set fire to his heart

"Perhaps, do you know Shen Zhixia?"

Shen Ze's mention and hearing this strange name made Fu Mianmian frowned.

She lowered her eyes puzzled.

Her gaze settled on the photo that Shen Ze handed her.

The girl in the photo is about 20 years old, wearing a personalized white graffiti motorcycle jumpsuit, with a conspicuous number code on the chest: 24.

She is tall and slender, holding a white helmet in one hand, tilting her head and smiling brightly at the camera, her long ponytail is also tilted to the side.

In the photo, she is full of youth and personality.

What made Fu Mianmian unable to take her eyes off the most was her bright smile, her facial features, and her indescribable resemblance.

She seemed to see her own shadow in her body.

This made Fu Mianmian frowned again.

as well as……

Behind the photo of the woman is a large outdoor motorcycle base with eye-catching banners.

The English left on it made Fu Mianmian almost certain that she had seen the exact same event in the medal in Lu Beichen's room.

Motorcycle racing, female motorcyclist, looks like her.

After Fu Mianmian received these three messages, it was difficult for her not to control her thoughts and let herself think wildly.

Fu Mianmian's eyes flickered.

She didn't know Shen Ze's intentions, and she didn't know who Shen Zhixia was, but she didn't feel very comfortable looking at the photo.

Fu Mianmian tried her best to restrain her emotions, not wanting Shen Ze to discover her changes.

However, Shen Ze continued to tell her.

"I bet he wouldn't tell you if you asked about her."

Shen Ze spoke firmly, and the eyes in his eyes became sharp and fierce: "She died because of Lu Beichen, and you are just her substitute."

When Shen Ze's voice fell.

Fu Mianmian, who was drooping her eyes, suddenly opened her pupils wide.

She couldn't believe her ears.

without waiting for her to respond.

Shen Ze had already taken back the photo and stuffed it into his pocket.

After re-zipping the leather jacket, Shen Ze restarted the motorcycle and left.

The sound of the engine and the black figure gradually faded away, but Fu Mianmian, who was standing there, felt as if her body had been hollowed out suddenly.

Waves of mountains and tsunamis hit her.

The words Shen Ze said kept echoing in her ears: "She died because of Lu Beichen, you are just her substitute."

Shen Ze's voice lingered for a long time, like a blunt knife cutting through flesh.

Fu Mianmian, who couldn't bear the torture, covered her ears with her hands, and shook her head desperately to prevent herself from hearing.

However, Shen Ze's words still echoed.

Become a magic voice that she cannot get rid of.

Fu Mianmian's expression became painful.

She couldn't help but ran towards the gate of the community.

As she ran away, the wind whistled in her ears, blowing away Shen Ze's words, but she could never forget her.

The driver who saw her coming out had no idea what had happened.

He opened the car door for her and welcomed Fu Mianmian into the car.

And she just sat in the back row.

"Boom-"

Shen Ze was riding a motorcycle, deliberately roaring, and galloped past the vehicle she was in.

He forcibly brushed the sense of existence.

It seemed to be reminding Fu Mianmian of something, which made her unable to let go.

Knowing that he had bad intentions, Fu Mianmian shook her head and slandered: No, that guy just wanted to sow discord, so he deliberately made something up to confuse them!

Fu Mianmian persuaded herself.

On the way back to Lu's house, she didn't say a word.

Although she repeated self-hypnosis, Fu Mianmian's complexion was still not very good.

When she returned to Lu's house, Mrs. Lu had just come out of the kitchen.

"Mianmian, it's just in time for you to come back."

The old lady Lu smiled at her: "I was just going to ask the servant to deliver the lunch. You and Beichen can go to the room to eat together? You have only been away for a few hours, and the boy has been urging me for countless times. I can't live without you for a second, and I'm convinced!"

Hearing what old lady Lu said, Fu Mianmian was completely uninterested and didn't listen to it.

Feel her strange.

The old lady Lu couldn't help wondering: "Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"

Until she asked with concern, Mrs. Lu came to Fu Mianmian and looked at her worriedly.

Only then did Fu Mianmian come back to her senses.

She was startled for a moment, then shook her head and denied, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

heard.

The old lady Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then go eat first, and rest for a while after eating."

"Ah."

Fu Mianmian nodded and walked towards the stairs.

Do not know why.

As she stepped on the steps, she felt that her steps became heavy and her body became heavy.

The road that was originally only a few tens of meters seemed to be infinitely extended at this moment.

When Fu Mianmian came to Lu Beichen's room.

When she opened the door, she saw all kinds of motorcycles hanging on the decorative wall near the door.

She stood at the door without moving.

Then Lu Beichen's voice came from inside: "Grandma, how many times have I told you that I want to wait for Mianmian to come back before eating, if she doesn't come back I..."

Before Lu Beichen finished speaking, he immediately changed his face when he saw Fu Mianmian at the door.

"Mianmian!"

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and from the resentful look just now, he changed into a happy smile.

"You're back, I'm going to miss you!"

As Lu Beichen said, he stretched out his hand and patted the place next to him: "Come here, hurry up and sit next to me for a while, I can recuperate well when you are by my side. Hmph, that guy Luo Yihan has a sense of humor, I almost thought you would go to him I won't be back there until night..."

While complaining, he was also curious: "Speaking of which, I heard that Chang An lives with him? With his personality that needs to be beaten, he has been beaten a lot, right? Hmph, I want to see him get beaten..."

Lu Beichen was joking, but Fu Mianmian didn't listen to a word.

She pushed open the door and walked in on her own.

Afterwards, Fu Mianmian looked at the decorative wall, and her eyes swept over the medals and photos.

finally.

Fu Mianmian found a group photo of the GP World Motor Race that was taken many years ago.

All with helmets and no faces visible.

But Fu Mianmian recognized Shen Zhixia at a glance - she was wearing that white graffiti racing suit, tall and slender, with an obvious number on her chest.

It was exactly the same as what Shen Ze showed her.

The moment she discovered it, Fu Mianmian's original psychological construction collapsed in an instant.

She couldn't convince that Shen Ze was talking nonsense.

After all, she really exists.

Fu Mianmian glanced over the other photos, and then found that Shen Zhixia appeared more than once, and she also participated in the World Motorcycle Competition before this.

It is still the same racing suit, and also won the third place.

These photos stimulated Fu Mianmian's nerves.

She stood there unable to move.

Lu Beichen, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't wait for her, and then he realized that Fu Mianmian was strange.

"Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"