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Xia Shao had never dealt with this kind of people before, so he was so blocked that he could not speak, so he hummed a few words and passed.

After the break, Jiang Langting pointed to a road in the dark mountain road, saying that this road can lead to Longquan Mountain, but let's say it first, the speed cannot exceed a certain amount, and you must obey the command, otherwise I won't take you to play next time.

When I heard the phrase "I won't take you to play", Xia Shao was quite happy.

Xia Shao's parents divorced when he was a child, and he was very obedient since he was a child.

Since his mother is He Qing's aunt, she is considered a relative of her mother's side, so she doesn't see her too much time. Usually, during festivals and holidays, Xia Shao is led by his father to be named Xia. Too many, he is always foolishly led by the nose by his brothers and sisters, he is white and looks like a little angel, and he only knows to cry when he is bullied miserably.

Someone is willing to take you to play, which is actually a very happy thing.

The road up the mountain is wide enough, and Xia Shao came back here because he drove a 911 to watch Jiang Langting play motorcycles.

I never thought that I would be able to go back to the mountain with Jiang Langting in more than a month.

It was windy on the mountain at night, and the riding clothes covered the person tightly enough, and the helmet also blocked the wind.Xia Shao crouched on the little mint, watching the changing scenery in front of him, the sound of the wind passed through the helmet, and it blew in his ears louder than the alarm clock when he got up in the morning to go to work.

With both feet firmly clamped to the car body, Xia Shao gradually mastered the coup of how to avoid rollover in the process of imitating Jiang Langting's riding posture.

Although the road is full of sky, it cannot be said that anyone looks down on others, but in reality, most car owners really look down on motorcycle riders.Since Xia Shao came into contact with motorcycles, he found that how to turn the accelerator and how to choose the curves are all learned.

In terms of technology, regardless of the level of competition, it is much more difficult to ride a good car than to drive a good car.

Going up the mountain, there are occasional birds passing by on the road in the distance.

The woods dance with the night, and all senses are immersed in the wind brought by extreme speed.Xia Shao looked at the dashboard and saw that the speed was actually not fast, so he felt relieved and turned on the turn signal to signal to stop first.

After getting out of the car, Xia Shao lifted the lid and took a bottle of mineral water from the storage box, unscrewed it, and handed the unscrewed one to Jiang Langting.

"Thank you." Jiang Langting raised his head and took a sip.

"Hey, tell me," Xia Shao chatted, "is there any way to ride a bike well?"

"Self-discipline, you must be self-disciplined."

After a pause, Jiang Langting took a deep breath, "I understand the pleasure brought by cornering and acceleration, but you have to learn to protect yourself. Motorcycles bring me freedom, but I have to have this life before I can Qualified to talk about freedom."

After the coke in his throat had completely melted, Jiang Langting continued, "You are the one to control it, not it to control you."

"self-discipline……"

Biting the words on the tip of his tongue, Xia Shao pondered over these two words over and over again.

He thought for a while and continued to ask questions: "You yearn for speed, and self-discipline is very difficult. Have you liked motorcycles for many years?"

Jiang Langting saw his probing and evasive eyes, and smiled calmly: "When I was young, I played ps2 with my brother, and I chose "Violent Motorcycle" and he picked "Red Alert". My brother played the arsenal and could fly a plane, but I The game I played was very violent, and I had to punch and kick other players off the motorcycle. But it was so violent, and I had to avoid vehicles and pedestrians on the game road, and I had to run to pick up the motorcycle when I fell down. After a while I was quite addicted."

"It's quite early to get enlightened." Xia Shao sighed.

Nodding, Jiang Langting said, "In 2003, motorcycles were banned nationwide. Later, when I was more than ten years old, I only touched cars secretly."

Xia Shao asked: "How did you start riding?"

"It was a coincidence. I made my first pot of gold and received a Yamaha R1 from a friend."

"What about the car?"

"Scrap."

"Who scrapped it?"

Jiang Langting pondered for a moment, then snorted, and didn't mean it when he said it: "Repair shop."

Perhaps aware of his intentional avoidance, Xia Shao stopped asking questions.Just as he drank his saliva and wanted to continue riding, Xia Shao heard Jiang Langting suddenly ask him: "What about you?"

"Ok?"

Xia Shao straddled the little mint with one long leg, and suddenly turned around.

