Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox
Chapter 538 - 536: Tang Si Said, "You’re Just a Heartless Little Rascal.
She crouched at the door, not knowing for how long.
Her whole body was stiff and cold, but she seemed to be oblivious to it.
Death-like aura surrounded her entirely.
In the moment Bo Shiyin opened the door, he saw her crouching alone there.
Song Yi heard the sound, lifted her head, and looked at him.
Bo Shiyin’s heart trembled, what kind of look was that?
He couldn’t describe it with words, it’s like dust settling, silent and motionless.
He was a bit curious now, what did the two discuss inside earlier?
To make both of them like this?
Bo Shiyin tightened his lips: "You still need to pay attention to your emotions, don’t overthink anything too much."
"Tang Si is fine now, he’s calling you in."
Song Yi stood up, dazed, her whole person in a haze, suddenly blacked out, and fell forward.
She quickly regained her senses, supporting herself against the wall, Bo Shiyin was also startled and grabbed her arm: "Are you okay?"
Song Yi shook her head, indicating she was okay, and asked: "He wants to see me?"
Right now, there was too much uncertainty inside her, not knowing why he called her in, or what he wanted to say.
Earlier, after she told those words, Tang Si obviously wanted to say something.
But, he was really angered by those words of hers, to the point of being speechless.
Bo Shiyin nodded: "Yes, go ahead."
"Originally, I wanted him to rest a bit before talking to you, after all, there’s plenty of time in the future, but he said some things can’t be delayed, not even overnight."
"It’s imperative to clarify things now, you better control the time, don’t talk too long."
"Okay." Song Yi nodded.
Thinking about it now, it seemed laughable, what should have been a joyous reunion after life and death, ended up with such a talk.
...
Pushing the door open, Tang Si was lying on the bed, hearing the noise, he turned his head towards the door.
"Come here." He said.
Song Yi walked over, each step felt difficult.
Sitting by the bed, Song Yi remained silent.
At this moment, she really didn’t know what to say, and the conversation earlier was not pleasant.
What she said wasn’t her original intent.
She spoke those words to harshly refute everything about Tang Si, even though this man had given her everything he had.
Is the human nature truly greedy?
Even though it’s like this, she still treated him that way.
Tang Si looked at her, and spoke: "Not going to talk anymore?"
She didn’t dare.
She felt that whatever she said now would be wrong, afraid that she might say something worse than before.
When Tang Si disregarded his health and continued to handle cases, her anger reached its peak.
After Tang Si made those decisions, she was simply furious.
In an instant, she felt he didn’t consider their relationship at all.
Saying whatever came to her mind.
Attempting to find a good outlet for herself.
Ultimately, the result was mutual destruction.
"You’re not wrong." Tang Si said: "I shouldn’t bind you with my love."
"Nor should I claim to give you my life while denying you the right to control it."
He had walked the line between life and death several times.
Certain things had been premeditated in his mind, he loved her, there was no doubt about it.
But, in what way? What method was proper to love her?
Is it inappropriate?
Would it become such that although loving each other, not being together would be the best outcome?
No.
It’s about finding the most suitable way through exploration.
Some people love each other deeply but ultimately cannot be together, simply because their ways of loving differ, not suitable to place upon each other.
Hence, incompatible, hence unable to be together.
"For the last time." Tang Si looked at her: "The last time I won’t listen to you."
His voice was somewhat weak: "Once your background is clear, once the T Organization case is concluded, I will resign."
"From now on, I’ll do whatever you say, is that okay?"
He spoke in a negotiating tone.
Song Yi’s heart floated and wavered.
She couldn’t believe he’s not angry at her.
Coming in was to find a resolution and plan.
This is Tang Si, facing issues at any time, unemotional, rational yet tender.
With precise thinking, he found the core of her heart, devised the best solution.
Tang Si already knew what Song Yi truly cared about after she spoke those words.
Song Yi’s heart clenched, she lowered her gaze, sniffed, and restrained her emotions before barely uttering a word: "Okay."
"But..."
But the issue comes to her, does Tang Si really have to resign?
On one hand, she didn’t have the right to deprive the police of their protective sharp blade, Tang Si was trained by the police, for so many years, she said to resign and he resigned?
On the other hand, she simply wished he could stay safely by her side.
Not doing those dangerous jobs.
