Chatper 484 (1/2)

He Weifei's eyelids twitched a few times, feeling a bad premonition, and quickly picked up the phone, "Hello, dad."

"Pack up your things and go to the suburban villa immediately. I have already asked someone to prepare a private jet."

"What happened?"

"The wheels are dying."

He Weifei stood up abruptly, "What?"

Chu Yuan and Tong Zhile were taken aback by He Weifei's sudden action.

Tong Zhile asked anxiously, "Weifei, what happened?"

He Weifei didn't answer, and rushed out of the dormitory with his mobile phone.

Chu Yuan and Tong Zhile glanced at each other, Chu Yuan took the car keys from He Weifei's desk and rushed out of the bedroom.

It was only when He Weifei ran downstairs and saw his polo car that he realized that he forgot to bring the car keys down.

Chu Yuan pressed the car lock, "Where are you going, I will take you there, and I will drive the car back later."

He Weifei pulled away the co-driver's car and gave an address.

Chu Yuan raised his eyebrows and started the car.

He Weifei's eyebrows kept beating, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. The hand holding the phone was blue and white, without a trace of blood.

Chu Yuan had been with He Weifei for such a long time, and it was the first time he saw him so out of control, and asked, "What happened?"

He Weifei's lips trembled a few times before he let out a dull voice, "The wheels are dead..."

"Who's the wheel?"

"My dog."

Chu Yuan originally wanted to say that it was just a dog, but seeing He Weifei's out-of-control appearance, he couldn't say anything.

That dog is definitely not just a dog in He Weifei's heart, it is probably a kind of emotional sustenance for him.

Although Chu Yuan has never experienced this feeling, he can imagine it.

When he arrived at the suburban villa, He Weifei hurriedly thanked him and got into the private jet.

Bored, Chu Yuan patted the steering wheel and drove the car back to school.

After more than two hours of flying, the private plane finally landed in the backyard of the He family.

As soon as He Weifei's plane came to a complete stop, he rushed down and ran to the front yard.

He Qiaoyan, Qin Yiyue, and He Weiyu were all in the front yard, surrounding the wheel.

The wheels were housed in a padded kennel, and the white fur had lost its luster.

The scarlet tongue protruded weakly from the mouth, and it was very difficult to breathe.

He Weifei couldn't hold back the tears immediately, he squatted down and hugged the wheel's head, and rubbed it gently.

The wheel seemed to sense that He Weifei was coming, and gently put its furry paws on He Weifei's shoulders, as if holding him in his arms.

Then he licked He Weifei's face with his wet and limp tongue, his eyes were full of dependence and reluctance.

He Qiaoyan patted Qin Yiyue's shoulder, "Let the two of them spend alone for a while."

Qin Yiyue nodded silently, and entered the room with He Qiaoyan.

Seeing his brother's appearance, He Weiyu also walked over to hug him.

He Weifei didn't move, holding the wheel's head, feeling its increasingly labored breathing.

In the end, the wheel in his arms twitched violently a few times, and then stopped moving again.

Tears burst out of He Weifei's eyes instantly, wet on the fur of the wheel.

Many images of being with the wheel came to his mind.

When the wheel first came back, it was still a little milk dog who just had a full moon, and it liked to lick everything it saw.