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Xia Shao couldn't see anything except people.

The interior of the car is filled with a strong scent of white musk, and the smell of Xia Shao becomes more and more exciting, like a cat being pushed head-on into a clump of catnip.Reason told him that the fragrance in the car was actually moderately strong, but such a little "toxicity" made him confused and wanted to open the window and jump out.

Putting one hand on the other cuff button, Xia Shao turned his eyes to look at Jiang Langting's fingers.

Those motorcycle gloves that usually look good are now like a net of abstinence, wrapping those hands so that they cannot be exposed at all.The damn fingers are still tapping on the rim of the steering wheel, tapping once, twice, thrice.

The scenery outside the car is constantly changing.

There was no song playing in the car, but the wind outside the window was desperately blowing into the car through the gap of the lowered window.

Xia Shao didn't care about it, let the wind blow, and all the broken hair he had taken care of flew back, and his forehead was completely exposed, and was kissed devoutly on the forehead by the cold air over and over again.

He didn't seem to feel the movement of the vehicle. With a shaking of his hand, he undid the button of the cuff, and then buckled it back.

The buttons are opened and closed, and they are connected together in two or three clicks, as if someone has stripped the clothes.

Jiang Langting, who was silent at first, turned on the turn signal and said, "The sleeves are too tight? Keep pressing."

"Tight."

After finishing speaking, Xia Shao took a deep breath, brushed his messy hair, and replied seriously: "It's too tight."

"..." Jiang Langting's nasal cavity changed into a slightly heavier breathing than usual, and he stopped talking.

At [-] o'clock on the weekend night, when entering the city from the southern airport, all the overpasses are in traffic jams.

The auxiliary road was blocked, the main road was blocked, and the bridge was also blocked. Jiang Langting simply chose a route with less traffic and left the mighty evening team.As soon as their vehicle turned into a separate road.

A sky blue Honda motorcycle drove forward from the sideline of the motorway, the sound of the engine roared into a line, and quickly disappeared in the surroundings.

Although this road is not congested, there are quite a lot of cars waiting in line for the traffic lights. As soon as the Honda left, the red light came on, so everyone at the intersection of traffic flows from all directions watched this motorcycle pass through. Cross the wide driveway in the middle and drive straight ahead on the street that seems to have been paved for it.

"Wow." Xia Shao saw the sky blue color scheme for the first time.

Jiang Langting relaxed a bit: "Isn't it nice not to be stuck in traffic?"

Xia Shao nodded: "Cool."

"That buddy is a building materials business. This year's business is sluggish. He joked that he couldn't pay for the Harley, so he changed to another vehicle." Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Langting continued as if teasing, "Don't let the Harley go, I have to ride it." this."

"How is Harley?"

"Okay."

"The heavy machine looks so cool!"

"It's boring to play with a light car, but you can't play with a heavy car." Jiang Langting glanced at him, "These guys are all over [-] catties with a full tank of gas. If you have no experience, you will fly away when you ride it."

Intrigued by the passing car shadow just now, Xia Shao wanted to straddle the car so much that he scratched his head and scratched at the window sill without counting, and asked Jiang Langting: "Second brother, have you had a good rest today? "

As soon as he heard that Xia Shao called "Second Brother" for the first time, Jiang Langting felt that Xia Shao had some idea and asked him for something.

"You're not called by your name anymore?"

"Not close," Xia Shao laughed, as if he had really opened up his heart, and said everything out, "like someone who doesn't know you."

Jiang Langting thought to himself, the second brother is the one he doesn't know.

He didn't say that, but acquiesced to Xia Shao's name, and didn't ask what happened.

Looking out following Xia Shao's line of sight, Jiang Langting found that the other party seemed to be chasing the exhaust of the Honda, and kept looking in the direction of leaving. How could he not guess what this person was thinking, so he let go of the accelerator and slowed down. Speed, turned to ask Xia Shao: "Want to ride a bike?"

"Yes I do."

"Then tonight?"

"Can you run tonight?" Xia Shao's eyes widened.

"Yes, the appointment was originally for today," Jiang Langting said, "I think you just came back from Wuhan, so you have to rest..."

"I'm in high spirits!"

As soon as he heard that he could go for a run tonight, Xia Shao was so excited that he almost broke his seat belt, sat up straight and smiled at Jiang Lang.

When the car returned to the Wangjiang area, Xia Shao got out of the car with ease, watched Jiang Langting put the car neatly beside the three motorcycles, and asked him, "Is it okay to just park here?"

