Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 374: Do You Like Brother? Can I Kiss You Now?

"That time, I really couldn’t bear it anymore, with nothing to rely on, nothing to hold onto. Everything dragged me into the abyss and endless darkness, maybe living itself was a mistake, born to be wrong."

"I finally believed in fate and lowered my head. So... I chose to end my own life, to jump off a building."

"In the end, I was saved, perhaps because I did something unforgivable in my past life, forcing me to live and endure this."

There was a hint of self-mockery in this tone.

Song Yi’s throat tightened, making a sound.

"Tang Si..."

"Hmm?" Tang Si still had a smile on his face as he gently responded to her.

Seeing her face, the woman’s eyelashes trembled slightly, getting a bit moist.

Tang Si stared at her, smiling, and asked tenderly, "Are you scared listening to these?"

Actually, he had softened the story as much as possible, fearing it might scare her, disgust her.

Those events were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The truth was far deeper, more piercing than these words.

"It’s nothing," Tang Si said, "that’s about it, I won’t say anymore."

He placed his hand on his own leg, wanting to pat her head to comfort her, but dared not.

He could only tightly clench his fist, his eyes fixed on her.

Song Yi couldn’t even begin to imagine those things, her heart filled with complex emotions, mostly pain for him.

The man who walked out of darkness now stood in front of her.

After going through so much, he still chose to live, he still held his faith.

Compared to Tang Si, the troubles and worries of ordinary people seemed insignificant.

He never once complained about life, while those ordinary people would rage over the slightest dissatisfaction, most of which stemmed from their own incompetence, their inability to match their ambitions and desires.

Rather than complain and resent, it’s better to strive and fight against fate.

Feeling pain and sorrow, it’s better to personally destroy them and embrace the good.

Song Yi finally shook her head, "Not scared."

Tang Si pursed his lips, "Do you want to hear more?"

Song Yi suddenly realized that making him talk about his past was also a form of hurt.

So unbearable, so dark.

He even said that spreading sadness and pain is a form of violence against others.

"No need."

She didn’t want to expose so much darkness from his past, forcing him to recall it was akin to pushing him to walk through that pain again.

Many times she wanted to interrupt.

But Tang Si didn’t give her the chance.

If Tang Si wanted to speak, he would say it all, not stopping because she thought his pain was too much.

Only if he thought he scared her would he stop.

Song Yi couldn’t imagine how he endured it, as he revealed his darkest past with the most ordinary tone.

Tang Si nodded slightly, "Hmm."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Song Yi was jittery and anxious, wanting to say some comforting words, but she knew that no matter what she said now, it would be useless.

The atmosphere was too sad, intense yet dim.

The man suddenly looked at her.

She saw Tang Si smile at her.

He seemed a bit tired, a bit weary, with a faint blush at the corner of his eyes, his peach-blossom eyes curved into a naturally romantic and ambiguous arc, his gaze blurry yet alluring.

His Adam’s apple moved, and his sexy hoarse voice drilled into her ear, "Song Yi, do you like me, darling?"

As pleasant as it could be.

Each word seemed to carry a current, tingling through every nerve of Song Yi.

Her heart beat fast, too fast for her to calm down, stirred by his simple words into a restless state.

Tang Si also waited, waiting for her answer, anxious inside.

She looked up at him, a blend of softness and allure in her eyes, her unique charm captivating and mesmerizing.

"I like you," she said.

Tang Si’s fist tightened a bit more.

"Tang Si, I really, really like you," she added.

Before he could react, she leaned in toward him, her soft body wrapped around him.

"Tang Si, the past is the past. Now, no one dares to look down on you."

The familiar scent overwhelmed him, Tang Si’s blood surged turbulently.

He reached out to hold her, burying his head in the crook of her neck, taking a deep breath.

She was his treasure, his lifeline.

Her eyes moved slightly, "I like you, but..."

"But you’re not sure if I really like you," Tang Si followed Song Yi’s words, "You think that my kindness to you is just out of duty."

"Because of the words on the overpass, all the things I didn’t tell you before made you more doubtful about your perception of me."

Song Yi bit her lip.

Indeed, it was like that.

And Tang Si was fully aware of this, having experienced it himself.

As Ningxia Chuan once said, others might feel uncomfortable when they can’t see through, but he lived too clearly, too devoid of desire.

"In that case, how about I pursue you, alright?"

The man’s tone was gentle, sexy, and low, striking right at her heart.

Tang Si interrupted her words, picking up on her train of thought, because he knew Song Yi too well; she liked him, but if she felt they were unsuitable, her feelings wouldn’t make a difference.

So he was afraid she would say that, and stopped her words, making such a request.

Not reconciliation, not asking for forgiveness, not breakup, but pursuing her.

Song Yi’s words got stuck in her throat, deeply swallowed down.

Song Yi didn’t speak.

He pinched her earlobe, softening his voice a bit more, "Is that alright?"

The low, sexy voice, the warm breath, just by her ear, felt like it carried an electric current, making her entire body tingle.

No one could resist.

"Okay."

"Song Yi, once I take this step, I won’t retreat."

He slowly released her, looking deeply at her, a smile spreading across his lips, asking with that pleasant voice, "Can I kiss you now?"

Her lips moved slightly, but before she could speak.

He said, "Just take it as a comfort to me, alright?"

The tone was both sad and pitiful.

Song Yi: "..."

She felt like she inexplicably fell into a trap set by a fox, how did that happen?

"Go ahead," Song Yi also wanted to gloss over his past stories, "You’ve already..." Already kissed...

Song Yi suddenly shut her mouth, swallowing the latter half of the sentence.

Tang Si chuckled lightly, "Hmm?"

"If you don’t kiss, leave."

Song Yi pushed him away, preparing to get out of the car for some air.

Just as she turned, he grabbed her shoulder, forcibly turning her back, her lips meeting his intense, scorching breath, entwining passionately.

As she struggled for breath under his kiss, he bit her lip, his peach-blossom eyes deep with a hint of mesmerizing allure, "Don’t say things like that, I’ll think I can have you anytime and anywhere."

Song Yi: "..."

Shouldn’t she feel sorry for him? Pity him?

She was there, somber and sad, while he?

Song Yi felt her face flush, her ears burning, and her neck turned red, keeping her face turned away without speaking.

Her head was full of his words, full of his past, she couldn’t bring herself to scold or hit him, but he really was too vexing.

Ultimately, these emotions turned into bashful silence.

His brow and eyes were deep, his fingertips gently stroking her delicate face, his tone low and ambiguous, "I know you’re mad, so why don’t you punish me more. Pull yourself together, don’t let me catch you too easily. I’ll let you vent your anger, but promise me, you won’t abandon me, okay?"

Song Yi breathed heavily, her lips reddened by his kiss, moved lightly, "If you catch me, then what?"

"Will you let me...?"

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