Could You Not Tease Me?

Maddie looked at Hunter angrily: "What do you mean I will stab you with a table knife?"

"This is the best! I don't want to hear the media saying that our team is not united and the drivers have internal strife!"

"No, we are very united." Hunter looked at McGrady with the corner of his mouth pulled.

"Ah!" Maddy suddenly shouted.

"what happened?"

"Evan Hunter! How dare you kick my ankle!"

"Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I just want to straighten my legs out of habit!"

Who told me to have long legs!no way!

McGrady threw the cutlery away, got up angrily and walked away.

Hunter felt refreshed again.

But also because of this, I have to be cautious.

From practice to qualifying to the race, every step must be done carefully.

After the refreshment, the mood became heavy again.

The convoy set off for the UK, and it was already early morning when it arrived in London.

Hunter, who had taken a nap on the plane, was not sleepy at all.

Lying in the hotel room, looking at the ceiling, Hunter exhaled.

Playing Xiao Xiao Le for more than ten minutes did not make him sleepy, but made him more awake.

Otherwise... search for a movie to watch?

Ah, by the way, which movie did Winston imitate when he drove a Ferrari to scare himself?

"It seems to be called "Rapid Murder"?"

Hunter leaned against the head of the bed and started searching.

Unexpectedly, this movie is still a little famous, and has won several independent film awards, and the protagonists are really two racing drivers, one of which is actually Hunter.

"Hey, interesting."

The story is about two racing drivers who have been rivals for more than ten years, but they are friends who know each other best in the world.They will encourage each other during the season, and they will also fish, travel and train together during the offseason.The picture at the front of the movie is fairly bright and soft.

Hunter couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

This was the life he expected for himself with Winston.

But everything changed when the racing driver Hunter was injured in an accident during the race.Hunter had to withdraw from Formula One and planned to move to Iceland with his family to live a life without the hustle and bustle of the engine, leaving the track and loneliness to another protagonist, Zero.

After that season, Zero, as usual, drove Hunter to a suburban cabin for what would be their last vacation together.

When night fell and Hunter found that Zero's route was not the same as before, he became worried.

"Do you like me to be gentle or rough?"

"What kind of handcuffs do you like?"

"Would you like a thinner whip, or a thicker one?"

Zero's profile was gloomy and crazy, making Hunter shudder.

It turns out that Zero has always loved Hunter, and the accumulation of years can't find an outlet for release.He had been patient until this time, when Hunter really wanted to leave his life, his madness broke out, and he locked the disabled Hunter in a certain basement.

Hunter in the movie initially thought that as long as he endured it, Zero would slowly regain his senses, but Zero intensified until Hunter couldn't bear it anymore and stabbed him to death with a letter opener.

Zero was bleeding profusely, but Hunter did not run away, but pressed his chest hard.

"Great...Great...I can finally stop loving you..."

Zero closed his eyes, and Hunter finally understood that all this was designed by Zero to let Hunter kill himself.

In the end, it was Hunter who dragged Zero into the car they had been driving on the trip, gently buckled him up, and headed for the end of the road at full speed.

I am lonely without you.

If there is only loneliness, I would rather be destroyed.

When the final music played, Hunter blinked.

"Fuck! What kind of movie is this!"

The first half is warm, the middle is scary, and at the end...

What he felt was fear.

Really, the fear of being alone.

Hunter let out a breath.

"It's over, it's over, it's even more difficult to sleep like this!"

Fortunately, the team was still preparing for the next day and did not make it to the practice session.

After eating breakfast with a sluggish look, Hunter told Marcus that he was still jet-lagged and needed to catch up on sleep.

"Ah? Jet lag?" Marcus couldn't believe it at all, "You sleep when you want to sleep, since when did jet lag become a problem for you?"

But he could see that Hunter was indeed sleepy.

"Then you'd better get a good night's sleep."

Hunter returned to the room and fell on the bed. Before he could close his eyes, the phone rang.

Looking at it again, it was an unfamiliar number, and just about to press it, he felt curious about who called him.

"Hi, this is Evan Hunter."

