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If at the end of the year, everyone had an award for "Death Moment of the Year", Xia Shao would definitely award it to the present.

As if he and Ying Yuchen were unwilling to face the reality, they kept lying on the ground in a tacit understanding.

Forget it, anyway, today is a death anyway.

Xia Shao couldn't figure out how to speak, so he simply chose to put the goggles on.After adjusting the goggles, he lowered his eyes, his fingers fluttered under his chin, and he undid the buckle of the lightweight helmet without making a sound.

The breathing sound of Ying and Chen echoed in the spacious corridor.Xia Shao calmed down instead, and the subordinate Ying and the minister were the most nervous.

Carrying the garbage bag, He Qing didn't intend to stop and scold anyone, her eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them...

Finally, it lightly landed on Xia Shao's eyes that were left in the goggles.

He Qing didn't say much, didn't bluff, and chose to remain calm uncharacteristically.

He lifted the things in his hand, glanced at the elevator door, and said, "I'm going to throw out the trash, you two go into the room first."

"..." Ying, Chen and Xia Shao were silent.

"It's so cold in the corridor." He Qing stopped after walking a few steps, turned her head and smiled at her two younger brothers.

A gust of wind passed through the corridor.

Ying Yuchen was the first to stand up, picked up the bag of fried chicken that was thrown on the ground, and dragged Xia Shao into the house.

As soon as they entered the room, Ying and Chen rubbed their sore arms from the fall, and said to Xia Shao, "Do you think his smile was colder just now?"

Xia Shao continued to remain silent: "..."

Clearing his throat, he put the helmet on the table in the living room at home, leaned over and asked Ying Yuchen, "Why are you so nervous?"

"Do you know our family's continuous sitting system?" Ying Yuchen made a gesture of wiping his neck, looked up to the sky and rolled his eyes, pretending to be dead, Chao Xia Shao winked, "I will be decapitated!"

As he said that, Ying Yuchen wanted to grab Xia Shao's red ears, Xia Shao hid while laughing, and held up the helmet to put it on Ying Yuchen's head, "Believe it or not, I will put the helmet on your head now Come on, and it looks like you're riding a motorcycle!"

"Come on..." Ying Yuchen hesitated, sitting on the edge of the sofa with his neck curled up, "Do you believe my brother can cut me from the east to the west?"

Outside the door, He Qing put the packed garbage bags in the garbage collection place in the corridor, hesitating how to enter the house.

To be honest, my cousin is so old, I know what to do, no matter how much I am considered a "brother", and he is of the same generation, I can only remind one or two things.

He Qing is close to Xia Shao, knowing that Xia Shao's usual life seems glamorous but boring, and suddenly finds a high-risk pleasure, and does not know whether it is good or bad for a while.

Besides, he has also played racing cars himself, and had accidents of all sizes...

He has no right to say anything.

Thinking of the blood in the driver's seat and the whiteness of the blanket in the hospital at that time, the sound of the engine seemed to roar past in my mind again.

He Qing couldn't help but her scalp tingling, she was very afraid that the same scene would happen to her younger brother again.

He was also interested in motorcycles before, and he was chased and chased away by his father for several days. He never knew where he took an old group photo that had turned yellow, and said, look, this, this, it’s all you who have never seen it before. The uncles I met were all playing with motorcycles, so I lost it...

What's more, someone's son was so good and so good, but he didn't listen to his family's advice, drove the car at night, and died on which road.

He Qing didn't care about it at the time, and felt that this kind of thing had nothing to do with him, but when it happened to the people around him, he still felt scared when he thought of the accident he had.

But he understands that people always have to live for what their heart wants.

As soon as he entered the room, He Qing unbuttoned the sweater to dissipate the heat, raised his chin and said in greeting: "Your servant."

"Here!" The unrelated idler who was called out quickly got up, holding half a freshly torn chicken leg in his hand.

