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While eating, Shao Zhengdong revealed all kinds of gossip to Anqi, all sorts of messy things, but he didn't say anything important or crucial. Even if he knew, he wouldn't tell Anqi, a small car repairman. At most, they just have nothing to say.

An Qi listened and didn't say anything. Shao Zhengdong couldn't ask even if he didn't say anything. If he asked too much, there would be problems. He had just finished modifying the car for someone else. Except for him, Shao Zhengdong and Liang Xinhui, the others didn't know there was a problem with the car modification. How did the police know, and he hasn't signed a confidentiality contract yet.

An Qi estimated that after Shao Zhengdong found him, the next one would be their President Jin.

Shao Zhengdong took a sip of water and sighed: "I've been telling you this for a long time and you still ignore me."

"Aren't I listening?" An Qi paused, and suddenly asked him, "You know Dr. Huo?"

"Ah, I know you," Shao Zhengdong said, throwing two peanuts into his mouth, "Lao Jin and I are classmates, and we only knew Dr. Huo for...a year? Aren't they like that?"

An Qi looked at the clear soup in front of him and said nothing.

Shao Zhengdong clicked his tongue: "Lao Jin used to be with me, but he also found a man. Not to mention that Dr. Huo is genuine. It's just that I don't like this type."

Shao Zhengdong stared at An Qi, and asked meaningfully: "It feels like you have known Dr. Huo for a long time?"

"Not long ago, I lived next door to Mr. Jin's house, I knew Dr. Huo, and I moved out not long ago."

Shao Zhengdong looked at An Qi with a pair of wolf eyes, "That little girl surnamed Han who is always with you, is your girlfriend?"

An Qi paused, and hummed.

Shao Zhengdong suddenly rolled his eyes out of interest.

On the second day, Anqi represented the club in a snowmobile race. The venue for this snowmobile race was in a section of the mountain in the club. There were single races, team relay races and long-distance cross-country races. He participated in The first is the 500-meter single race.

This time the game was held in the club, so there were a lot of spectators. I don’t know where so many people came from. I had nothing to do on the weekend and came to the club to play. I heard that there was a game, so I came to watch the game.

This competition is equivalent to an amateur demonstration of professional players, and it is not as important as a regular competition.

So An Qi didn't pay much attention to it, what else should he do before the game.But the facts have proved that no matter how talented he is, he will still miss if he doesn't practice diligently, and this time the miss is quite scary.

After the start of the race, Anqi's car kept the first place. As a result, a car behind was overtaking two-thirds of the distance. It hit the snowdrift next to it, and then the whole car body billowed black smoke, and the entire auditorium was in an uproar.

The rescue team rushed to rescue, smashed the window and dragged Anqi out, and quickly evacuated from the racing car. Fortunately, the car did not explode after smoking for a while, but it also scared the people on the scene.

After Anqi was dragged out of the car, there was no movement for a long time. Liang Xinhui and others were terrified. Han Lu almost cried out of fright. After taking off his helmet, a few mouthfuls of fresh air with snow slag poured into his lungs. Come back to life, breathing in the air with big gulps, with the ecstasy like the rest of the life after a catastrophe.

In the end, before Anqi could catch his breath, he saw Huo Jingze squeezed in from the crowd, and walked to him with a face full of urgency.

"Is something wrong?"

An Qi swallowed, and shook his head.

An Qi was lying flat on the stretcher. Huo Jingze reached out and pinched the back of his neck to ask him if it hurt. An Qi shook his head, then Huo Jingze pinched his arms, legs, ankles, and finally pressed his chest , asked him if it hurts, An Qi still shook his head.He really couldn't say a word other than shaking his head.

Only then did Huo Jingze let go of his hand as if he was relieved. He took a deep look at An Qi, his eyes seemed helpless and entangled, then he stood up and turned around, and the surrounding staff moved out of the way for him.An Qi followed the gap between the crowd and saw Huo Jingze walking away while touching his neck, the place on his body just pinched by him felt sore.

An Qi later stood up by himself, and he recovered after standing up. He no longer looked like he just got out of the car and was dying. He twisted his neck hard, and his neck did twist when the car overturned.

His racing car was dragged away by the staff, and he walked through the audience area with his helmet in his hand. His eyes swept back and forth among the audiences, but he never saw the tall figure again.

He thought that he could let go of all this by letting him go, but what he thought was just a snowfall, and the truth that did not change the essence was buried in the snow. When the snow melted or was swept away, all the truth All appeared again.

Anzi also breathed a sigh of relief when he underwent several routine checks at the club's clinic, all of which came back normal.

In the next week, I went to class, repaired the car, and proceeded step by step.But there is something different.An Qi thought, maybe it was because of Huo Jingxuan's reappearance.

