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Song Heng's eye tremor twitched, as if he had recovered some wisdom.

Su Kui understands the reasons for his self-aversion and sudden abnormalities. After all, he was hurt like that before, and he was almost abused 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 a perpetrator, and commit violence to the weak to vent the grievances that have been suppressed on oneself.

The second kind is cowardice. He dared not see the blood or even hurt himself. Today, for Su Kui, he almost killed General Wang. After waking up, he saw the scene where he was lying in the pool of blood. Such a picture reminded him of himself.

So, self-aversion, trying to use things to vent their inner anxiety and anxiety.

"But, you are trying to save me, why do you feel sorry for yourself? At that time, if you didn't help me, maybe I would be hurt by that man. Do you want to see this happen?" Su Kui said softly Asked, she tilted her head, straightened Song Heng's long hair, and wiped his sweat with wet tissues.

Hearing this, Song Heng shook his head slowly, and his beautiful eyes, like a clear glass ball, slowly recovered.

"Do you not hope? Do you regret doing this?" Su Kui continued to ask.

Song Heng didn't make a ton this time, not even thinking, but shook his head decisively. Even though he was tired and sleepy, he still insisted and told Su Kui with his eyes that he didn't regret it.

"So," Su Kui kissed his forehead, carefully avoided his wounds, and lay beside him, saying, "This is indeed a very bad thing, but the young master is willing to save me, I'm very happy. The bad guy is that man, not you, so you don't need to blame yourself, you just need to know that what you do is correct, just fine! "

"Promise me, will you?"

Song Heng breathed a little harder, he nodded with a complex look, his eyelids drooped a little, and his breathing became gentle.

He was about to fall asleep.

Su Kui chuckled, rubbed his earlobe, softly supported his cheek with one hand, looked at him quietly, "Sleep, wake up after sleep, our life is still the same full of hope."

Those dirty, unbearable, I will, expel your life for you one by one!

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However, Su Kui did not expect it. On the next day, he saw a fatal news.

The photos of Song Heng hitting people were exposed!

At that time, Song Nanzheng's cold and gloomy commander immediately contacted major forums to delete these posts.

However, these posts seemed to be infected with viruses. The more they deleted, the more they were deleted. In the end, even all the main forum servers were attacked by unknown hackers and the system was paralyzed.

Netizens who often visit the forums seem to have hit the chicken blood, and quickly right-clicked to save these photos, and at the same time spread them out. In order to express their anger at this bad event.

Does that woman really have the 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 panic. He sat on the sofa, anxiously using his unbound fingers to pull the bandage, his eyes glanced out of the door from time to time.