Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 915 Marriage First, Love Later (54)

Yun Si looked at it for a while, and then put all the photo records into the file bag.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to punish Yun Yan.

After sending the things into the archives room, Yunsi received a call from Bai Zhirong.

It wasn't until Bai Zhirong said that today is NO.15 that she suddenly realized that today is the day when Mr. Huo became ill.

Today's Mr. Huo is no longer a big ice cube that is usually as cold as ice, but an extraordinarily sticky and soft silly white sweet.

No wonder, he slept so deeply this morning.

In this way, looking back on the previous situation, it is very likely that he is squatting at home and waiting for her, or he may come all the way to the police station to find her.

No matter what the situation was, it made her feel tight.

So, she dealt with Aunt Bai for a few words, and then quickly called Mr. Huo's cell phone.

The phone beeped twice, but no one answered.

Yun Si called twice more, but still no one answered.

This is bad.

Yun Si ran to the captain to ask for leave.

Before leaving, Police Officer Wang at the side said eccentrically: "Some people really think that the police station is her home, they come and leave whenever they want."

"How many times has she asked for leave this month? Is this how she gets her salary for nothing?"

It was indeed ironic, but Yun Si's expression was indifferent, and she didn't respond at all.

Asked for leave and left immediately.

Xiao Lin on the side couldn't help interjecting: "It's not often that Yunsi is like this. It's been almost a year since the first day of reporting, and I haven't asked for leave. What's wrong with asking for two more this month? You Don't you often sneak away?"

"You—what are you talking about! How can I sneak away so often!"

"You have it, everyone's eyes are bright!" Xiao Lin refused to be outdone.

For a while, the two had a tendency to quarrel.

Yun Si hurried home, only to find that the TV at home was on.

And a man with messy hair, barefoot, sat on the corner of the sofa, hugging his knees, curled up into a ball.

Garden Baby was still playing on the TV, which was Yun Yan's favorite show before he left, and the volume was always turned up extra loud.

Makabaka's voice echoed in the living room, and the man huddled together seemed not interested in TV at all.

Quietly, wearing pajamas, seems to be completely immersed in his own world, unresponsive to changes in the outside world.

Yun Si didn't even change her shoes, she left her bag and ran over.

"A Yuan?" She sat beside him and put her hands on him.

He raised his head slowly.

The brows and eyes that were supposed to be cold and restrained became moist at this moment, and the nose was reddish.

An looked at her quietly, sniffing.

The curtains outside were not drawn, and the sunlight came in. His cheeks were a little pale, his shoulders were curled up, and his fingers clenched tightly.

Seeing her, his eye sockets seemed to be even redder, with wet tears on his eyelashes, and he choked up silently.

The whole appearance of being wronged and wronged is simply a pitiful one, which makes people feel distressed.

Yun Si hugged him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I left A Yuan alone at home, it's my fault, A Yuan don't cry."

Poor Dasha Baitian sobbed and didn't speak.

It seemed that he was really wronged to the point of bubbling, and the whole person was very sad.

Yun Si had no choice but to coax him patiently, kiss his face, and wipe away his tears.

"Don't cry, okay? I'm back to accompany you, can I play with you?"

(End of this chapter)