Then, Song Zhi saw the eyes of the person in front of her light up. He hugged her in a daze and lowered his head to place several kisses on her face.
Song Zhi looked at Tang Junhe, who was like a child after getting drunk, with an extremely helpless expression.
After a while, the person who had just said he was happy suddenly changed his expression.
He nervously held Song Zhi's hand, buried his head in her neck, and kept muttering something.
Song Zhi listened carefully for a long time before she realized that he seemed to be apologizing to her.
"I'm sorry, Zhizhi, I'm sorry..."
Song Zhi looked up at him in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly apologized to her.
"What's wrong?"
She touched him and found that his cheeks were terribly hot. He seemed to be cooked and was emitting a strong heat.
Song Zhi frowned in worry: "Why is it so hot? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
But no matter how she asked, Tang Junhe seemed to be unable to hear what he said at all, and just kept saying sorry to her.
Song Zhi's little face was wrinkled into a ball. She touched his forehead, and it didn't seem hot.
But Tang Junhe's behavior was obviously abnormal.
"Why did you suddenly become hysterical?"
She called his name tentatively a few times, but Tang Junhe seemed not to hear her at all, and kept muttering "I'm sorry".
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stopped you from seeing him. I shouldn't have been so cold to you. I shouldn't have sent you to..."
His voice grew quieter, but the guilt in his eyes seemed to overflow.
"Tang Junhe, what's wrong with you?"
Song Zhi was stunned and looked at him worriedly.
The guilt that kept surging in his dark eyes made her feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.
She struggled to get up, but just as she sat up, he forcibly pulled her back into his arms.
"Song Zhi, don't go. It's my fault. I'm sorry..." Tang Junhe looked a little flustered and kept apologizing in her ear.
"I'm not leaving."
Song Zhi could only helplessly comfort her softly.
She looked at the expression of the man in front of her and felt that he was particularly strange tonight. She didn't expect that Tang Junhe would be like this after getting drunk.
Song Zhi met Tang Junhe's eyes, and felt that those eyes, as cold as ink, were filled with many emotions that she could not see clearly, while he kept apologizing to her in a hesitant tone.
In a trance, she felt for a moment as if she saw the cold and aloof Tang Junhe from her previous life.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Song Zhi felt his scalp tingling and his whole body became stiff in an instant.
How could this happen?
But will Tang Junhe have such an expression in this life?
The words that Tang Junhe had just said began to echo in her ears.
Every word he said seemed to correspond to something from his previous life.
Song Zhi looked at Tang Junhe in disbelief.
But how is this possible?
How could Tang Junhe in this life know about things in his previous life?
Unless, he is the same as me...
Song Zhi felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet. Her whole body tensed up and she subconsciously grabbed Tang Junhe's arm.
"Tang Junhe, are you also reborn?"
Her heart was pounding and her eyes were fixed on Tang Junhe, afraid to miss any expression on his face.
Time became extremely unbearable at this moment.
One second, two seconds... one minute.
Song Zhi didn't get a response.
Tang Junhe didn't move at all, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Tang Junhe?"
Her brows furrowed in a frown, and she immediately shook his arm.
"Wake up and answer my question first."
She desperately needed an answer.
Rebirth is too bizarre.
But if it could happen to her, it could happen to others too.
Under her violent shaking, Tang Junhe finally slowly opened his eyes.
Suddenly meeting those dark and deep eyes, Song Zhi's breathing stagnated. She took a deep breath and asked the question in her heart again.
"Tang Junhe, are you also..."
However, before she could finish her question, Tang Junhe suddenly retched. His face changed immediately and he struggled to get up from the bed, stumbling towards the bathroom.
Song Zhi sat on the bed in a daze, listening to the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom. She bit her lower lip and walked towards the bathroom helplessly.
After vomiting, Tang Junhe seemed to have regained some clarity.
"Zhizhi."
He stretched out his hand towards Song Zhi.
Song Zhi looked at his clothes that were accidentally stained with vomit, and her little face was full of disgust.
Her expression caught Tang Junhe's eyes, and his expression immediately became extremely aggrieved.
"Zhizhi, do you dislike me?"
"You get up first."
Song Zhi coughed awkwardly, and seeing him sitting on the ground, he had no choice but to reach out and pull him up.
Tang Junhe drank too much and felt dizzy. He was even unable to support his own body, and half of his body strength was pressed on Song Zhi.
Song Zhi staggered and almost fell.
I didn't have time to despise him at the moment, so I had to quickly help him to the bed.
As soon as he fell on the bed, Tang Junhe fell asleep again, and this time he even snored in a daze.
Song Zhi looked at him like this and kicked him in annoyance.
After all this trouble, Song Zhi didn't have the heart to ask him anymore.
He couldn't answer her question in this state.
Song Zhi smelled the alcohol on him and her expression became more disgusted.
She wiped his body with a towel and changed his soiled clothes.
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