The little assistant ran ABO with his cubs

When Shi Yue got into Jiang Xingjian's car and followed Huo Feng's special car to the police station, Jiang Xingjian explained to Shi Yue what happened just now.

"... When I went upstairs, I saw Huo Zhi'an standing at the door. He said there were people inside that he didn't want to see, so I led him into my car and asked him to wait below before going up. I know how he would fight..." Jiang Xingjian consciously omitted the purpose of coming to see Shi Yue, and simply explained the communication between him and Huo Zhian outside the door.

Shi Yue nodded worriedly, since the incident has reached the police station, it means that it should be very intense, what Shi Yue is most worried about is that he will get hurt or hurt others, if this is really the case, the chance of Huo Feng letting him stay is very small very small.

"You don't have to worry too much," Jiang Xingjian turned on the indicator light for turning left, and comforted him in a slow voice, "He has a sense of proportion, and the situation should not be serious."

Jiang Xingjian thought of the conversation between himself and Huo Zhian downstairs, and felt that it shouldn't be a fierce fight.

But the two rushed to the police station, and when they saw Huo Zhian sitting on a chair wiping his nosebleed, they both paused in unison.

Huo Zhian seemed to be still in a violent mood. He saw Huo Feng behind the two of them for the first time. He smashed the armrest of the chair with his free hand and shouted loudly, "What are you doing here?! Get out of here !"

Huo Feng looked coldly at Huo Zhi'an, whose face was flushed due to mania, and uttered two words contemptuously, "Reckless! Vulgar!"

After hearing Huo Feng's words, Shi Yue and Jiang Xingjian looked at each other. Jiang Xingjian saw the worry in Shi Yue's eyes. He turned around and patted Huo Feng on the shoulder, "Boss Huo, come out with me." one time."

After finishing speaking, the two left the temporary interrogation room. Only the policeman, Shi Yue, and Huo Zhian, who was handcuffed because of his mania, were left in the room.

Shi Yue looked at Huo Zhian's nose that was still bleeding, sighed, and turned his head to ask the policeman next to him, "Um...Mr. Policeman, can you help him uncuff his handcuffs? I'll take him to deal with his nose wound, I promise he won't hit anyone..."

The little policeman on the side wanted to uncuff Huo Zhian when he saw them coming in, but Huo Zhian's sudden outburst made him dismiss this idea.

Seeing that the family members had already said so, the little policeman walked over and opened the handcuffs with a key, and pointed them in the direction of the toilet.

After thanking him, Shi Yue supported Huo Zhian who got up from the chair, only then did he realize that Huo Zhian also had a wound on his leg, and there were several holes in his dark blue jeans, and blood streaks seeped out from the gaps of the holes and spread It became a dark brown mark.

Silently leading Huo Zhi'an to the sink, Shi Yue asked him to hold on to the wall to stand firm, and stretched out his hand to test the size of the water flow.

"Come on, lower your head and take out the toilet paper," Shi Yue dipped his hands in some cold water, touched Huo Zhian's arm with his elbow, motioning him to arch his back, and then Shi Yue pinched both sides of his nose , the nosebleed soon became smaller and smaller due to pressing, "Pat your forehead and face with cold water, and use less force."

Shi Yue often had nosebleeds when he was young, and his parents would use this method to help him stop the bleeding when they were still alive, but after both parents died, Shi Yue could only try his best to learn to stop his own nosebleeds.

Every time he saw nosebleeds, he would think of his parents still alive. Although their faces were blurred, that feeling could not dissipate.

After a few minutes, Shi Yue slowly let go of the hand holding Huo Zhian's nose. Seeing that the nosebleed had almost stopped, he asked Huo Zhian to flush his nose again, and walked aside to wash his hands.

After waiting for a long time, Huo Zhian didn't see any movement. After Shi Yue washed his hands and turned around, he suddenly saw the crystal drop of running water or tears hanging from the tip of Huo Zhian's nose.

Shi Yue forced himself to ignore the water droplets on his face, took a few tissues from the box hanging on the wall, and handed them to Huo Zhian, "Wipe it off, I'll wait for you."

Huo Zhi'an seemed to hesitate for a moment, he froze for a moment, but still reached out to take the tissue, "Thank you." He thanked in a slightly nasal voice, and suddenly leaned down and hugged Shi Yue in his arms.

"Huo Zhian, you..."

"Omega you make me quiet! I'm so annoying right now..."

Feeling the touch of being wet by warm liquid on the shoulder, Shi Yue knew that he was probably embarrassed, so in order to take care of his emotions, Shi Yue didn't push him away, but let him hug himself quietly, venting his depression Emotions.

Jiang Xingjian, who stood outside the toilet door and saw this scene, felt mixed feelings. He slowly clenched his palms, always feeling the urge to rush in and separate the two.

The young, tall, handsome, down-and-out rich second generation and the gentle and beautiful poor Omega are a good story in any story.

Jiang Xingjian didn't think so, he didn't feel the slightest sense of crisis, in his opinion, Shi Yue was just a manifestation of overflowing maternal love, as for Huo Zhi'an, he was just a stray dog ​​that no one wanted - two stray dogs We can pity each other, but we cannot save each other.

After adjusting his mentality, Jiang Xing simply pushed open the door, looked at the two from a distance, raised his eyebrows, "Come out for a chat? It's okay to solve the problem first and then comfort."

Huo Zhi'an was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Xingjian who broke the space between himself and Shi Yue alone. He sniffled and nodded with red eyes.

Shi Yue used his knuckles to help him wipe the water droplets that slid down his face, and comforted him in a low voice, "It's all right now."

Standing behind Shi Yue, Jiang Xingjian saw this scene with gloomy eyes, and immediately walked over and stood beside Shi Yue, meeting Huo Zhian's gaze, "Your father wants to take you home, if you don't leave, he I will sever the father-son relationship with you, so please think carefully about it."

"Is there no room for redemption?" Shi Yue suddenly said, he was very worried about Huo Zhian's current psychological state.

Jiang Xingjian looked at Shi Yue who was trying to deal with Huo Zhian leaving the Huo family, thought of the conversation with Huo Feng, and replied decisively, "No."

Shi Yue's shoulders slumped, he looked worriedly at Huo Zhian's red eyes, and didn't know what he should do to keep Huo Zhian.

Jiang Xingjian hugged Shi Yue's shoulders and comforted him, "Mr. Huo said that he must live at home, but he can go to your place to play at any time, and you can still meet."

Having said that, Huo Zhian knew that once he returned to Huo's house, it would not be that simple to come out again - Huo Feng would send more people to monitor him.

When Huo Zhian was thinking about where he should go, he keenly felt the eyes coming from the door, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a few gangsters in strange clothes passing by the door of the toilet, grinning and provocative at him, Huo Zhian Zhi'an thought that they might still make trouble for him, so he turned to Jiang Xingjian, "I'll go with you to see Dad."

Shi Yue didn't know what made Huo Zhian decide to go home, he opened his mouth, but saw Jiang Xingjian shook his head at him.

"I'll go back with him," Huo Zhi'an said firmly, and then he looked down at Shiyue and squeezed Shiyue's face, "Hey! Omega, I'll come to see you when I grow up and have the ability to live independently .Next time I see you, don't be so thin, or you won't be able to protect me."

After finishing speaking, Huo Zhian grinned pretendingly, raised his uninjured hand, turned and walked out of the toilet.

But it became more and more obvious from time to time—on his long eyelashes, there were still tears that hadn't been wiped off.