"You go into the room," poured a cup of hot coffee, He Qing pursed the corners of her lips, "I have something to tell Xiao Shao."

This response is different from Chen's, Xia Shao is a brother and sister, taking this opportunity to grab Xia Shao's face that is too soft, pick up the leftover fried chicken on the table and run away to the bedroom.

The reason Ying Yuchen gave was: What a pity that you have to talk about it!

Xia Shao couldn't resist, so he could only sit on the sofa and stare at him desperately.

His heart was beating faster, and he wiped the sweat covered by the helmet.The broken hair sticking to his forehead was all messed up.

He Qing sat down on the sofa, pulled a piece of toilet paper and handed it to Xia Shao, "Wipe off your sweat."

Because they were close enough, He Qing didn't talk nonsense with Xia Shao, and got closer and said seriously: "I knew that you went to Macau definitely not just because you want to broadcast a show. Are you really playing?"

"Yeah." Xia Shao nodded.

"How long have you been playing?" He Qing frowned, "Recently, motorcycle inspections in the city have been very strict. It was said that it was a few days ago... Are you okay on the road?"

Xia Shao was taken aback for a moment, completely unaware that He Qing was not only not angry, but also asked him questions about going on the road.

He thought about how to organize his words, and sat next to He Qing as if trying to comfort him, and said, "It's been almost three months since I touched the car until I could play with it...but don't worry, brother, I The usual riding time is not long."

He Qing lowered her head and rubbed her sore palms, then raised her eyes, "Liu An took you?"

"No..." Xia Shao shook his head and asked puzzledly, "Why do you say it's Sister An?"

"Before she was in the media, she was the director of the second-hand car trading market in a local online forum," He Qing said, "I know her, so I handed you over to her."

Xia Shao really didn't expect Liu An to have such a paragraph.

In this way, it is natural for Liu An to know Jiang Langting.

"What car?" He Qing suddenly said.

Xia Shao replied honestly: "Haojue Suzuki."

"Change to a BMW? It has better safety performance," He Qing said in a gentle voice, squinting slightly, "By the way, is your Suzuki green?"

"Yeah." Xia Shao nodded in a daze.

So it was discovered so early?

"Oh...then I've seen it before," He Qing said, "One time when I went home to get some things, I saw a Suzuki with a very special color parked downstairs. I didn't expect it to be your car."

"It's mine." Xia Shao could only answer like this.

"You really don't want to change cars?"

"...?"

Already ready to be scolded bloody, Xia Shao didn't know why but was asked if he wanted to buy a new car instead.

He sat up straight and shook his head: "No need, bro, my Suzuki rides pretty well."

He Qing patted him on the shoulder, with worried eyes, "Your riding... I don't really want to restrain you. If you are after speed, I'll change a Lambo for you to play with. Can the motorcycle Touch it or not. But this is your hobby, I can't force you to ask anything."

He paused, and wanted to talk about letting Xia Shao change his car again, "I remember that BMW released a new car this year..."

He Qing was half-spoken, but stopped her voice, and when she raised her eyes again, her gaze was different again.

Looking at He Qing's eyes, Xia Shao was a little scared: "Brother..."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that He Qing's eyes were a little red.

"Have you really thought about it?" He heard He Qing ask.

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"You really think about it?"

Meng Qianze, who flew back from Macau, also asked the same question.

It was already dark on the river, and there were two people sitting quietly in the outdoor poolside hookah bar at the entrance of MBAR.

Meng Qianze came back in a hurry. As soon as he landed, he walked from the airport to the riverside in the city, and left his luggage at the bar counter.

He waited for Jiang Langting at the door with a cigarette in his mouth for a while, Xin Lie happened to come out to check the parking space at the door, bumped into Meng Qianze, then turned around and hurried upstairs to call the boss, Jiang Langting came out with a box of wine When they got up and down, seeing Meng Qianze's angry face, he took the initiative to find a place to have a good talk.

