Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 255: "Brother...

Song Yi yelled out loud, waking up with a start.

Her forehead was covered in a dense layer of cold sweat, and her undershirt was soaked through.

Tang Si had been calling her all along.

"Had a nightmare?" he gently patted Song Yi’s back, his tone very soothing: "It’s okay, don’t be afraid."

Song Yi opened her eyes in terror, gasping for air.

Those memories surged into her mind, each vying for attention.

The images came back one after another.

She was about to forget, that scene from childhood.

She dared not think about it.

What happened to that boy later, did he die there just like that?

When she woke up, she was on a hospital bed, and she didn’t know how she returned.

She kept asking about that boy, but no one gave her an answer.

Her parents said they didn’t see any boy, and there was a blank in her memory afterward.

The memories from when she was 8 to 15 were blank; no matter how she tried, she couldn’t recall what happened in those years.

All she knew was that later she used a lot of resources to find that boy, after all, he saved her.

If found, she would definitely offer a generous reward.

The reward had nothing to do with gender; she just wanted to thank him for saving her life, and she felt guilty because he came to save her, yet in the end, only she got out.

Inside that place, it was dark as night, everything was ruthless and absolute, Song Yi had experienced it. They constantly gave hope, only to hurl you into the abyss, brutally grinding down one’s will.

In the end, she never found that boy, Li Wen only said that he must be dead.

Song Yi also thought that he might really be dead because when she rolled down the slope, there was another gunshot.

Otherwise, that boy might have taken her place, enduring those inhumane tortures, and has still not come out to this day.

Or perhaps he had already died under the torment of those people.

Thinking this, Song Yi’s heart wrenched tightly.

She hated, hated those people masquerading as police, hated them for leaving such profound shadows on her childhood.

More so, that boy had become an unresolved knot in her heart.

The time was so long ago, and she hadn’t seen the boy’s face clearly back then, just a vague outline.

People’s memories always slowly fade, and now that blurred outline of the boy was nearly vanishing from her memory.

She tried hard to remember, yet always failed to grasp that little bit of memory.

There was a person who might have died because of her.

So young, so rebellious and wild, a boy’s days should be like a prairie untouched by wildfires, and the future should be as vast and wide as the prairie.

If that boy were alive, he would surely be dazzling now.

After all, at such a young age, he was brimming with courage, and his unruly and wild aura swept through the darkness the moment he entered.

But... Song Yi’s heart tightened, feeling that the boy might really be gone, she had tried her best, really tried, but couldn’t find him.

The more she thought, the more Song Yi wanted to cry, her heart ached painfully tight.

"What’s wrong?" Tang Si frowned, looking at her, pulling her into his arms: "What kind of nightmare? Crying like this?"

Listening to his deep and magnetic voice, Song Yi buried her head into his embrace.

"Brother..." Song Yi called him in a muffled tone, her voice lightly trembling: "What would you do if there was someone who might have died because of you, whom you don’t even know, whom you’re not even sure is dead?"