Being His Little Fox

Fu Jingsheng looked at Song Yi's expression, she was shocked, shocked, and unbelievable.

Fu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you don't know these, you just fall in love with him?"

"Yes, all have been sacrificed, so there will be no special team x in the world." Fu Jingsheng: "This is not Tang Si's responsibility. This is a dangerous thing. Leading the team to suppress du, sacrifice is inevitable. Later, it was rumored that this time, it was because there were undercover agents in the team."

"A commander who leads the team has sacrificed all his staff. This is a fatal blow." Fu Jingsheng said: "From a psychological point of view, it will leave psychological trauma, and generally lose the ability to command and lead the team. Because more than a dozen lives were sacrificed, just because of intelligence errors, in the eyes of the leader, no matter what, the responsibility must be on him."

"For anyone, who can step out of the shadows, lead the team and conduct the industry again?"

"What's more, Sister Yi, that time, everyone died, only Tang Si survived." Fu Jingsheng knocked on the table, staring at Song Yi with straight eyes, and said as if he knocked on the key. I think, who would the people outside think this undercover is?"

Hearing these words and the past, Song Yi's heart was as cold as being frozen by ice.

"He can't be Du Xiao's undercover agent." Song Yi clenched his hand tightly, his knuckles were red.

Fu Jingsheng smiled, and his eyes fell on Song Yi's hand: "You can't crush this cup with a little strength."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yi's coffee cup, held it in his hand, looked at Song Yi calmly, and squeezed it hard.

"Papa--" The cup in his hand fell apart in an instant.

The coffee ran down Fu Jingsheng’s hand, his lips curled up with an unruly smile, and his eyes looked at Song Yi: "Yes, he will not be an undercover agent. The result of the superior investigation revealed that he is not an undercover agent, so he can continue Be in this profession."

"But those who know about this don't think so." Fu Jingsheng threw away the broken cup in his hand, took out a tissue and wiped his hand gently: "So Tang Si only needs to be in this industry in the future. Wherever you go, you will always be squeezed out. If there is no light, there must be a dark one."

"In this industry, the better he does, the more marginalized he is. There will always be justice people who feel that he is the mastermind of the incident, not to mention the sacrifices so many players, most of their family members are also In this industry."

Fu Jingsheng's pupils were smiling, the more he said, the more exciting he felt.

These things are like a sharp knife stimulating his heart.

Teenagers do not have a stable mind. The more exciting they are, the more they can arouse their blood.

He sneered at his lips, and a little disdain appeared in his pupils: "Have you noticed that humans are always like this? No matter how much this person has made for them before, how many times he almost sacrificed himself on the battlefield, as long as he has A small flaw, then all his previous contributions and the tens of millions of people saved will all be in vain, and the flaws on his back will be infinitely magnified."

Fu Jingsheng said scornfully and smiled: "Really ridiculous human beings."

Song Yi's expression was a little sluggish at the moment, these words seemed to be pierced into her heart like a thin needle.

She couldn't imagine how desperate and dark that situation was.

Fu Jingsheng looked at Song Yi: "Sister Yi, maybe you really found a good man to see if he really loves you."

Song Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and his lips moved to speak. Several times, his throat became tight and astringent, and he couldn't say a word.

She felt sorry for Tang Si's experience and resented those who were indifferent, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't do anything.

Tang Si himself was burdened a lot, and those people still treated him that way.

She now somewhat understands why Tang Si's parents treated him badly, perhaps because of this incident, but this may be only one of them. It can be seen that the relationship is not bad in the middle, but the relationship has been bad since childhood.

Under such circumstances and experience, Song Yi had only one feeling in his heart. There was no step up, and there was no end to falling down.

Tang Si in such a dark abyss did not fall, did not become a puddle of mud, did not abandon himself.

He was under the pressure of a dozen unnecessarily human lives, so everyone looked at him with colored glasses, and they all excluded him. He did not want to fall, but worked hard to live.

Working hard to give this person light in the world, with his own strength, he can give one point, one point.

He would never degenerate and rot just because other people said he was muddy or dirty.

The more Song Yi thought about it, the more bored she felt.

Such a thing is really not something everyone can bear.

The voice of the outside world can shape a person. Almost everyone is alive in the shaping of the outside world. When others continue to give psychological hints, that person will accept the psychological hints and gradually become that kind of person.

But Tang Si refused all the hints. He had his own opinions, he did his own way, and lived bright and beautiful.

Finally, Song Yi trembling hands, went to get the water glass, drank the water, was choked by the water.

Fu Jingsheng patted her on the back without speaking.

After drinking the water, she felt that her tight and astringent throat became loose, and she made a hoarse voice: "So why are you coming back this time?"

Fu Jingsheng sat down on the sofa with his hands resting on the back of his head, and said in a faint tone: "You may not believe that Tang Si is my idol. If I experience these things, I don't have the courage to live under pressure. Until now."

"Even if I'm alive, I can't be in this industry, because it requires a great deal of stress and psychological quality."

"Everyone thinks that the undefeated God of War will fall and will be devastated or committed suicide, but he did commit suicide once, and Mingli found out once that he jumped off the building and whether he was in the back is unclear."

Fu Jingsheng frowned and thought for a while, then said, "The feeling he gave me is..."

"Born in the darkness, crawling out of the darkness, but he never succumbed to the darkness."

"So Sister Yi, I want to see him." Fu Jingsheng began to earnestly: "I haven't had a chance before."

"I'm even thinking, what kind of case can I make in Ningcheng to fall into his hands?" Fu Jingsheng said lightly.

"Neuropathy."

"There is a little bit. Tang Si is either my friend or my enemy. I think it's a pity to be an enemy."

Fu Jingsheng laughed: "The main reason is that I am a good citizen. I have to commit a criminal case to get him. That is a loss for me. I don't want to be locked up in a black house."

"He is cold when he doesn't handle the case. He never gets in touch with others. I can't ask him at all. So when I saw the circle of friends you posted, I dealt with things over there, and I flew back without stopping."

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