"I bought four parking spaces." Jiang Langting gestured at him, raised his hand to unlock the car, "There will always be a day when I can't ride."

Xia Shao nodded but didn't answer, and reached out to lift the protective cover on Xiao Minhe's body.

A layer of dust fell off the protective cover.

The little mint inside is clean, without any abnormality.

Jiang Langting quickly put on the new gloves, kicked the Ducati wheel lightly with his toes, raised his eyes and asked him, "Are you going home to get your clothes?"

"No more." Xia Shao said.

Maybe they are all at home today, and when they come out with a cycling bag, his brother can't go straight into the kitchen and chop himself up with a knife.

"Then wear mine."

After Jiang Langting finished speaking, he didn't care about Xia Shao's reaction, and went straight to the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz, pulled out a set of clean riding clothes from the trunk and handed it to Xia Shao.

"..." Xia Shao looked at the milky white cycling suit in his arms, and was dumbfounded.

Seeing his bewildered look, Jiang Langting was angry and funny, and barked at him: "What are you doing in a daze? Go change it."

"Where to change?"

"In the car." Jiang Langting pointed to the inside of the car.

Xia Shao's ears were burning red uncontrollably, "Okay," gritted his teeth, he opened the car door and got in, muttering, "It's not like I haven't changed clothes in front of you."

"I don't look at it." Jiang Langting turned his back and began to check the motorcycle chain.

"It's okay, you see," Xia Shao swallowed, restraining his useless hand trembling, "They're all men." This sentence seemed to be what he said to himself to comfort himself, the voice was neither too loud nor too soft. I don't know if Jiang Langting heard it.

Just as he pulled off the sweater on his upper body, a string of static electricity crackled his ears.

He habitually raised his head to look out the car window, and the sparks in his sight also exploded.

Unlike automobiles, motorcycles are driven by chains, which are often in contact with dirt and dust, so riders should check the chain before riding.

Xia Shao understands this.

But after checking one side of the chain, he had to switch to the other side. Jiang Langting naturally stood on the side facing him, squatted down, and then put his hands on the side of the wheel, his face blurred in the gap between the wheels.

He was inspecting the Ducati "Ultimate Beast". The front calipers and wheels were so densely designed that it was impossible to see where his eyes were.Xia Shao also knew that he squatted down and couldn't see what was going on inside the car window.

But it was the illusion of "seeing flowers in the fog" that made his undressing slow down by half a beat.

Putting on his riding clothes and getting out of the car, Xia Shao felt that Jiang Langting was stunned, and his eyes lingered around him, staying there for a long time unusually.

Looks good in white?

The words were still lingering in his heart, but Jiang Langting boasted directly: "You look good in white."

Xia Shao was delighted to hear it, and looked at the reflection in the window of the Mercedes-Benz for a long time, and found that it was pretty, and it was quite conspicuous.

Seeing Jiang Langting going around the Ducati wiping the car with a flannel cloth, Xia Shao asked him, "Take this one out today?"

Jiang Langting said "hmm", and threw the flannel back into the trunk, "Running the mountain road to pay for the car."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Langting fastened the belt of his riding suit, hung his helmet on the handle, raised his legs and stepped onto the back of the "Ultimate Alien Beast", bent down to wipe off the dust on the dashboard, blew lightly, and calmed down. Keep your eyes closed, and carefully study whether the status of the dashboard is right or not.

Xia Shao just rode on Little Mint and looked at him.

His eyes are still so focused, without any impurities, soft, like a man looking at his lover.

After the inspection, he straightened up and adjusted his sitting posture.

Jiang Langting, who didn't wear camouflage pants and leather boots, didn't look so wild. Instead, he was immersed in it, as if someone had written a word that penetrated the back of the paper with a brush, and he didn't know which stroke of ink scratched the paper.

Jiang Langting took out an earphone from his cycling clothes and handed it to Xia Shao, "It's for riding, just wear one ear."

Xia Shao saw that a small microphone was practiced below, and asked in surprise: "Can talk?"

"Well," Jiang Langting stepped back holding the armrest, "If you have any questions, you can communicate."

"Okay, I'm still a novice." Xia Shao positioned himself very accurately.

In fact, not only motorcycles, but also cars have many unsafe factors during driving.

The new driver is also surnamed Li, and he is not very old, but Xiao Peng and Xia Shao still subconsciously call him Brother Li. This man loves AirPods when driving, and he still forgot to pick them up after telling him several times.

Thinking of this, Xia Shao said: "You usually don't wear headphones when you ride a bike?"

