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.

He especially likes to lick his face, every time he licks his face with saliva.

He disliked it, but it didn't know it, and kept running around him, making his childhood no longer lonely and lonely.

It almost grew up with him, and stayed with him longer than anyone else.

Now the wheels go...

never coming back again...

He Weiyu lay on He Weifei's back and whispered, "Brother..."

He Weifei didn't answer, and remained motionless while hugging the cold body of the wheels.

Qin Yiyue in the room looked out of the window fixedly, unable to say a word.

He Qiaoyan: "Don't look at it, children will encounter things that they should bear and experience sooner or later, but it's only a matter of time."

"I really don't know if we made the right decision. Maybe it's better for them to let the wheels go quietly."

"That will be his regret for the rest of his life." He Qiaoyan finished speaking and returned to the study.

Qin Yiyue sighed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner with Aunt Li.

**

He Weifei didn't sit up slowly until his body was almost frozen.

He Wei blushed from the cold, lying on his body motionless.

Seeing that He Weifei moved, He Weiyu called out cautiously: "Brother, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"much better."

"We bury the wheels, and then grow many wheels next year, and there will be many wheels to play with you."

"Yeah." He Weifei was amused by his words, showing a very faint smile.

He Weiyu looked at him with bright eyes, and a pair of chubby hands hugged He Weifei's face, "Brother, you look so pretty when you smile."

He Weifei patted the thin snow on his body, "Go in, don't freeze."

"You go in too."

"Brother wants to talk to the wheel for a while."

He Weiyu looked at the wheel, and said: "The doctor said that the wheel insisted on seeing you until now, and it hurts you very much."

"Ok, I know."

"Don't stay too long."

"Um."

He Weiyu looked at He Weifei for a long while before reluctantly going back to the room.

He Weifei sat beside the wheel in a daze for a long time, until the snow fell on his shoulders and hair again, and he shivered from the cold before recovering.

At this time, his shoulders sank, and there was a burst of warmth on his shoulders.

He Weifei looked up and saw Qin Yiyue showing him a warm smile.

Qin Yiyue tidied up his overcoat, and then sat next to him, "The life of the wheel is several years longer than that of its kind. This is a very lucky thing, don't be sad about it."

"I know."

"Dad plans to bury the wheel in the backyard, do you think it's okay?"

"Thank you, Mommy."

"You." Qin Yiyue gently stroked his soft hair, without any warmth on it, "Father and Mummy don't need you to be sensible, we work hard to make our children live more easily. You don't live according to the requirements of my father and me, but work harder than your peers. This makes me and my father often wonder if there is something wrong with our education method. You are a traditional family and parents will like it Child, but we don’t need you to be so sensible and outstanding, we hope you can relax and do what you like. The money your father earns is enough for you and Yuyu to eat, drink and play for a lifetime.”

"Mum, do you fool your child like this?"

Qin Yiyue squeezed his face, "Your father and I are still very confident in our precepts and deeds, no matter how far you go, you will not miss the limit we set for you. After confirming this point, what else is there? It's worrying. But don't let me and your father experience the incident a second time, otherwise I can't control myself not to break your dog's leg."