That day he went to help Liang Xinhui deliver things to the hotel, and the car was parked in the hotel's underground parking lot. When he came back, he happened to see Huo Jingze's car. Huo Jingze's car window was translucent, and An Qi saw it at a glance. Huo Jing chose to lean on the steering wheel.

An Qi didn't intend to stay at first, and hurried past, wishing to go as far as possible immediately, but after he passed, he felt uneasy, he walked slowly for a few steps, then turned around and ran back, he called Doctor Huo out of the car window, But Dr. Huo in the car didn't react at all. He walked around the car, the windows were closed tightly, Huo Jingze lay motionless on the steering wheel, his shoulders heaved, and there was no light on the dashboard.

He pulled the locked car door and slapped the window nervously several times. Huo Jingze seemed to wake up suddenly. When he turned his head, both inside and outside the car, the two people separated by the window were a little stunned.

An Qi kicked the tire violently and shouted, "Huo Jingze, open the door for me!"

Huo Jingze opened the car door with a blank expression, and the cold air rushed in. He couldn't help but sneezed suddenly, "Anqi," he said with a strong nasal voice.

"Do you have fucking common sense? Sleeping in the car with the doors and windows closed! The heater is not turned on. Do you know how cold it is in here? It will freeze you to death!"

Huo Jingze looked at his car door in a daze, and then replied, "I just lay down for a while, but I didn't expect to fall asleep."

An Qi glared at Huo Jingze, turned to leave, but suddenly thought of something, came back again, reached out and touched Huo Jingze's forehead, Huo Jingze dodged for a while.

"You have a fever."

Huo Jingze muttered helplessly and said, "It's been a long time since I caught a cold, this time it's quite serious, hey," he turned around and leaned into the car to take out a tissue to wipe his nose, and turned to notice An Qi's stern expression. With a complexion, he smiled: "Thank you, if you hadn't passed by, I might have slept until some time."

An Qi's heart felt like ants walked by in a row, his palms clenched into fists.

Huo Jingze touched his nose, looked at An Qi and smiled again, "Your hair... looks like your eyes are very big."

An Qi looked back and stroked his hair, and asked him when he turned around, "Are you going home?"

"Ah, yes, I communicated with those experts just now."

"I'll take you back." An Qi said.

Huo Jing raised his eyebrows, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just want to go home." An Qi couldn't help urging: "Hurry up! It's cold in here! You wear a lot of affection!"

Anqi wears a small black cotton padded jacket every day to go to school, club, home at [-] a.m., go out and drive, and don’t stay outside often. But I always forget to take it, and my nose and a pair of ears are red from the cold.

Huo Jing chose to turn the front of the car and sit on the co-pilot, watching An Qi get into the car and close the door, he said, "You don't wear too much, you tend to catch a cold in winter."

"I'm willing." Huo Jingze's car still had that pleasant smell, which was so heart-wrenching.

Huo Jingze sighed, and whispered nasally: "You can't change a dog's temper."

An Qi drove out of the parking lot and drove all the way outside the club. Huo Jingze paused and asked him, "Did the car really not get hurt that day?"

"No."

Huo Jingze was frozen for a long time just now, but now he was baked by the warm wind, his nose was running like water, and he wiped it from time to time with a ball of paper in his hand, "I thought racing was a cool sport, but I just watched it live. I know, it's really dangerous, you're still so young."

"There are plenty of car racers younger than me."

Huo Jingze shook his head helplessly: "Anqi, do you think I don't know what kind of games you are competing in? The risk factor is higher than regular games. It's not a question of danger anymore, but... "

"Shut up!" An Qi gritted his teeth: "Sit in your seat and don't talk."

Huo Jing chose to wipe his nose and stopped talking.

The two of them didn't speak during the journey. Anqi turned his head to look at him from time to time. Huo Jingze paid attention at first, and turned his head away to look out of the car. The car was bouncing back and forth, the warm wind was blowing, and I fell asleep after a while.

An Qi drove back to the familiar parking lot and reversed the car into the garage. Jin Yanhuai's parking space on the opposite side was empty.He turned off the car and let the temperature in the car drop slowly. He didn't call out to Huo Jingze until it was almost the same as the outside. After calling several times, Huo Jingze opened his eyes. His eyes had always been bright before. It has lost a lot of its luster now too.

"It's here? I really don't feel it at all, thank you." Huo Jingze looked at the front of the car and asked him, "Where do you live now?"

"I moved back to my original place, which is near the school," An Qi finished, and added: "The house leaked before, so I moved here for a while."

Huo Jingze nodded, and said, "The school is quite far away, why don't you drive me back, I will ask for leave tomorrow, and I can't enter the operating room or the ward, so I just ask for leave."

"How long have you had the cold?"

"It's been two days. It was lighter yesterday and I didn't care about it. It fermented today."

An Qi nodded, Huo Jingze sat still, the two sat together for a few minutes, a car in the parking lot honked its horn, and Huo Jingze reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream, opened the door and got out of the car. Tell An Qi to open slowly when closing the door.