That’s how being a police spouse is, it’s too difficult. The mindset is hard to balance.
"Do you really like this profession?"
"It’s not about liking or disliking, it’s the weight of responsibility."
A man’s shoulders should bear a lot, not to disappoint the expectations of those who believe in him.
Song Yi: "Doing this profession or not, the choice is yours, but I hope you can step back from the frontline."
At least it’s safe, not having to walk on thin ice.
"Even if you insist on being on the frontline, your body has to permit it, now it’s winter, two months until the new year, at the beginning of the year, you guys have to do physical examinations."
"By then it’s not me not allowing you on the frontline, even your bureau wouldn’t allow it."
"The physical report indicates your body doesn’t allow it."
Tang Si smiled: "Yes."
The man looked at her: "Not angry anymore?"
She bit her lips, now what’s there to be angry about? He already said this.
"Help me get up." He said.
Song Yi supported his hand, letting him sit up.
"Are you sure it’s okay? You were just like that earlier." Song Yi worried about his health status.
Song Yi lowered her eyes: "Wasn’t it me who was angry at you?"
Tang Si pursed his lips, his tone was gentle, each word tugging at her heart: "It’s my problem with communication methods, I should progress gradually, I wouldn’t get you upset, and you wouldn’t need to be angry with me."
"However," Tang Si gently stroked the back of her hand: "You’re just a little rascal with no conscience."
"Do you think I treat you the same as ordinary people?"
"How dare you say that."
How did he treat those people, how did he treat her?
Emotion versus lack of emotion, that’s the most essential distinction, how could they be put in the same category?
Determined to make him angry.
"This matter taught me a lesson." Tang Si said.
Song Yi: "?"
"Never provoke you." Tang Si pulled her closer, their foreheads touching, intimately: "Little Fox Song gets angry once, it’s too terrifying."
Before, she would get angry, but to him, it was akin to being coquettish.
This time, it was different, genuinely serious.
Song Yi had always been sensible, understanding, it’s precisely because of too much love for him, she’d say whatever came to her mind in anger.
A bad temper is always targeted at the one she loves most.
"Don’t think you’ve somehow hurt me with what you said, everyone has moments of anger, acts of impulse."
He said: "I also did many impulsive things in my youth."
"So, don’t blame yourself, as it’s part of growing, we must accept both good and bad."
"Some words aren’t the true intention, but are said in a fit of anger, I know that, and I won’t take them to heart."
Tang Si’s words swept away Song Yi’s gloom.
He had just thought of these inside.
He fully knew the emotional journey Song Yi would go through after losing her temper, he would guide and enlighten along this path.
Be a good guide.
He has taken too many wrong paths, so he guides her to avoid repeating the same mistakes.
Perhaps, this is the advantage of being a bit older and more experienced than her.
"Mhm." Song Yi: "Please, stop talking."
"If you continue, I’ll feel useless."
He’s too mature, which makes her feel fragile.
Mature men have a certain charm, especially someone like Tang Si, who is insightful, astute, strategic, possessing a steady demeanor and a righteous demeanor, yet with a mischievous, wild, flirtatious spirit.
Charming, seductive, and stable.
One could say, every gesture is full of allure.
Any of his traits can make women scream with attraction.
However, being able to handle him is a big question.
Tang Si is currently weak physically and isn’t up for any grand physical movements like hugging.
He detests his current state, just like the day before yesterday, when speaking a single word felt life-draining.
He feels powerless to do anything, as fragile as a vase.
"Do you think there’s a problem?" Tang Si tightened his hold on Song Yi: "You can tell me, and I’ll try to find a solution?"
"I feel, if this goes on, I won’t be able to handle you."
Tang Si chuckled lightly upon hearing that: "You still claim you can’t see through me."
"You just don’t understand the level at which I perceive issues, but in terms of what kind of person I am, you see through me more clearly than anyone."
"That’s about experience, unrelated to anything else."
"I don’t need you to handle me." Tang Si’s voice was slow and magnetic: "I can be handled by you, even beg you to handle me."
He looked at Song Yi: "I can teach you how to handle me."
"Even if you can’t learn, that’s okay, I’ll follow your pace." Tang Si: "So, what else are you worried about?"
Whatever he does, he would never hurt her.
No matter how many tricks he has, those won’t be used against her.
Thud, thud—
Every word he says hits her heart, with a seductive tone.
