Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 460 - 458: "My Wife Is Sleeping Upstairs.

It was the sound of a man gently lifting the blanket and getting out of bed.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he staggered and almost fell.

Kneeling on one knee, he tightly gripped the bedsheet with one hand, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his forehead was covered in fine, cold sweat.

The veins on his hand bulged, as he bit down hard, suppressing something.

He trembled as he stood up from the floor and walked outside, each step shaky and unstable.

Yet it didn’t wake the woman sleeping in the dream.

...

The lights in the living room turned on, and the man’s hands clenched tightly, the veins on his forehead pulsing with restraint.

In this condition, driving was certainly not an option.

He had come to the Song Family temporarily without bringing his medication.

He dialed a phone number.

The person on the other end sounded dazed, clearly still asleep, but because it was Tang Si’s call, they asked, "What happened?"

"Xiachuan." His voice trembled, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth: "Go to my house, bring me my medication, I’ll send you the location."

Ningxia Chuan heard the trembling in his voice, understanding the seriousness, and immediately got out of bed: "I’m on my way, send it to me quickly."

"Should I just break your door open?"

After all, without a key, calling a locksmith was not possible at that hour.

Tang Si tightened his grip on the phone: "Hmm..."

He didn’t ask what specifically caused the situation, but immediately got up to drive to Tang Si’s home.

After hanging up.

Tang Si felt extremely uncomfortable.

Something inside was stirring up his nerves, making him irritable and agitated, finding everything annoying.

A force that couldn’t be suppressed, longing for release.

Every nerve in his body recoiled with a pounding, bone-deep pain due to his restraint.

Unbearable, cold, plunging into a bottomless abyss.

Even breathing was difficult under suppression.

Finally, the man got up, walked outside the living room, and stepped out the front door.

Ningxia Chuan arrived a little late.

The car stopped, headlights illuminating the man’s figure.

He hurriedly got out, carrying medication and a bottle of mineral water, rushing to support Tang Si: "How are you?"

Tang Si took the medicine and swallowed it.

He remained silent for a long while, taking a long time to recover.

Tang Si bowed his head, sitting on the ground, legs spread apart, and his hands lazily resting on his knees.

His breathing was still rapid.

Ningxia Chuan watched from the side, saying nothing.

Time passed uncertainly until it seemed the man finally calmed down.

His hair was wet, he licked his lips, his voice hoarse: "Couldn’t you have come a little slower?"

Ningxia Chuan frowned: "You didn’t tell me in advance you had a dog at your place."

He extended his hand in front of Tang Si, showing the marks left by a dog’s bite: "Take out the money, I need to get a rabies shot."

Tang Si looked, then laughed low, the sound rumbling from his chest.

"You’re still laughing," Ningxia Chuan said, "If it weren’t for my skills, I might have been bitten to death, and it even alerted the property management."

"If I wasn’t carrying my police badge and found an excuse, I’d have been taken to the detention center by now."

Tang Si: "Thanks."

Ningxia Chuan: "Don’t thank me. Just give me the money for the rabies vaccine first."

Tang Si took the mineral water, tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple moving under the street light, jawline sharp with fine sweat, adding a wild, masculine appeal.

A man who can drink mineral water with elegance.

After finishing drinking, he twisted the bottle cap: "I’ll transfer it to you later."

"What’s going on?" Ningxia Chuan finally got to the point: "Why is it getting worse?"

Tang Si leaned slightly back, looking at the sky.

For the first time in a long while, he saw stars twinkling, shining brightly.

He chuckled lightly, his tone quite indifferent: "Who knows."

"Perhaps it won’t be long before my life ends."

He seemed unbothered.

Life or death is predestined, a normal state.

Ningxia Chuan: "Have you not been taking the medication as prescribed by the doctor?"

"How could I not?" Tang Si turned his head, peach blossom eyes smiling at Ningxia Chuan: "I’m very obedient, fearing I might miss a day."

As he spoke, the man’s expression slowly turned serious.

"In the past, I didn’t care, death was something I pursued. People all die eventually, it would be a relief for me, living is indeed quite tiring."

His tone shifted from lighthearted to heavy, every word weighing heavily.

The man’s hand tightened slightly, pulling the grass on the lawn, his voice slow and heavy: "Xiachuan, but now... I really don’t want to die."

If he died, what would she do?

He was most worried about Song Yi, he just wanted to live to protect and watch over her.

No matter how much torment he endured while alive, he wanted to live; he could bear the torture, no matter how bitter or difficult.

Just don’t take his life.

A bad life is better than a good death, truly a sentiment that made sense.

Ningxia Chuan was struck by his words, unsure how to respond.

"You should cooperate with the treatment, take the medication, it will get better." Ningxia Chuan tightened his lips: "Depression can be treated, it’s not incurable."

"Don’t overthink everything."

Because Tang Si lived too transparently, he ended up like this, he understood everything, figured it all out.

If advising others, he would tell them to see things clearly, but for Tang Si, he could only tell him not to see things too clearly.

"Is that so?" Tang Si raised a corner of his mouth, the depth in his eyes unfathomable: "What if it doesn’t get better?"

"What then, should I do?"

Ningxia Chuan: "Don’t talk nonsense, how could it not get better?"

"Yes." Tang Si suddenly laughed again: "You should go to the hospital quickly. Don’t delay, I’ll transfer the money to you."

Ningxia Chuan: "Would I really take your money?"

"Find another doctor to look at it another day." Ningxia Chuan frowned: "If this one doesn’t work, switch to another."

"This medication seems to be working well for you." Ningxia Chuan said.

Tang Si nodded slightly: "Hmm, you should go."

He looked at the Song Family’s villa: "My wife is sleeping upstairs, I should head back."

"If she finds out, she’ll cry again."

When she cries, he can’t handle it.

Speaking of Song Yi, the man always wore a smile.

Ningxia Chuan laughed: "Showing off love, indeed."

"Is my dog taken care of? And have someone fix my door," Tang Si suddenly asked.

"Got it, the property is watching the dog."

...

After Ningxia Chuan left.

Tang Si stood alone for a long time.

Taking medication does help, he looked at the bottle on the ground, picked it up, examining it closely again.

His pupils were an endless depth.

The cold wind whipped across his face, and suddenly the man laughed with a snort.

Yes, it was effective, very effective.

The dependency on the medication had begun, and instinctively, he thought of finding the medication first.

Take it once, and the next time the episode hits, it would be worse than the last. Over time, he didn’t know how severe it would become.

Is this truly a way of treatment or alleviation?

He got up, stepped back inside and upstairs.

It would have been better never to take the medication at all.

This was the reason he initially resisted taking it, the flaw in human nature was dependency.