"Why are you riding a bicycle?" Jiang Langting asked.

This question made Xia Shao think of diving into the swimming pool.

The swimming pool was deep and narrow, and he became deaf after being hit by the waves. He was so shocked that he couldn't think of anything for a moment, and the water cut his throat like a knife, scrambling to swallow him up.Jiang Langting's question was too simple, and the answer was so easy to confess him bloody.

It's really hard to say.

Because I want to be near you.

Because I want to experience something I have never experienced before, to find what I am missing, to make a breakthrough, and to be fearless.

Between people, sometimes it is precisely because they complement each other that they seem to cherish each other so much.

When Xia Shao was hesitating for an answer, the corner of the Panshan Highway not far away was lit up, and there were bursts of roaring motorcycles, and there were more than one.

When the motorcycles approached, Xia Shao could see clearly that it was a motorcycle team.

The one riding in the front was very familiar to him, and based on this, Xia Shao recognized that this was the group of people he had come to see Saimo in Longquan Mountain last time, and they should have been running with Jiang Langting often.

Jiang Langting's first reaction was not to say hello first, but to take off his mask and turn it over, putting Xia Shao's half of his face on it.

His movements were even a little flustered.

Because the distance was too close and the movement was too sudden, Xia Shao stood stiffly and did not dare to move.The ear was not buttoned for the first time, so Jiang Langting moved closer and turned his wrist to give him the second button.The second time the distance was closer, Jiang Langting tilted his head, the tip of his nose was about to touch Xia Shao's side face.

Not only women, men's eyelashes are also fatal.

A little closer, like a feather fluttering on the face, fluffy, as if a distant bird has landed.

After hastily hanging up the mask, Xia Shao also understood Jiang Langting's meaning, tidied up the mask, and then plucked the broken hair that was blown into a big back by the wind to cover his forehead.

Jiang Langting gently pushed him, "Stand farther away."

Recalling the first night at Longquan Mountain, Jiang Langting also kept a distance from himself. To be on the safe side, Xia Shao was very cooperative: "Okay."

Two or three people from the motorbike team trotted over when they saw Jiang Langting.

The leader was shirtless, and the pendant on his chest that fell to his navel was shining, as if he was playing with his life without wearing a cycling uniform.He was the first to come to Jiang Langting's side, and he bumped fists with Jiang Langting, his voice was louder than the wind howling into the cave from Longquan Mountain: "Jiang Er!"

"Well," Jiang Langting smiled, "Brother Meng, you are leading the team today."

The person who was called "Brother Meng" laughed, "I can only lead the team if you are not here."

"This is?" Brother Meng squinted his eyes, following the faint light on the mountain to look at Xia Shao's appearance, which he could only glimpse a little bit.

Jiang Langting moved slightly to the side, "My friend."

"This Suzuki is not bad! The power is weak, but the brakes can hold its ground, and it won't float on the highway. The only problem is that the price is too expensive." Meng Ge walked around the little mint and patted the back of the car. "A novice asked about the car before. , Jiang Er also pushed this."

Xia Shao was dumbfounded, raised his head and said, "Nothing..."

Stretching out his hand, Jiang Langting brought Xia Shao over and said in a low voice, "Meng Qianze, the captain of our civil 'guerrilla'."

hold me.

Although he didn't hold hands...Xia Shao looked down at the cuffs he was holding by Jiang Langting.The other party moved cautiously, holding and protecting it, as if he was leading some treasure.

Xia Shao seldom stays with so many people in private because of work. Seeing everyone's eyes on him, he feels uncomfortable.

Several people turned off the motorcycle headlights, and the face of the big guy became unclear, blurred in the night.

There is a woman who straddles the Aprilia, sits with her legs spread apart, one leg on the back of the motorcycle, as if using the car as a beach chair, her wrists are turned, and her long black hair is tied up. high ponytail.She wore a pair of trousers, a leather jacket on her upper body, and a lot of rhinestones on her helmet, hanging crookedly on the rearview mirror of the car.

She lit a cigarette, sat next to her and smoked, blew the smoke around, and looked back.

"He seems like an internet celebrity I follow," she said.

"Missing little brother makes you crazy!" The other man laughed at her.

For a moment, Xia Shao lost ground, clutching the mask to tighten his face, and leaned closer to Jiang Langting.