As if casting a spell on her.
"And also." Tang Si looked at her: "I want you to be clear about one thing."
"Mhm?"
"If it’s about my career’s significance, being a sun where sunlight can’t reach, then you’re the sun accompanying me for a lifetime." Tang Si: "No matter what happens, I won’t let you go, won’t abandon you."
Song Yi was stunned for a moment.
Her thoughts spun in her mind.
She suddenly felt that some words must be said.
Words said in the heat of the moment also need to be spoken; otherwise, how to clarify the other party’s more thoughts and feelings?
She can feel a lot, and he does a lot for her.
However, it’s necessary to use clear language to solidify everything, rather than her guesses and speculations.
Between people, communication is the most crucial.
Saying a few more words won’t kill.
Not saying enough can make one regret many things, many people.
...
Tang Si raised his hand, handed it to Song Yi, and slowly said: "Help me up."
"Up?" Song Yi looked at him: "Aren’t you already sitting on the bed?"
Tang Si: "I want to get out of bed."
Song Yi: "Why? What are you going to do? I can get it for you, whatever you want to eat, I’ll bring it."
"In your current physical state, it’s best not to move around too much."
Right now, in Song Yi’s eyes, Tang Si appeared as a fragile person, as if a slight movement might lead to something big.
Tang Si paused, then his fingertips gently touched her hand, it was tingling, familiar mischievousness filling his eyes: "Are you going to help me to the bathroom too?"
"..." That’s something she couldn’t help with.
"Can I just hold you up a bit?"
Tang Si lazily spoke: "Hold my hand or what?"
Song Yi glanced at him: "Is your hand disabled?"
He smiled: "Help me off the bed."
Song Yi really helped him, suddenly, Tang Si paused, looking at her.
She frowned slightly: "What’s wrong?"
He laughed lowly, the laughter coming from his chest, rather flirtatious, he asked somewhat amused: "Can you manage to hold me? I’m quite heavy."
"Be careful not to both fall down."
"There’s still another one inside."
Tang Si knew Rong Qi took Song Yi away, and during the confrontation with Rong Qi, he heard the news that Song Yi had run away.
He came back, confirmed her safety and peace, and his heart could finally rest easy.
"You’re not pressing your whole body on me." Song Yi said: "Otherwise, why would you get off the bed?"
"True." Tang Si smiled meaningfully: "In that case, there’s no need to get off."
"..."
After helping him down, she was getting ready to support him toward the bathroom.
But Tang Si let go of her hand.
Song Yi: "...?"
She looked at Tang Si in confusion.
Tang Si pointed to the foot of the bed: "Stand there."
Though she was baffled, she still stood there.
She watched as the man stepped back a bit, creating distance between them.
She looked at him, standing upright, in a standard military pose.
He stood opposite her.
Straight and strong, standard and fierce.
This made Song Yi’s heart lift, and her entire self tensed with his posture.
In such a setting, it was very serious.
"What are you doing?" She looked at Tang Si, suddenly so formal.
The next second, the man saluted her.
He said: "Even the light of day can stir the depths of night."
I love you.
Song Yi’s eyes reddened.
She understood his meaning.
And moreover, she should understand the meaning of him saluting a partner.
The meaning behind this military salute.
It was gratitude and guilt.
And his words proved his sincere love.
...
At night.
Bo Shiyin was customizing a recovery plan for Tang Si’s body, and the current method was to ease it.
And indeed, Tang Si had been recovering a bit, as the drug’s toxicity was unpredictable, with no clue as to how it would manifest.
It could only be suppressed.
The specifics, however, required finding the source.
Bo Shiyin’s side, was overwhelmed.
As for Tang Si, he didn’t think it was a big deal.
Song Yi was feeding him.
He looked at Song Yi: "Are you afraid of life and death?"
Song Yi stirred the porridge in her hand, blowing on it: "It’s not that we’re afraid of life and death, we just fear the unknown."
The most important thing is not to be afraid of the unknown.
After all, with Tang Si’s condition, she had some insights.
"Yes." Tang Si smiled.
"I don’t want to eat anymore."
"Have a few more bites."
Tang Si: "Give me two kisses, and I’ll eat two mouthfuls."
Bo Shiyin holding a laptop and searching for information: "..."
Did you hear that, people?
Is this something people say?
Is this something people do?