Song Yi shivered all over, feeling sowhat stiff, staring at him blankly.
This was sothing she hadn’t anticipated.
She knew he might have gone through a lot, but she really didn’t expect that he had experienced sothing like this.
It must have been very hard to endure, not sothing ordinary people could get through.
"After I got back, I started quitting. It was quite addictive, quite tough. At that ti, I simply thought I’d just end it all since living was such a pain."
Tang Si’s tone was very indifferent, as if the person who went through those things wasn’t him; he seed more like soone telling a story.
He didn’t describe the process, just said, "Much scarier than the scene just now."
Hands and feet were shackled, struggling until the cuffs dug into the bone and flesh, bloody and unable to be restrained.
Until I fainted from the pain, pain always intertwined with pain, soon being awakened by the urge within to inhale again.
Over and over, not knowing how long it lasted.
Tang Si had always been a person of firm will, very self-aware. He never expected the urge to be so strong.
Many people would say, if you’ve been tainted by that kind, don’t think about living, and quitting? That’s basically impossible, quitting ans dying.
But he eventually got out, so thin he was out of shape.
Tang Si rubbed Song Yi’s head: "I endured that, this really is nothing, really can hold on."
"A real man," he tilted his head, staring at Song Yi’s tender little face, "Don’t be so gloomily frowning."
"Didn’t you say you wanted to go traveling?" Tang Si lowered his head to pick up her phone, "First tell where you’d like to go, a yacht sounds pretty good too."
"You can choose the place freely, but I’ll pay."
Song Yi hadn’t yet recovered from that strong feeling just now, thinking that he had once lived on the edge of hell.
If she was a little careless, she might not have t Tang Si today.
Or if one of his missions had a tiny mistake, she wouldn’t have encountered him.
This dangerous profession.
Suddenly, Song Yi hugged Tang Si tightly.
Tang Si was slightly stunned, then patted her back and chuckled softly, "So clingy, huh?"
"Do you want a kiss or a hug? Hm?" The man’s tone was lazy, with a drawling tune.
His emotions were not affected by the previous incident, seemingly untouched.
Speaker detached, listener engaged.
But...that was only the tip of the iceberg in his life.
Song Yi buried herself in his arms, hugging tightly, afraid that the next second this man would disappear from her sight.
She refused to let go, nor did she speak.
Tang Si understood and raised an eyebrow: "I see, you want a hug."
Laying his chin on her head, his big hand gently patting her back.
Like this, how could he explain his past?
Maybe he won’t explain at all.
He hadn’t said much, yet she was this heartbroken.
The man’s lips curled slightly, she really is...really a little child.
Not knowing how much ti had passed.
The little woman in his arms spoke muffled, "Tang Si, why did you choose this profession?"
Clearly, it’s so hard and so dark, everything has to be done personally.
Tang Si laughed, "Because I don’t want more people in the world to turn out like ."
The things he had experienced, he didn’t want others to go through them.
Song Yi pursed her lips, feeling heavy-hearted.
So people who have been through darkness will either hate it or fall into it.
But he chose to chase it away, chose to face it.
Beneath it all, there’s kindness.
Tang Si traced her tender little face with his fingertip, his voice hoarse: "To pass a single lamp to others until all lamps are lit."
Song Yi snuggled close to him, as if she wanted to burrow into his bone and flesh entirely.
"I don’t know if others are illuminated, but you have lit up."
Made her fearless of anything, with him around, all difficulties can be overco.
But clearly, he himself always faced hardships, who cared for him.
"Tang Si," Song Yi’s voice was extrely serious, "I’ll be with you for your faith."
She’ll be with him in the future, never leaving.
Tang Si chuckled lightly, "Why are you involved in a man’s matters?"
"Coming and going in wind and rain," he patted Song Yi’s head, gently kissed her hair, his voice tender yet teasing, "Staying in my arms to shelter from the storm, that’s possible."
"I don’t care, wherever you are, I’ll wait for you to co ho," Song Yi: "If you don’t co back past the appointed ti, and there’s no news, I’ll co find you."
Even if it ans death, she’d search.
Tang Si’s eyes smiled, "Do you like your brother that much?"
Like, really like, deeply like. So deeply, it’s engraved in her bones, wanting to give him everything beautiful in the world.
"Ding-dong——" At this mont, the doorbell rang, it was the delivery arrival.
Tang Si: "Alright, enough with the clinging, get up, brother will answer the door."
Song Yi didn’t move.
Tang Si simply lifted her up, heading towards the door.
Song Yi was shocked: "Put down now."
Tang Si chuckled, holding her unwilling to let go, "Your own fault."
That little strength of Song Yi’s was naturally not enough to struggle free.
She was carried like a princess to the door to answer it.
The scene the delivery person saw was of a man holding a woman, a face full of fondness.
Holding the delivery, the delivery person was slightly taken aback.
What...most unusual posture.
"Uh...Miss Song Yi’s delivery."
Song Yi wished she could bury herself into the ground at this point; this man really was capable of anything!
Tang Si looked down at the little woman in his arms, she was trying to burrow further into his embrace.
Peach blossom eyes adorned with a cheeky smile: "Tch, little Song Yi, pick up the delivery, brother’s hands aren’t empty."
His tone soft, ending playfully, every word could strike directly at her heart.
Again, deliberately teasing her.
Seeing she hadn’t moved, Tang Si added, "It’s raining so heavily outside, quickly take it, don’t delay the delivery guy."
In the end, having no choice, she had to lift her head from his embrace to retrieve the delivery.
And then closed the door.
The delivery guy, confused, unwittingly witnessed a public display of affection.
Standing at the door stunned for two seconds, suddenly broke into a smile: "Quite sweet."
Never seen such playful antics.
Outside the rain was pouring, it hadn’t stopped since the morning.
Finally, after finishing their al, Song Yi and Tang Si booked a yacht trip.
For when the weather clears up in a couple of days.
...
Today was Friday, in the evening, senior year students were dismissed from school.
Lu Yan’s car steadily parked at the school gate.
A black Land Rover SUV, the next mont, the man inside opened a black umbrella and got out.
In the distance, Song Nuan hadn’t brought an umbrella, looking at the dark rain curtain, standing below the teaching building, unsure whether to run back.
Behind her, a boy approached: "Shall I escort you?"
——
To pass a single lamp to others until all lamps are lit.
——"Lotus Sutra"
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