Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 107: Crying Silently in His Arms

Song Yi trembled all over.

"I... I am here..." The voice that called out was drowned by the sound of rain, too weak.

The voice was trembling, unable to form a complete sentence.

"Ugh..."

She was in pain, really in pain...

The pain was numbing every nerve in her body, she was in such pain... that she was about to lose her grip.

"Zhan Qinxi, right? Field training is temporarily suspended, and the other two groups have withdrawn. You need to come back with us."

"Song Yi isn’t here?"

Zhan Qinxi was stunned: "I didn’t see her, I just asked her to wait for me here, and she was gone when I returned."

"Who’s that boy then?"

"Quickly, take him away too, check if he’s the missing one?"

"Song Yi’s location shows she’s around here, you go back with the car first, we’ll look for Song Yi."

Song Yi heard the conversation above, unable to make much noise herself.

She could only pray in her heart, don’t leave, don’t leave... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

...

Above, Zhan Qinxi and the photographer were taken away, and he and the other two groups all withdrew safely.

As Zhan Qinxi walked towards the car, a man approached him, very tall, wearing a raincoat.

He couldn’t clearly see the face, but Zhan Qinxi just felt that his expression didn’t look good, very grim.

The man slowly lifted his eyes.

Made eye contact with Zhan Qinxi.

He was very good-looking, with a naturally attractive aura.

Zhan Qinxi was taken aback, this is... Instructor Tang.

Didn’t Captain Huang say Instructor Tang had left for something?

Tang Si gave him a glance and then looked away.

For some reason, Zhan Qinxi felt a chill down his spine from that faint glance.

It was the first time he felt that a gaze could have such a powerful aura.

...

"Have you found her?" Tang Si walked to the group of people, his voice cold.

"Not yet."

Song Yi’s heart skipped a beat hearing that voice.

"Tang Si." Song Yi tried hard to shout.

The rain was still heavy, beating against the raincoat with a pitter-patter, and Tang Si frowned upon hearing the news.

He suddenly stepped towards another direction in the bushes.

Seeing the trampled tracks, he followed them to the edge of a small slope.

Tang Si’s heart tightened, his face cold: "Give me a rope."

Someone immediately handed it over.

Tang Si swiftly tied the rope to a big tree, and the other end was secured to himself.

In an instant, he descended towards the small slope neatly and efficiently.

Just as Song Yi was barely holding on, about to lose grip, someone came down from above.

"Song Yi?!" Next to the slanted tree trunk, she looked miserable, the woman curled up, blood flowing down her cheek.

Covered in blood and mud, her whole body was drenched, her once pale skin now a mess, with almost no unscathed area on her arm and face.

Her hands tightly gripping some sharp weeds, blood still gushing out continuously.

Tang Si’s heart abruptly stalled, a dull pain spreading through his entire body, making his legs feel like they were filled with lead.

His hand trembled, almost failed to hold the rope securely.

He quickly descended, Song Yi trembled, looking at him as if a deity descended, coming to rescue her.

She felt her waist being hooked, pulled into his embrace.

Her entire head buried in his chest, not daring to move, not daring to speak.

His gaze was terrifying, his aura cold, unlike him.

When Tang Si rescued Song Yi up, everyone wanted to come over to help.

"Step aside!" Tang Si said in a deep voice.

He bit his jaw tightly, his eyes red-rimmed.

Cold, irritable, yet the action of holding her was extremely cautious.

Her hands hung limply, rain beating, the rainwater stained with blood dripped to the ground.

Song Yi leaned against Tang Si’s chest, face pale, weak, and fragile, almost fainting at any moment.

"Ugh..."

A soft moan, so faint it was almost unheard, it was the muffled groan of enduring pain.

She moved her head slightly, face digging into his chest fiercely.

"Oooh..."

This time, the muffled sobbing, the fragile woman in his arms, whimpered and cried, without saying a word, just cried.