Jiang Langting made the tea and put it aside, then tested the temperature of the cocktail glass with the back of his hand.

Meng Qianze saw one head and two big, and the more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand. He asked, "You don't want to go to the cross-country race? Why, are you tired?"???? "It's not boring." Jiang Langting said.

"why?"

"As I said, my wish is fulfilled," Jiang Langting said flatly, "There is no competition worth my time."

Meng Qianze rushed this way as soon as he got off the plane, and what he heard was not Jiang Langting's words, "Jiang Er, you performed very well in Guia, and even several players are asking about you in private..."

"Brother Meng." A slightly tired voice.

"You have done well in the Grand Race. The team said that they had a talk with you once and wanted to sign a contract, but you refused. I am not here to be a lobbyist this time, but I feel that it is a pity that you gave up the competition like this. Didn't you always want to Are you going to be a professional?" Meng Qianze saw that Jiang Langting's tone was not as tough as before, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue, "When you met me in Longquan Mountain back then, what did you tell me?"

"To die is to die on the track."

Jiang Langting was young and frivolous at the time, and met Meng Qianze, who had already turned into an old fritter, in Longquan Mountain. Ducati fought Honda. In the words of the team, if you want to speed up the race, the wheels can dance Sparks come.A few years have passed, Meng Qianze's Honda has changed to double R, and Jiang Langting's Ducati is still Ducati.

Also, it's always been said in circles that knights put away their swords when they get married.But Jiang Langting didn't have a family, so it's impossible for him to start a family in this situation.

Meng Qianze couldn't understand it, because he himself was a person who lived in no fixed place.

Sometimes I go out to run on the road, take dry food and ride all the way, rest wherever I go, and my mentality gradually changes.In the beginning, I had to find a hotel to stay overnight, but now I just take it easy, take a tent and find a place to build a nest, and I can continue to ride after dawn.

"I understand what you said, Brother Meng." Jiang Langting understands that his teammates cherish talents, "But if you are not alone, you will always have concerns."

He only felt that the motorcycle keys in his trouser pocket seemed to be hot and swollen, ready to jump out of his clothes at any time.

"What are you worried about? Doesn't your little partner also play with you? He has been addicted to you, and if he falls in love, he will be quit?" Meng Qianze really couldn't figure out what Jiang Langting meant. , I was not sure what to say, and my tone was a little tougher: "Then what will you do if you break up? Of course, I will definitely welcome you if you want to come back, but you can't do this because of feelings..."

"No way." Jiang Langting interrupted him.

"How do you know?" Meng Qianze laughed.

Jiang Langting was stunned, and he didn't know where his confidence in refuting Meng Qianze just now came from, but he just felt so.

The more Meng Qianze thought about it, the more he felt it was a pity, and he tried to persuade him, "Jiang Er, are you talking with that little anchor? Is it too early to be in such a hurry to change your mind for others?"

"It will be a new year in two days, and we have to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new."

Jiang Langting pointed his finger on the table, held the moderately warm teacup in his palm, stroked the embossed pattern on it carefully, and said in a low voice: "I've drunk too much wine, I need some tea to cultivate myself."

Seeing that persuasion was hopeless, Meng Qianze sighed and said, "Do you still drink?"

"You can keep the wine, but the tea can't be cold."

"You really think about it?"

"Quitting is good for your health."

Jiang Langting left this sentence when he left.

Back in the office, he ate the lunch brought by Xin Lie.

The newly researched dishes in the kitchen are always for him to taste. Jiang Langting feels like vomiting these days, and he really doesn't understand why young people like to eat noodles and dumplings in nightclubs nowadays.

Xia Shao also seems to like noodles and dumplings.

He flipped through the calendar and sent a WeChat message to Xia Shao:

——How do you spend New Years Eve?

When Xia Shao received the message, Xiao Peng had just booked a plane ticket to Shenzhen.It is said that there is a Weibo annual New Year's Eve over there, and Xia Shao must appear as a heavyweight guest.

