looked terrified. He sat on the sofa, anxiously, using his unbandaged fingers to pull the bandages, and glanced out of the door from time to time.