Being His Little Fox

Her tone was calm and her eyes were firm: "Can you think about it, will I dislike it? I knew it a long time ago. I'm still by your side. I asked you to see a psychologist. Am I disgusting? I just want a confession from you."

"What I'm angry about is that you didn't tell me. What I'm angry about is that you carry everything by yourself, pretending to be light and windy, but in fact living is more tired than anyone else."

The more Song Yi said, the more he felt that the tip of his nose was sore, his heart was pulling and pulling, his eyes were a little hot, mist filled his eyes, and tears rolled.

She did not go to see Tang Si, and opened her eyes to look elsewhere. Her voice was a little choked and her eyes were blurred by the mist, but she still suppressed her grief and continued and said: "Conversely, I will worry that you are under pressure and negative emotions. Your condition has an impact, so I dare not tell you anything."

"I am afraid that after telling you, you will become more and more serious and more and more unbearable. At that time, what should I do? I am still afraid that your self-esteem will not pass after you straightforwardly expose you."

She has many concerns.

But every step of this is worrying, just like him, wanting to live with each other for a long time.

As Song Yi said, he took a deep breath and sniffed again, resisting his tears from falling.

Then he turned his head and looked directly into Tang Si's eyes.

"Tell me, since you were with me, how many times have you thought of suicide, and how many times have you thought of resisting treatment?"

Her words spread to Tang Si like a fine, dense cold rain.

It made him feel cold all over, and when everything was cut open and explained clearly, it was like the scene of execution, depressed and difficult to endure, no matter what the answer was, it seemed that it was not right or left.

He knew how unbearable the violent darkness was deep inside him.

Facing her question.

His thin lips trembled lightly, forcibly stabilizing his emotions.

But his slightly trembling hand exposed his heart.

"Many times." The man's voice was hoarse, the kind of distressing dumbness: "This is not something I can control. I also want to live well."

"You let me know that the world is still beautiful and there is a meaning to live."

The man’s eyebrows were deep, showing a bit of pain: "So I chose to take medicine and receive treatment."

"Keeping it from you, I'm afraid you think I'm not good." Tang Si's Adam's apple rolled, and the words overflowed from his throat: "I'm sorry."

It is useless to say more at this moment, and everything is pale and weak.

His tone was heavy and serious: "I don't know."

I don't know if hiding this will bring so many bad effects.

I don't know what to do when I fall in love for the first time, and I don't even know how to get along well with people who like him.

Song Yi was the first.

But in this learning process, it was indeed hard work for Song Yi.

He thought he could grasp it very well, but the first time he did it, no one would do it perfectly.

Just when Tang Si thought that Song Yi was going to give up on himself.

I heard a woman’s coquettish voice: "I don’t blame you."

Tang Si raised his eyes, there was a little more light in Peach Blossom's eyes, staring at her with scorching eyes, his heart was shaking, and his body was stiff and surprised.

Her eyelashes were soaked with tears, her whole body looked coquettish and tight, and Piansheng spoke seriously again and said: "But you are still stigmatized."

Tang Si sank his eyebrows, did not speak, and waited quietly for Song Yi's following.

Song Yi suddenly calmed down, and she sat down calmly, but did not move her eyes away from him.

"If you chase me, you have to do three things. First, you can't hide anything from me. If I ask you, you have to answer truthfully. I just ask about your work, and I don't do anything about the task. Ask, but I want to know, what did you do and when you will be back."

"Second, cooperate well with the treatment of the psychiatrist, take the medicine well, and don't resist."

"Third, if you make a mistake, you should correct it, but if you make a mistake, you have to be punished. To prevent you from making a mistake next time, so chase me until I am satisfied."

"that's it."

After Tang Si listened quietly, the delicate sweat on his forehead gradually disappeared, his tight lip line loosened, and his lip color returned to normal redness. A few seconds later, he slammed the corner of his mouth and smiled.

The tight string in my heart loosened at once, which was fine.

He had a chance, and she didn't push him away.

She was still a little girl herself, but she was here to comfort him.

The man pressed his lips lightly, and raised his eyebrows with a beautiful arc: "So... are you making a three chapter appointment with me?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded, his expression unrelenting and uncompromising.

It is the three chapters of the covenant.

Tang Si chuckled, his voice lazy and hoarse: "Then can I make a request?"

"Dare you still have the conditions?" Song Yi couldn't help but glared at him.

"Song Yi." Tang Si's tone was serious: "My brother is twenty-eight, and he will be almost 30 in the coming year. You have to give your brother a guarantee, right?"

When he said this, Song Yi thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was indeed the case.

"Let's talk about it first." She can never suffer.

"Don't run away with other men while I am chasing you."

"Well, what then?"

"Then..." Tang Si licked his lips, his voice pressure was very low: "If you don't like me, give me a clear sign that I will continue to like you for the rest of my life. But I will not pester you."

This is extraordinarily light.

The heart that hit Song Yi also seemed extremely heavy.

"I won't..." I won't dislike you.

"You promise me." Before Song Yi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Si.

"Yeah." Song Yi replied dullly.

"Are you unhappy?" She stared at Tang Si and asked.

"What's so unhappy about me?" Tang Si: "We have all talked about it. The misunderstanding has been solved. I am chasing you and I have hope."

The man's tone really brought a little satisfaction: "So I have nothing unhappy, I am happy today."

"Song Yi." Tang Si called to her: "If you have anything, you must tell me that I am not a decoration. I can handle many things."

"Instead of asking you to carry it all by yourself. It's like this thing today." Tang Si said with deep eyebrows: "If you meet someone else and do something good or bad on the court, what should you do?"

Song Yi pursed his lips, his heart softened, "I see."

"So." Tang Si rolled his throat, staring at her tender little face: "What do you think of your abilities and skills?"

Song Yi frowned, and was confused about these things in his heart: "My memories of being washed for a few years, those years are empty. I want to know what I did before, but I don't know where to start. "

"I'll check it for you." Tang Si said, "But in the future, don't show your ability to others to avoid being targeted by unscrupulous people."

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