Chapter 21

She spoke with a twang and her voice was a little muffled. But her words seemed to have dealt a fatal blow.

She folded her arms around her chest and looked at Tang Si as if nothing had happened. “Do unto others as you want others to do unto you.”

He couldn’t humiliate her even if he claimed he did it for her own good.

He spoke so ambiguously to her first, so she replied in kind. Why was he suddenly blaming everything on her?

Seeing her angry eyes, Tang Si knew she was really angry about his behavior just now even though she said she didn’t care.

He knew his way of testing her bottom line was extreme.

He did say those words to her on the highway, but it was meant to test her and to put her in her place.

After all, she was a suspect at that time and there was nothing wrong with whichever method he used to test her.

But he shouldn’t have said those words to her now. He had overreacted.

Perhaps something was so deeply ingrained in his heart that he couldn’t bear the sight of a woman acting like this.

Tang Si took a deep breath and pursed his lips.

“Eat the wonton while it’s hot. It’ll get cold soon.”

After saying that, he walked out.

When Song Yi noticed that his tone had softened, she chuckled like a little fox and looked at his back unscrupulously and provocatively. “Huh? So did you interrupt me because you couldn’t stand it?”

She spoke as if she had done nothing wrong at all.

Upon hearing that, Tang Si didn’t stop and walked all the way out.

She watched him leave.

Then she lowered her eyes and bit her lips, dejected.

…

“Captain Tang? Why did you come out so quickly? Why didn’t you talk to Miss Song for a little longer?”

When Tang Si passed by the office, Zhou Liang jested.

Tang Si didn’t speak but walked out straight-faced. Zhou Liang was puzzled. “What’s the matter?”

Ning Xiachuan: “Would you die if you spoke less?”

Then he glanced at the interrogation room where the woman was sitting and eating wontons as if nothing had happened.

The back garden of the Criminal Police Brigade looked a little dark even though the streetlights were on.

Under the streetlights, Tang Si was holding a cigarette between his fingers. The cigarette butt glowed red in the darkness and he leaned against the streetlight, smoking one cigarette after another.

Not long after, there were many cigarette butts under his feet.

Under the light of the streetlight, his slender figure slid down inch by inch and he finally sat on the ground with his back against the streetlight.

With the cigarette between his fingers, he suddenly hugged his head tightly with both hands, and a dark and depressive mood overwhelmed him.

His heart was dark and numb, and something kept rising up in his heart. He gritted his teeth desperately, clenching the cigarette butt in his palm as if he couldn’t feel the pain at all.

The palm of his hand was burned and he bit the burned area fiercely. A sharp pain came and brought him a burst of pleasure.

The light shone dimly but it could be vaguely seen that his dark eyes were glazed, dim, and lifeless.

He had bitten his own palm. Blood was flowing down, his thin red lips were stained with blood, and the smell of blood entered his mouth.

He looked eerily beautiful and shadowy and he could hardly suppress the violent desire deep inside. The sky had been invaded by the night and was dyed completely black.

“Do you need medicine?” Suddenly, a cold voice rang in his ears.

He slowly raised his head and saw Ning Xiachuan standing in front of him and looking down at him.

Tang Si trembled all over slightly, clenching his fist and his low voice trembled. “I’m afraid drug addictions are harder to overcome than smoking, right?”

He spoke with his signature reason.