Huobai sat back in the car, clutching Yixing's arm. At this point, he forbade him to sit behind the wheel and just wanted to clunch into him and be sure nothing would happen.
Jiaer's driver was driving the car and there was another car with more bodyguards in it, just securing it from behind.
"I think you are going overboard," Yixing said and tried to ease up Huobai's grip on his arm because it started to hurt and he could feel the blood flow to his hand being severed.
"I'm not," Huobai snapped at him, but his grip was more relaxed. Yixing chuckled and then patted Huobai's hand, to calm him down. He didn't wonder why he was like that.
It was sure that the car accident had left some traces on Huobai's psyche. But he wondered more that he himself was okay with being in the car. Heck, he was okay even if he had to drive the car himself.
"Are we there soon?" Huobai asked the driver and shivered. Yixing pressed his lips not to laugh.
