Song Heng's eyelashes trembled, as if he had regained some senses.

Su Kui understood the reason for his self-loathing and sudden instability, after all, he had been hurt like that, and he was almost abused to death and lost his life.

And this kind of person, there is a certain psychological shadow, and two situations will occur.

The first is to become an abuser and inflict violence on the weak in order to vent the resentment that is suppressed in oneself.

The second is cowardice, he didn't dare to see blood, and he didn't even dare to hurt people by himself, today he beat Mr. Wang almost to death for Su Kui. When he woke up, he saw the scene of him lying in a pool of blood, and such a picture reminded him of himself.

So, self-loathing, trying to drop things to vent his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"But, you're here to save me, why are you sad and blame yourself? At that time, if you don't help me, maybe I'll be hurt by that man, do you want to see that happen? Su Kui asked softly, she tilted her head, combed Song Heng's excessively long hair, and wiped his sweat with a wet tissue.

Hearing this, Song Heng shook his head slowly, and his beautiful eyes, like clear glass balls, slowly recovered their vitality.

"Don't you want to? Do you regret doing it? Su Kui continued to ask.

Song Heng didn't make a ton this time, didn't even think, but shook his head very decisively, even though he was very tired and sleepy, he still persevered, and told Su Kui with his eyes that he didn't regret it.

"So," Su Kui kissed his forehead, carefully avoided his wounds, lay down beside him, and said, "This is indeed a very bad thing, but I am very happy that the little master is willing to save me." The bad guy is that man, not you, so you don't need to blame yourself for it, you just need to know that what you are doing is right, and that's fine! ”

"Promise me, okay?"

Song Heng's snort was a little heavier, he nodded with a complicated expression, his eyelids drooped a little, and his breathing became gentle.

He was about to fall asleep.

Su Kui chuckled, rubbed his earlobe, supported his cheeks with one hand softly, and looked at him quietly, "Sleep, sleep and wake up, our lives are still the same full of hope." ”

Those who are filthy and unbearable, I will expel your life one by one for you!

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However, Su Kui didn't expect that the next day, he saw a fatal message.

The photo of Song Heng beating someone was exposed!

At that time, Song Nanzheng's face was cold and gloomy, and he ordered people to immediately contact the major forums to delete these posts.

However, these posts were like being hit by a virus, and the more they were deleted, the more they were deleted, and in the end, even all the main servers of the forum were attacked by unknown hackers and the system was paralyzed.

Netizens who often visit forums quickly right-clicked to save these photos as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and at the same time spread them. To express their level of anger at this terrible event.

Does that woman really have that much courage to send the picture out? Su Kui didn't believe it.

However, the matter has caused irreparable gravity, and soon, a police officer came to the door and demanded an investigation.

Su Kui asked the housekeeper to invite people in with a cold face, and at the same time, let Song Heng go back to the room.

The little young master looked frightened, he sat on the sofa, anxiously and constantly using his unbandaged fingers to pick the bandage, and his eyes glanced out of the door from time to time.

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