a few minutes ago.
When the bell rang and everyone dispersed, Nanren turned her attention in that direction with a rush of several people.
The sight he saw made him freeze.
The white-haired person was moving more and more eagerly at every moment, a crooked smile, as if the savagery inside him was coming to light.
His face was covered in blood, what must have been a hideous sight, but the radiance of vampire blood made it look strange.
Black trench coat, sense of pressure, rebellion and brutality.
Yun forgot, at first he was going to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, pretending to be stupid and innocent, but he forgot every single one of them. His current image was exactly that of a tramp.
A few buttons on his white shirt fell off, and his long, black trench coat looked like a movie villain.
His face is long and strong, his gaze sharp and crazy, his fists accurate and majestic, his presence unsettling.
His canine teeth were sharper than ever, and stood out when he smiled.
Everything seemed to have lost its light in that moment, his eyes only following her and every move she made. The heart in his chest was beating wildly, thin fingers touching his chest, he felt his heart move. Nanren squeezed gently, unable to understand this strange feeling and enthusiasm.
***
"Master!"
Three policemen entered the room with Yun handcuffed with them.
The cops "..."
Cops: Didn't this brother come to visit us recently?? Why did he come now?
The person they called "Ehem" chief was also the person who questioned Yun the other day. Now seeing him again, he felt a strange headache.
"Hello police uncle" Yun walked in smiling, if the blood on him was ignored, he could show a somewhat nice youthful image.
However, the innocent image he wanted to show right now had completely sunk into a nutty look. Amir barely drank the glass of water in front of him while choking on his own cough with this image.
Being a kind cop who did his "sit down" job well, he couldn't be harsh on a teenager. He also knew that this approach was wrong, knowing that every young person has rebellious periods.
He turned to Yun, signaling him to go to the other cops.
The door closed and everyone left the room but refused to leave the door. Each of them leaned against the door and pressed their ears, trying to hear inside.
Yun smiled, thinking this is an interesting place.
"How are you?" Amir asked a little strangely. He was obviously trying to soften the atmosphere, but it didn't seem to have helped in the slightest.
"I'm fine" Yun replied with a smile too.
Police:...
"Ehem" covered his mouth with his hand "So I'm saying, what happened?"
"Ah," Yun lowered his head like a good boy.
"They provoked it," he said, pointing to his forehead.
The police looked at the scabbed wound, as if the reason for the blood on his face had been explained. He shook his head with a sigh, and this boy wasn't the only one responsible.
"The punishment will be lighter since you're not the one who started it." Sighing again, the man turned the pen in his hand. The more he looked at the docile young man in front of him, the more upset he became.
"Your family has been notified, your grandfather must be here by now" The man stood up and left the office.
Left alone, Yun wearily closed his eyes and leaned back.
Quiet.
***
Hofan entered the police station with wrinkled and twitching eyebrows.
The news he received was going to cause him to officially rebel, how did he have such an unstoppable grandson?
His tightly pressed lips seemed to be trying to stop the curve that was trying to rise.
As Amir looked at Hofan, who wanted to laugh but couldn't, he realized that this grandfather and grandson were almost the same.
Hofan, who hides the curve of his smiling lips with his hand, "Where is that brat?" she asked. Of course, he had understood the situation on the way, and he knew that the one who attacked Yun was the first opposing group. For this reason, as an elder, even though he scolded on the face, he gave support inside.
What, his grandson is the type to be beaten? Does the Ji family look like someone who gets beat up and shuts up from there? If there is someone who comes to scratch, they will not send it without scratching!
Hofan advanced, with the police ahead. When he entered, he saw the young man slumping in the chair wearily.
Hofan stared at the purple eye bags under his eyes without speaking, after looking at his exhausted look and scarred forehead, that false urge to scold was completely extinguished.
On the contrary, he wanted to find those children with the flames and anger fueled in him and train them well!
What had become of his family?!
Step by step he went inside.
"Get up," he spoke, standing by the chair.
Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked at her with those bottomless eyes. Sometimes silence speaks volumes, Hofan was well aware.
It shocked Yun that his situation was too decadent and on the verge of destruction for a simple gang fight. It was like a millennium of fatigue, as if the only way to rest was eternal sleep.
"Lets go"
He didn't say anything, feeling that things wouldn't be that simple.
The young man stood up slowly, as if his wings were broken and he longed for the sky, the sadness and anguish was slowly taking over him, his collapse was beginning. Desolate and dead eyes, a ruined body, a clear vision that is the expression of a wounded heart.
The cops were silent.
Eyes followed her every step of the way, why was this enchanting pure beauty so ruined?
Gone.
He's gone but...
None of the cops could erase that image from their minds.
The young man is gone but...
At the police station, he left behind broken hearts...
***
When he came out of the police station, he saw Nanren. He was silent, didn't say anything.
He opened the door for her when he got on, and when he got in he then got into the car and closed the door.
Hofan sat in the driver's seat and looked in the mirror.
The car started slowly, calmly, as if to calm the mood.
His clear mind was also tired now. His nose perceived the pleasant smell. It had a calming, soothing effect on him. His head slowly followed the scent, resting his head comfortably on the person's legs without thinking.
His body lazily spread out, staring at the face that was utterly shocked by his sudden movement.
"I'm tired" felt a simple sense of peace and tranquility as he closed his eyes.
Nanren, on the contrary, sat there with thousands of destruction and shouting in his mind. His body stiffened, he hadn't expected this move at all.
Still, she didn't feel like a stranger next to him, she understood that.
He slowly reached out his hand and rubbed the unusual hair he had long wanted to touch.
Feather-soft hair entwined around her fingers, a warm hand wrapped around her.
The movements were soft, massaging, it didn't take long for Yun to fall into a light sleep.
-To be continued-