Anqi saw Huo Jingze staggeringly walked to the elevator entrance and pressed the elevator. After he stood in and closed the elevator door, Anqi restarted the car and drove back home.

Naturally, he didn't eat dinner, or he was not in the mood to eat it, so he let the fried hair out and let the fried hair play casually in the living room to release his nature.

An Qi emptied the fried hair toilet, filled the feeder with dog food, and finally lay down on the sofa.Zhamao jumped up and sat on his lap for a while before running away. Anqi took out his phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally clicked on Huo Jingze's dialog box. The last message was from a long time ago, and the time stopped at Huo Jingze's Choose the day after that drunk.

There was no new news any more, but there were five missed calls in the call records, all of which were made by Huo Jingze the day after that day, and he never called again after these five calls.

An Qi put his hand on his forehead, he didn't know why he ran in the first place.

That night he saw Huo Jingze and Jin Yanhuai kissing in the living room, and when he got back, he left Xing Xiao's house with his little luggage in his arms.

He saw that scene as if he had experienced the scene four years ago again. What he thought belonged to him, but it was far away from him in an instant. It turned out that everything was what he thought. Some things and some people, if they don’t belong to you, they will never belong you.

Rather than chasing with all your strength and fighting for it with all your strength, it is better to let go completely.

The sweet home does not belong to him, so he left.

Huo Jing chose not to belong to him, so he left.

Now he has a place to live, fried hair, and a dog to accompany him, he thinks that is enough.

Zhamao ran over, Anqi reached out to hug it, Zhamao thought that Anqi was playing with him, climbed up on the sofa and nestled next to Anqi, and wanted to lick Anqi's face, but Anqi pushed it away without licking it.

An Qi was lying on the sofa in a daze, as if he was asleep, but he didn't seem to be asleep. His mind was full of images of being with Huo Jingxuan. In fact, they hadn't known each other for long.But Han Lu is right in saying that liking has nothing to do with time.

He didn't know when he fell in love with Huo Jingxuan, it was definitely not love at first sight that tended to be infinitely short, maybe it was a certain time, a certain period of time after the two met.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, and he didn't miss him as much as he did at first. He thought he let go, and he didn't change his mind. At least he still reacted when he was with Han Lu, but when we met, everything seemed to be a mess. There was a snowstorm, he thought it disappeared, but after the snowflakes disappeared, they all appeared again. At that time, he thought everything was just a mirror image, but now thinking about it, it turned out to be so profound.

Zha Mao has been whining for a long time, An Qi opened his red eyes and looked at the time, what should Zha Mao call at this time after he should have finished his meal?

"Fried hair!"

Zhamao whined from somewhere, Anqi yelled again that it hadn't come back yet, Anqi got up to look for it, and found his room directly, the room was a mess, the bedding was ripped off by Zhamao, the bed The pads seem to be crooked.I don't know how to open the closet, and Zha Mao exposed a tail in the closet and whined.

"Fried hair! I fucking stewed you, come out!" An Qi went up and pulled the dog's tail.

Zha Mao screamed and finally ran out with a black dress still in his mouth.

"If you don't go to Fang Jiewa for three days!" An Qi snatched the clothes from his mouth, unfolded them and shook the ashes, but his hands were in mid-air.

This black hoodie was chosen by Huo Jing.

Huo Jing chose to lend it to him after he sewed up the wound, but he forgot to wash it before so he never returned it, and later he didn't want to return it after washing it.

Anqi's eyes were red again, he drove the fried hair out, closed the door, sat on the crooked and exposed mattress, hugged the dress and looked at it for a long time, around 08:30, Anqi drove back to Huo Jingze again Home.

When passing downstairs, he subconsciously stopped and got out of the car, and counted up to the nineteenth floor along a certain row of windows. The window was lit, and he drove into the underground. When he parked, he saw Jin Yanhuai's car parked there up.

Anqi lit a cigarette in the car, thinking that the smell of the smoke might pollute the smell in the car, so he opened the door and got out of the car, leaned against the cold front of the car and watched Jin Yanhuai finish smoking the car, bowed his head. Head to the elevator.

After getting out of the elevator, he looked at the door of Huo Jing's house, wandered around the door a few times, and slowly leaned against the wall. After a while, there was a faint sound coming from the door.

It was Jin Yanhuai's voice and Huo Jingze's voice. It was hard to hear what they said. An Qi felt bitter in his mouth, so he lit another cigarette, squatted in a corner to finish smoking, and leaned his head against the wall. His eyes quietly looked at the ceiling lamp in the corridor.

After squatting for an unknown amount of time, his legs were numb as if being pricked by tens of thousands of needles. Only then did Anqi stand up on his legs and picked up the cigarette butts that had just been thrown on the ground. Turn around and leave.