If You're Really Scared, Sleep

Seeing Tang Si, she smiled. "Captain Tang, are you finished?"

Her tone was still as soft and enchanting as ever and didn't sound off at all.

But he noticed that she was gritting her teeth and asking him with a voice that was trembling slightly.

Tang Si's eyes narrowed. As a criminal policeman, he was very perceptive. He walked up to her in two or three steps and threw the blanket directly to her.

Song Yi caught it, and as if receiving a last straw to clutch at, she covered her body with it.

But this blanket didn't bring her much warmth.

Tang Si leaned against the table with his hands in his pockets, staring at her closely.

Song Yi cozied up in the blanket. "Does Captain Tang plan to interrogate me again overnight?"

She stared at him as if she had done nothing wrong.

Tang Si licked his lips, tilted his head slightly, and said with a drawl, "Even if you want me to interrogate you, I don't want to work overtime. It's already midnight and I'm tired."

"Unlike Miss Song, I don't have a colorful nightlife."

His magnetic voice was a little hoarse in the night, like the sound of an ink brush against rough paper.

Very sexy.

He tried to relax her.

But Song Yi didn't say a word. As long as she didn't say a word and gritted her teeth, she could still manage to maintain her graceful manners.

Obviously, she didn't seem right.

He touched the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue, dragged a chair over, and sat beside her.

Inside the blanket, she clutched it so hard that her knuckles turned white, not paying attention to what Tang Si was doing at all.

In the next second, Song Yi discovered she was being rotated along with the chair.

In an instant, the two sat face to face.

"…" This man was really strong.

She lifted her gaze and their eyes met. There was a lazy smile on his face and she hadn't figured out what he was going to do.

He stretched out his hand and touched her smooth forehead.

His hand was very warm or maybe she was too cold. The moment he touched her forehead, she felt as if her forehead was burnt and a fiery warmth overwhelmed her in an instant.

But the moment he took away his hand, her whole body turned cold again.

Maybe she was just frightened and annoyed by his touch.

She thought.

"Shall I call a psychiatrist over?" he asked.

His tone was gentler than usual, lazy but somewhat softer.

She glanced at the man in front of her, knowing what he was thinking.

He was actually a cold fish at heart. He was doing this to her just because she was an important suspect and he didn't want anything to go wrong.

It was due to the experience she obtained from the entertainment industry that she knew better; otherwise, she would've fallen for this handsome man.

She also knew that he had discovered that something was wrong.

She said, "No, just sit here and stay with me."

If she had to spend the night there, she would try to make him stay here overnight too.

He wronged her. How could she let him off?

Impossible.

She was very vengeful.

When Song Yi saw that Tang Si wasn't responding, she lowered her eyes and said in a weak tone, "Captain Tang, if you don't want to stay here, it doesn't matter. I'm just afraid I will…"

As if having difficulty speaking, she took a deep breath and gasped. "I'm just afraid I will die here at midnight. A stress response can also cause death. I think you should know that, right?"

"Anyway, I only know you at this police station. With you here, I'm not so afraid."

She had said what she wanted to say.

However, what she said wasn't false. She was truly uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

The fear entwined in her heart fell like a torrential rain and pounded her body fiercely, mercilessly, and coldly.

Tang Si: "If you're really scared, sleep."