"Rarely," Jiang Langting said, "I will use it during competitions. Some staff will tell me the route and the situation of the competition."

This time, Jiang Langting asked Xia Shao to run ahead, and he just followed behind.The road is still the same as before, Xia Shao remembers it after running once.

Little Mint and the "Ultimate Beast" left the basement one after the other, took a long detour, picked an edge line with few cars and few people, and rushed out of the city at a slow speed.

Xia Shao used a single headset for the first time while riding a bicycle.

On the lonely and empty street, the headset brought two people closer.He heard Jiang Langting coughing under cover, breathing heavily in his helmet, and laughing when he saw himself occasionally riding out of an "S" shape... The breath sound came from the nose and throat together, and from time to time there was a "hey" .

Xia Shao couldn't tell whether he did it on purpose or not, but he was stimulated to become more motivated, determined not to let his sweetheart make fun of him again.

For safety reasons, he didn't speak to Jiang Langting either.

The wind on the street was loud, and the helmet isolated him and entered another world.

At an intersection, Xia Shao and a small sports car waited side by side for the traffic light.

Jiang Langting stopped on another straight lane, diagonally behind Xia Shao.With 40 seconds left at the red light, Xia Shao heard the sports car next to him honking its horn, and the window was pushed down, revealing the face of a boy in his early 20s with a provocative face, talking to his co-pilot companion from time to time.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Xia Shao again, and honked the horn again.

"Di-"

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Xia Shao saw that the owner of the small sports car was still looking at him, and he didn't understand why drivers nowadays insist on competing with cyclists.

The cyclist didn't respond, and the owner honked the horn again: "Di——"

"Don't pay attention to him." Jiang Langting's voice came from the headset.

There are 20 seconds left at the red light.

"Di-"

Xia Shao turned his head and saw that the owner of the car had stretched out his hand out of the window, knocking on the car door one after another, as if excited.

From Jiang Langting's point of view, Xia Shao was wearing a helmet and sitting on the little mint, like a mushroom that no one picked.The little mushroom head first turned sideways to the owner of the small sports car, and then faced the front again.

"I rolled my eyes at him." Xia Shao said viciously in the earphone.

Jiang Langting was amused when he heard it, "Why don't you raise your middle finger?"

Xia Shao has learned the essentials of traffic safety, and gritted his teeth happily: "Hmph, that's so lacking in quality."

Ten seconds to go at the red light.

"Hold on to the handrail," Jiang Langting commanded him, "Step on the gas pedal, hold down the speed, and don't exceed the limit. Put the gas on the first foot, and go straight out. Don't rush, don't compete, your car is faster than him normally."

"What about you?" Xia Shao asked.

There are three seconds left at the red light.

Jiang Langting's reassuring voice came from the earphones: "I'm behind you."

In the next second, the red light turned green, Xia Shao stared at the dashboard, gave the first kick a little harder, and took the lead before the small sports car had time to start.

Seeing that car eat ashes, Xia Shao's heart exploded.

Jiang Langting followed steadily behind, "Turn right."

"Ok!"

"If there is no car behind, change lanes, let's go another way."

"it is good!"

"It's not an example," Jiang Langting said in a heavy tone, "Racing on the road is not safe."

"Got it." Xia Shao said lightly, sounding in a good mood.

A chuckle came from the earphone again, like a feather, scratching Xia Shao's ears.He stopped talking to Jiang Langting, and devoted himself to choosing the route.

After a while, another car passed by. He was also a boy without a helmet and no protective gear. He was commonly known as the "wisp boy". He looked no older than seventeen or eighteen.

This time he was still provoking Xia Shao, ignoring Jiang Langting who was behind him, making it clear that the persimmon was being picky.

The eight-character motto "Parents and mothers are free when the accelerator is fired" resurfaced in Xia Shao's mind.

Xia Shao was obedient this time, and moved forward silently at a constant speed. He watched the kid keep overtaking his car, then braked, and then gave fuel to overtake after braking. After passing Xia Shao three or four times, he finally braked and looked back after overtaking.

Immediately afterwards, the young man feinted his shot, released his left hand and flung it back as a gesture.

Xia Shao couldn't see if it was the middle finger.

Why are there so many idiots on the road!

When he was short of breath, he heard a sudden cough in the earphone.

"The car is not bad, let's compare?" Jiang Langting dubbed the child in the earphones.

Xia Shao couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, Xia Shao learned to be good, and was very calm: "Brother won't play with you."

"Slow down, walk behind me diagonally," Jiang Langting said, "There is a traffic policeman ahead, I'll take him there."