A group of people were tired from riding, as if they were taking a rest, laughing and cursing while looking at their mobile phones, waving to Xia Shao from time to time, wanting him to join in.Xia Shao shook his head and refused.For no other reason, apart from Jiang Langting's attention, he also found that his leg hurts badly now.

I didn't feel it when I got out of the car, but later I realized it was numb from the pain.When he realized it, this group of people came again, and Xia Shao had no chance to tell Jiang Langting.

Meng Qianze's half-naked upper body leaned towards Jiang Langting without hesitation, "Jiang Er!"

"Oh." Jiang Langting responded.

"After running the mountain, come play snooker with me," Meng Qianze put his arm on Jiang Langting's shoulder.

"I brought someone here." Jiang Langting said.

Meng Qianze grabbed the skull scarf around his neck, looked at Xia Shao with a smile, and then turned to look at Jiang Langting: "Brother, what are you worried about? He can go back by himself. You don't need to send it."

Hearing this, Xia Shao's heart skipped a beat.

His guess seems to have come to a conclusion.

If Jiang Langting was crooked, then his brothers would definitely make jokes, and even make some unscrupulous jokes, definitely not saying "a man" like that.

In the end, Xia Shao tried his best to suppress the sound of gasping, but it caught Jiang Langting's attention.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Langting asked softly.

"It's okay," Xia Shao said lightly, "I'm tired from standing."

Jiang Langting obviously didn't believe it. After all, Xia Shao's palms were injured like that at the time, and he didn't smoke so hard.According to the analysis of Xia Shao's sluggish movements, Jiang Langting's eyes looked down his thigh, and he really saw the problem in his calf.

Jiang Langting frowned, "The anti-scalding cloth of the exhaust pipe was torn."

Xia Shao lowered his eyes to see that his trousers and calves were burned to pieces.I can't continue to wear the pants, and the calf injury is not serious.The wound was so nakedly exposed to the cold wind, it hurt him a lot.

"Hey," Meng Qianze covered the cigarette biting from the corner of his mouth, and grinned from the smoke, "The people around Yang Shengli were still passing on the last time..."

Jiang Langting's tone was more than one point cold: "Don't mention Yang Shengli."

"He..." Meng Qianze sneered, thinking he was trying to avoid suspicion, Chao Xia frowned, "Should I take him back?"

"No." Jiang Langting's tone fell.

"Why not?" Meng Qianze was puzzled.

Jiang Langting stood up, rolled up Xia Shao's trouser legs, and said, "The people I brought out must be brought back."

Xia Shao was supported by Jiang Langting and sat on the big rock by the roadside, the night wind chilled him.

Jiang Langting's tall figure was hidden in the darkness.

The moonlight above his head is no longer as bright as before, and his eyes no longer fall on Xia Shao.

Xia Shao saw Meng Qianze handing Jiang Langting a cigarette, but Jiang Langting looked at him, but didn't take it.

He could no longer remember what the two of them talked about next.

People in the surrounding motorcycle team were patiently waiting for the two "leaders" to give orders, and for a while there were only two people's voices left.

The nearby woods are like dark floors, and Jiang Langting is a light shining through the window of a family.

Now, a solution has to be figured out.

Before, he was respectful and respectful, but now Jiang Langting's attitude has changed 180 degrees, and he spoke to Meng Qianze in a very tough tone: "Brother Meng, you ride my car, and I will ride your car. I will take him back."

Meng Qianze was stunned for a second, then smiled angrily: "Jiang Er, I dare not ride your bike."

If there is no particularly critical situation, Jiang Er is very lonely, and it is impossible for anyone to ride his car.Besides, his big treasure is not something ordinary people can subdue.Motorcycles are man-eating scourges, and an animal trainer without rules may be at risk of being backlashed at any time.

"Besides, if you take someone back, what about the little brother's car?" Meng Qianze asked.

"Throw it on the side of the road."

After Jiang Langting finished speaking, Xia Shao's hair stood on end, and he stared at Jiang Langting with wide eyes.

The latter added another sentence: "Then, come and pick it up the next day."

"No need, I can take it back."

Meng Qianze cleaned up the back seat of his motorcycle and greeted Xia Shao to sit down.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt very much," Xia Shao stood up, "I'll go back by myself."