Being His Little Fox

Die in duty... die in duty... die in duty...

Like a magic sound around her ears, it pierced her eardrums and heart.

The blazing sun over her head shrouded her body, and the intense light difference hit her eyes directly, causing pain.

But Song Yi couldn't notice the slightest temperature, and the blood was frozen in just a few seconds.

She couldn't even make any expressions, and even the squirming of her lips became extremely stiff.

"Heh..." Song Yi opened the corners of his mouth and pulled out a stiff smile: "You, are you... Are you kidding me?"

The woman smiled bitterly and stiffly, trying to cover up the news.

She hadn't noticed it herself, her voice was hoarse and ethereal.

If it weren't for the silence, the guard would not be able to hear what she said.

Song Yi's head was full of his death, his head was dizzy, his whole body was soft, shaking, and he was a little unsteady.

——"When you are with him, be prepared not to tell you when he is injured."

——"Sister Yi, let me say something that is not good. If you are in his line, you are sitting at home. Maybe you will receive news of his sacrifice any day."

——"They will not notify the people in the family when they are out of the mission. If they die during the mission, you will only receive his suicide note."

——"This suicide note will not necessarily be in your hands, it will be delivered to his family, because you are only his girlfriend now."

Fu Jingsheng's words that day, at this moment, were cold and without temperature, and they came into her mind again...At that time, she didn't think there would be such a day.

Even if there is, she should be his wife.

can……

Now, now that she is not even a girlfriend, she has to ask herself before she knows that she has been killed.

It turns out that he and himself are just a stranger in the end? Even if he sacrificed her, he was the one who knew the latest.

If she doesn't come, maybe no one will pass this news to her in this life.

The guard saw her holding on to the wall, her face pale, her tone weak, and the sun made her skin paler.

"Are you all right?" He walked over to support Song Yi.

Song Yi felt pain in every inch of her skin every time she breathed.

Raising his eyes, his eyes were red: "He, where is the corpse?"

"The fire was burnt, and I couldn't recognize it. In the end, the DNA was examined. Because of the fire, one of them escaped from prison and is wanted."

Song Yi lowered his eyelashes.

Suppress the turbulent tears.

She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it!

The first time he saw the parking lot fire was so fierce that he was okay, why this fire happened.

She crossed the guard and walked in quickly, with a cold and terrifying expression. How could he die? He couldn't, he was so powerful, he would always...

"Miss! How could you break in! This is the police station, hello..."

The guard couldn't stop Song Yi at all, and the noise along the way also disturbed the people in the bureau.

Ningxiachuan frowned when she heard the movement and was about to ask what's wrong.

When he saw Song Yi, he was startled, and subconsciously said, "Sister-in-law."

Song Yi's eyes were scarlet: "Where is Tang Si?"

Ningxia Chuan's Adam's apple was rolling, and at this moment he only felt a bit astringent in his throat, and he couldn't say 10,000 words in his heart.

In the end, Ningxia Chuan turned away from Song Yi.

He suppressed the emotions in his heart: "Already, sacrificed."

"I handled it, and the body was cremated."

Song Yi gave Ningxia Chuan abruptly: "Why didn't you tell me!?"

Ningxiachuan let her push herself.

The apple knot rolled, and only three words could be uttered: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, what's the use..."

For a moment, Song Yi felt that his sky had fallen.

If she still had hope just now, then at the moment when he saw Ningxiachuan, he told her the truth himself, she suddenly felt that she was standing on a hanging duckweed and she was about to fall to pieces.

Ningxiachuan is his nearest colleague, brother, subordinate...

"Do not."

Song Yi shook her head and raised her eyes, with a look of embarrassment that she had never seen before, as if she was floating in the middle of the vast sea. The sea water covered her whole body, trying to find a life-saving ship.

It's like looking for a glimmer of hope in a dry and boundless desert.

Her throat was dry and astringent. After swallowing her saliva, she moisturized her throat a little, so she could spit out hoarsely, "Where are the ashes? The certificate? Who signed it?"

Ningxiachuan was silent, but in the end, he showed Song Yi everything.

"Sister-in-law, you..."

Ningxiachuan looked at Song Yi and didn't know what to say.

Finally spit out two words: "Sorrow..."

On this day, Song Yi sat on the ground for a long, long time holding the urn...

Until the sky became dark and the cold wind started.

It was already midnight.

"Crack--" With a sound, the door was pushed open.

The lamp was also turned on. At Tang Si’s desk, she sat holding the urn, her eyes hollowed out like a lifeless rag doll.

Those who came in took the urn from her hand.

She raised her eyes hollowly, staring at the person in front of her blankly.

Ningxiachuan looked at Song Yi and explained: "He should be buried at dawn today."

Licking his lips, afraid of stimulating Song Yi's emotions, he asked in a special tone: "Are you going to... send him off together?"

Song Yi did not speak.

Ningxiachuan knew that she would not go.

But standing and looking at her, there was no speech, silence.

After a person dies, the burial is the last time, and the representative admits that he has left this world.

If she doesn't go, he will stay alive.

Ningxiachuan: "I'll take you back."

...

Ning Xiachuan looked at Song Yi's state, thought about it, and was about to notify her family, but found that her family was not able to contact her family for business talks abroad.

In the end, he could only decide to ask the police officer to look at her outside her home.

Song Yi didn't sleep all night, as if she too was dead.

With the soul drawn away, the walking dead, I didn't dare to think about Tang Si before.

She sat on the sofa, lonely and cold.

But the more I didn't think about it, the more those pictures and voices had to squeeze into her mind, like the surging sea water flooded her.

——"I'm letting my anger out. Then I'll be obedient and cooperate. The policeman will keep you safe. Can you understand it, kid Song Yi? Huh?"

——"Song Yi, just call you, why are you blushing?"

——"Song Yi, do you think your brother's mouth looks good?" The voice was deceptively lazy, very light, and the tail rose slightly: "Do you want to kiss?"

——"A kiss, you are more beautiful."

—"Little fairy, I miss you."

——"Well, it is very excited, because it welcomes a guest like Little Sun, a long-time guest."

— "It's unfortunate to be my girlfriend."

—"Don't like me either."

Song Yi hugged herself, tightening it inch by inch, trembling and chilling all over.

It's painful to like you, Tang Si.

She clenched her arm tightly with her fingertips, pinched the red seal, her emotions could no longer be stretched, tears kept falling down, her heart was so painful, stuffy, and crying that she couldn't breathe.

I knew it, I knew it was so bitter like you... I just... don't like you.

In the lonely and cold living room, at this time, there were only women's sobbing and crying, mixed with pain, despair, and various inexplicable emotions.

—"Goodbye, baby."

——"Be good, don't cry..."

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