Xia Shao looked at the work information that Xiao Peng had sent, and felt the urge to refund the ticket and push back the event, but he couldn't.

"Xiao Peng," Xia Shao turned the stool in the dressing room around, and elbowed the person who was scratching his hair on the side, "you said... who asked about the New Year's arrangements, what do you mean? Want to spend New Years Eve with me?"

"of course not!"

Xiao Peng burst his happiness bubble with a smile, and pretended to be fierce: "You have activities in Shenzhen on the night of New Year's Eve."

On the second night in Shenzhen, Xia Shao found that the whole city had already fallen into the New Year's Eve entertainment atmosphere.

After attending the event at ten o'clock in the evening, he wore the strange costume made by the company, swayed his tail, and smiled stiffly under the spotlight with his red hair on his top.At times like New Year's Eve, when there is traffic jam everywhere, Xia Shao simply chooses to stay alone in the hotel past midnight.After all, the New Year's Eve is only a few minutes of excitement, and a few sighs are over.

Year by year.

A lot of people came to the event, including another racing driver who had finished in the Gran Race at the time.

During the media interview, the racing driver was arranged to interact with Xia Shao. The two exchanged a few words of courtesy, and the other party suddenly started to say that he usually likes to watch Xia Shao's programs and has seen the helmet with a red rose painted on it. I didn't expect to see it again at the Grand Race.

"Anchor Xia!"

The contestant recalled his sense of running away from home, and said softly, "Since they are all contestants who like to watch anchor Xia's programs, can you give me one too?"

After he finished speaking, seeing that Xia Shao pursed his lips and didn't intend to reply, he hurriedly said: "Just kidding, I don't necessarily want to give it away!"

"..." Xia Shao couldn't understand this kind of person who made a joke and wanted to step down for himself.

He chose not to talk!

See who is embarrassed.

In the evening, Xia Shao was sent back to the hotel by the car arranged by the organizer.A host friend wanted to talk to him, so he asked if he wanted to go to a nightclub together. To be honest, Xia Shao hesitated for a moment, just because the place of invitation was a "nightclub".

Jiang Langting must be very busy on the New Year's Eve night, and MBAR's business must be very good.Perhaps the entire backstage was extremely busy, and Jiang Langting would greet the new year with the DJ and waiters.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Shao felt a little jealous.

After returning to the hotel, he ordered a piece of cherry mousse cake at the dessert station next to the concierge downstairs, and planned to take it back to the room and put a candle in it, as if it was New Year's Eve.

From the moment he entered the room, Xia Shao took off his coat, sweater, shirt, trousers, shoes, etc., all over the place, his coat was thrown on the TV cabinet, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Stepping barefoot on the carpet in the room is like sinking into a sunlit beach.

Xia Shao had just taken a shower and changed into a bathrobe when the doorbell rang suddenly.

He opened the door.

"Why are you here..." Xia Shao forgot that this was the door of a room that could be photographed by surveillance cameras, and he didn't lower his volume for a moment, his mouth was suddenly covered.

The one standing outside was none other than his boyfriend whom he had to avoid.

He tightened his brows, stared at Jiang Langting in full armor for a long while, and then tapped the man's palm with the tip of his tongue.

"Don't worry, no one is following me," Jiang Langting said first when he entered the door, and lowered his head to kiss Xia Shao's eyebrows, "I was careful all the way."

Before this person appeared, Xia Shao was still worried about what to do if it was too obvious, and there were a bunch of cute people there every day digging for candy, some details so that Xia Shao didn't even know it had happened.

But as soon as the person appeared in front of his eyes, Xia Shao felt that he could do anything.

Shocked, Xia Shao put his hand against Jiang Langting's chest, looked at his tightly wrapped body and face, and couldn't help laughing, "Why didn't you say it in advance?"

Jiang Langting put his arms around his waist, "Wouldn't it be better to give a surprise?"