"Which hotel are you in?" A cool voice came along with the radio waves.

Hunter's shoulders tightened.

It's Winston!

Wait, how did he have his own cell phone number?It's like he never gave it to him.

Ah... Forget it, my mobile phone number is not a secret.Just ask any Marcus crew and you'll get it.

"Luna Hotel. There should be other teams choosing this place."

"Me too. Do you want to go for a morning run together?"

"Morning run? Forget it...I want to sleep now."

"What did you do last night?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hunter felt that Winston's voice, if it was mild just now, could be described as icy cold now.

"I saw that movie you mentioned - Speedy Murder! If I knew the ending was like this, I definitely wouldn't watch it!"

"So you don't resent the feelings of those two drivers, but care about the ending."

"My god... is that called having feelings? That's called hurting each other! And what the hell are those professional film critics writing! What souls are struggling in reality! If Zero tells Hunter directly, don't leave me, Please keep looking at me, I think if we are together, we won't be like that in the end!" Hunter began to complain crazily.

"Hmm." Winston responded lightly.

"But what really scares people is not what happened when Zero locked Hunter in the basement..."

"Then what is it?"

"Of course it's the theme—loneliness. Because he was afraid of loneliness, Zero needed Hunter. Also because he was afraid of loneliness, Hunter didn't resist Zero at first, because...he didn't want to lose him. And the most annoying Yes, why is the protagonist also called Hunter! It made me dream again and again at night, dreaming that I was locked in the basement!"

"It's just a movie."

"That's right...it's just a movie..." Hunter breathed out, "But the feeling of chatting with you on the phone like this is really novel. Do you know what bet I made with McGrady?"

"What bet?"

"I will get at least No.6 in the UK station."

"What's the stake?"

"There's no bet, that he won't spray shit on me again. It's just that I find it very difficult."

Hunter did not say that the bet was actually about Winston.

"Which room are you in?"

"1665. What's wrong?"

"Open the door."

Hunter sat up abruptly in bed.

No way?Was Winston just outside his door?

Opening the door, he saw Winston standing there in his sportswear. He should have just finished his morning jog.

Hunter foolishly took half a step back to let the other party in.

There was only one double bed in this room, and Hunter's changed clothes were scattered on the sofa.

Hunter scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed.

If he had known that Winston would come, he would have packed up like the wind.

But on second thought... Forget it!

He is like this, it is not good to let the other party know earlier.

Winston did not comment on the untidy beauty of Hunter's room, but sat down on the edge of the bed.

"As long as you play normally, you should have no problem getting No.6."

"Really?"

"Hmm." Winston patted the seat next to him, motioning for Hunter to sit down, "Let's compete."

"Okay."

Hunter knew that Winston wanted to analyze the track characteristics and overtaking strategy for himself.

He closed his eyes and listened to Winston's voice as before.Obviously I have never been on the Silverstone circuit, but I feel very familiar with it, as if I have run on it countless times.

Not only the track, Winston even analyzed for him Enzo of Lotus, Duchovny of McLaren, Kerte of Williams, and the Sauber team that he failed to overtake last time. Donald's technical characteristics are how he should overtake in which corner he imagines.

"These...experiences are you teaching me like this?"

"I don't teach you, you can get it yourself in the end. It's better to save my time waiting for you."

said Winston.

"Ah... I feel like if I don't finish in the top six, I'm a sinner in Formula [-]!"

Winston's presence reassured him inexplicably.Hunter narrowed his eyes and yawned.

He fell backwards, curled up slowly, and said vaguely, "Winston...why do you think...you are so kind to me?"

There are so many people in this world, so many great drivers, why did you choose me?

Winston propped himself on the mattress and leaned towards him slowly, stroking his brow with his fingers.

"Because I'm here because of you."

Hunter had already let out a steady breath and fell asleep.

In a blur, he felt something soft and warm gently sticking from the tip of his brow to the corner of his lips, circling him.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: There are so many great drivers, why choose me?

Winston: Come here a little bit, I'll tell you.

Hunter: Shit!Where are you touching me!Fuck!Where are you licking me!go away!