Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan agreed and grabbed the strap of his backpack to catch up with Fan He.

"Senior brother," he took the bacon that Fan He disliked and asked, "Did you also come here by bus?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard two "beep" sounds of a car unlocking nearby.

Fan He glanced at him and then walked towards the Audi A7L with its lights flashing.

"Wow——" Tong Xiyuan stood there in a daze for two seconds, then got on the passenger seat very consciously.

Fan He did not refuse, but just pointed at the sausages. Tong Xiyuan immediately made an OK gesture to him.

"I know, I'll pack it up."

Fortunately, when Tong Xiyuan was packing up the food at the stir-fry restaurant, the boss packed two extra bags. He left them for fear that if they were thrown away carelessly, it would cause environmental pollution. Now they come in handy.

The car started, and Tong Xiyuan hesitated for a long time between accompanying his senior student home and continuing to collect testimony. In the end, he chose the latter out of professionalism.

"Senior," he found out the address of the community, "if it's on your way, can you take me there?"

Fan He didn't even look at his phone, "It's not on the way."

Tong Xiyuan turned off his phone in disappointment. It didn't matter if he didn't go today, as he could go home and sort out the evidence he collected in the morning.

After quickly changing his mindset, Tong Xiyuan leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, discussing in his mind with 999 how to further protect the personal safety of Shi Ruoyi and Li Mingzhi after reporting Tong Baocheng.

Little did they know that this gesture would be completely misinterpreted by another person.

While turning right, Fan He took a look at the "depressed" Tong Xiyuan, sneered in his heart, and pretended to be serious.

The next time he turned right, he took another look, sneered again, and pretended to be sad.

The next time he turned right, he looked again. He didn't smile again. Instead, he carefully observed the reflection of Tong Xiyuan in the car window. He didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but he seemed to see a tear sliding down the corner of the other's eye.

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts came to Fan He's mind.

Aren't you crying just because I didn't agree to send him somewhere else?

Oh, do you want him to feel pity?

This trick of playing with people's hearts is really despicable and...

"Senior!" Tong Xiyuan's sleepy mind suddenly became clear after seeing a store on the street. He quickly wiped away the tears caused by yawning and shouted, "Stop the car, stop the car!"

The sound of screeching brakes echoed through the streets.

Fortunately, there weren't many vehicles on the road at that time, so I didn't get chased and scolded.

As soon as the car stopped, Tong Xiyuan unbuckled his seat belt and ran out, heading straight for the store he had just passed.

Fan He had no choice but to turn on the double flashes and wait for him on the roadside. He didn't think about what his junior brother was doing. After all, with Tong Xiyuan's personality, the reason was nothing more than helping an old lady cross the road or picking up a dollar to send to the police station.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Tong Xiyuan came back.

He got into the car sideways and held the things he bought in front of Van He before he started the car.

“Dang, dang, dang—ice cream!”

I saw the chocolate crispy bucket decorated with colorful ice cream balls, which was dazzling and eye-catching.

With a bang, it seemed as if something hit Fan He's heart.

He sat in the driver's seat, with both hands on the steering wheel, without moving for a long time.

Tong Xiyuan urged, "Eat quickly, eat the ice cream while it's cold."

Fan He still didn't move, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

He thought that this must be some kind of means to win people's hearts.

My junior brother has mastered the technique.

The next second, he felt his hand being lifted up by Tong Xiyuan, and the huge inverted triangle-shaped ice cream was stuffed into his hand.

Tong Xiyuan said to him, "Xue Ge, don't be stunned, eat quickly."

This ice cream ball was very expensive, costing more than 40 yuan each. But when he thought that Fan He had never eaten it before, he gritted his teeth and bought all the flavors.

Fan He moved his hands, looked at each ice cream ball carefully, and asked, "Only for me?"

Tong Xiyuan: "Of course."

Fan He: "You don't want to eat?"

This question hit the point. Tong Xiyuan quietly swallowed his saliva and shook his head, saying, "I won't eat it. If...if you can't finish it, you can give me a taste."

He doesn't mind.

Fan He thought to himself that I mind. If Tong Xiyuan hadn’t bought it, he probably would never touch this kind of industrial saccharin in his life.

But after all, it is my junior’s kindness and should not be wasted.

He picked a pure white ice cream ball, lowered his head and took a sip, savoring it for a moment, then nodded to Tong Xiyuan, whose eyes were full of expectation.

Tong Xiyuan smiled immediately, "As long as you like it."

Such delicious food should be enjoyed by everyone.

After stopping on the side of the road for nearly twenty minutes, the two finally got back on the road.

Fan He glanced at the time, then turned at the next intersection and drove back the way he came.

Tong Xiyuan, who had completely forgotten the way, didn't even realize he had changed direction. He was happily eating the ice cream that was about to melt and there were only eight or nine scoops left.

So forty minutes later, when the car stopped outside an unfamiliar neighborhood, Tong Xiyuan was stunned and moved.

He sobbed and hugged Fan He, shouting, "Senior brother, you are so kind."

Fan He felt something sticky. He frowned, pinched Tong Xiyuan's wrist and lifted it off his neck. After looking at it for two seconds, he suddenly took out an alcohol wipe and wiped his neck repeatedly. His voice was cold and incoherent, "One hour."

Tong Xiyuan suddenly remembered that his hands were covered with liquid dripping from the melted ice cream. He apologized to Fan He, then picked up his backpack and got off the bus.

One hour, Fan He will only wait for him here for one hour, so he has to act quickly, otherwise he will have to find his way to take the bus by himself.

As long as the family cooperates, it shouldn't take too long to collect evidence.

But the fact is, everything did not go as smoothly as Tong Xiyuan expected.

The patient who had the operation did not die, but his health was not very good. When his family learned about Tong Xiyuan's purpose, their attitude changed from kind words to scolding.

Of course, all this is not directed at Tong Xiyuan, but at Tong Baocheng.

They said that if it weren't for Tong Baocheng's fame, they wouldn't have made a special trip to the Municipal Hospital for treatment. If it weren't for Tong Baocheng's fame, they wouldn't have trusted a hypocritical "executioner" so much.

Tong Baocheng asked them to have a preoperative check-up, and they did it. Even the nurse said that there was nothing wrong with the report, but when it came to Tong Baocheng, there were risks here and there. They were worried about the patient's health, so naturally they didn't dare to force the operation.

After that, it was a hint of gift giving...

Tong Xiyuan spent a lot of energy in this house, and when he came out, the sky outside had become dim.

After such a long time, Fan He must have left long ago.

Tong Xiyuan opened the map and saw that the last bus at 6 o'clock had passed the time, so he planned to take a taxi back.

He had just stopped at the door and hadn't pressed the button to hail a car when he heard two beeps and then two beams of high beams shone on him.