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Wu Chu got out of the car and walked towards the front silently. The man behind him was a little lazy and said with a smile in his voice, "What's wrong?"

"Did you dislike me?"

He sighed leisurely, pretending to say: "Sure enough, what Lao Li said is right, I am now a poor wife..."

"Now it's impossible to cast a single vote..."

Before he could speak, Wu Chu in front of him stopped, and hooked his fingers at the person behind him.

The man behind him moved forward with hooked lips, and in the next second, Wu Chu was pulling the tie around his neck in front of him.

Wu Chu forced him to bow his head, squeezed one foot into his legs, pressed the person in front of him and kissed him for a long time, then wiped his mouth and said helplessly, "Vote, why don't you vote..."

Yin Jin was satisfied, and he said happily, "Kiss again."

Wu Chu complied.

So his legs never landed on the ground.

From sitting on the back of the sofa to being pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, from the floor-to-ceiling window to the bathtub, and finally on the man's shoulder, and even at the end, Wu Chu was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to light an after-event cigarette.

He arrived in S city by plane at two o'clock in the afternoon, and returned home at three o'clock, but when he woke up, it was dark outside. Looking at his phone, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

During the period, Wu Chu didn't know how long they had been doing it, he only knew that Yin Jin's mess this time was crazier and heavier than before.

Wu Chu didn't know, but Yin Jin wanted to rub this person who was cheered by countless people on the international track into his own flesh and blood.

Yin Jin felt unrealistic.

Whether it was the first sight of Wu Chu from the airport, the first words he heard Wu Chu said, or their first hug and first kiss after so long, none of them could give him a sense of truth. feel.

But it seemed that he could not truly be sure that Wu Chuping, who was sprinting on the track, had safely returned to his side until the moment they were entangled.

Those horrifying nightmares at midnight did not happen in reality. His Wu Chu still appeared in front of him in peace, instead of silently waiting for death to come in the emergency room with red lights on. .

Perhaps it was because the panic in the entanglement of love and desire was conveyed silently, Wu Chu suddenly seemed to understand something in the long silence after the man on his body was hoarse.

Wu Chu stretched out his hand, closed his eyes and silently surrounded Yin Jin.

He knows that God is always unfair. It likes to watch the life and death of various emotions, and thinks that such feelings are unforgettable enough, but it ignores that such life and death can torture the dead.

Wu Chu has long been used to resisting everything by himself. In his opinion, it is normal for life to disappear or exist on the track.

He can accept his own death on the track, but he doesn't know that there is a person whose heart is connected with him. He has flesh and blood, and he will not be able to survive.

That person was far from being able to accept his death as calmly as he did.

In the eyes of that person, his lover is still so young and so outstanding, and it is best not to appear on his lover's body for the two words of death, which carry rotten connotations.

But his lover has to face such a danger. Even though he keeps telling himself that the safety system of formula races has been greatly improved and the chance of danger has been greatly reduced in recent years, he still inevitably panics.

Wu Chu raised his head halfway, and could only wrap his arms around the neck of the person in front of him, answering the words of the person in front of him over and over again with a low and hoarse voice.

At the end, he saw the man encircling him with his eyes closed, half kneeling on the bed, and gently placed a kiss on the back of his neck, very light, like a piece of paper was finally smoothed and contained, becoming soft and quiet.

Early morning.

The eye-protecting light was turned on in the bedroom, and when Wu Chu woke up, he found that he had been cleaned, and his body was refreshed, with the fragrance of the shower gel that the two of them used at home.

He leaned lazily on the head of the bed, and after a while, he bent down and picked up a pair of trousers, put them on, and walked towards the bedroom door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw a mass of black thing flashing past and rushing under the sofa, the movement was as fast as lightning.

"Damn it, Yin Jin! There's a rat in the house!"

"Boss one!"

Wu Chu howled, sounding extraordinarily excited and excited.

If he is not at home, the house will be in chaos!

Sure enough, this family still cannot do without him!

Yin Jin was cooking in the kitchen, and only had time to raise his head when he heard the words, and the next second he heard a shrill cat meow and Wu Chu's screech.

2 minute later.

On the sofa in the living room, there is a cat squatting on one side and a person squatting on the other.

"This thing is so ugly, did you really pick it up?"

Yin Jin patted Wu Chu's butt, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know who it is, who keeps the window of his room open all day long, just waiting for this cat to come in."

Wu Chu said seriously without blinking an eye: "Nonsense, I was busy at that time, and I didn't have time to close the window."

The black cat didn't know if it understood Wu Chu's saying that it was ugly, and raised its neck and barked at Wu Chu several times.

Wu Chu laughed and said, "Look at it, it still doesn't admit that it's ugly."

"The head is big, the eyes are small, and it looks black. Those who don't know it think it's a big mouse."

Yin Jin stretched out his hand and scratched the black cat's chin, and said with a smile in his eyes, "I wanted to come back to give you a surprise."

Who knew that when they got home and entered the door, the two of them didn't stop the car, they got all the way from the entrance to the bedroom door, and the sky was so dark that no one heard the sound of the black cat grabbing the bedroom door.

The black cat tilted its head and rubbed against Yin Jin's wrist, looking very cute.

Wu Chu looked itchy, and wanted to reach out to touch the black cat just around the corner. Unexpectedly, when he stretched out his hand, he was not scratched by the cat.

He was a little dazed, and cautiously put his hand on the cat's back, but he didn't expect that the black cat tilted its head and licked him hesitantly and with some reluctance.

Wu Chu's whole body was stiff, he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to breathe, he whispered: "Why isn't it afraid of me?"

Could it be because the cat's physique changed after he walked through the gate of hell last year?

Yin Jin didn't explain, but picked up the cat, threw it into his arms, and said calmly, "Play with it yourself."

"After playing enough, wash your hands and come over to eat."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the kitchen, his back looked very calm.

It seemed that he was so awesome that he could do things that even Shen Qiuze couldn't do back then.

He couldn't see the embarrassment of collecting Wu Chu's clothes back then, squatting on the ground and letting the black cat sniff him patiently, and taking the black cat to recognize people for a long time.

Wu Chu's eyes were so bright that he sat on the sofa with the cat in his arms, and rubbed his head against the cat vigorously with joy.

After waiting for a while, I excitedly posted the first content on my social software, wishing to tell the whole world that I had a cat.

Two hours later, there was no place for Yin Jin on the sofa in the living room, only the big-headed black cat and Wu Chu coaxing the black cat.

Yin Jin was sitting on the carpet, processing company documents with a laptop computer with no expression on his face, listening to Wu Chu's voice to the black cat so gentle that it could drip water.

Coaxing and kissing, it seems that she is in love.

Finally, Wu Chu who was enjoying himself raised his head and called Yin Jin who was sitting on the carpet.

Yin Jin raised his head and started to close the laptop computer, planning to have a good time with his lover on the sofa, when Wu Chu said in high spirits, "Shall we buy cat toys for it tomorrow?"

"..."

"Wait, let's forget it, I'm only on vacation for a few days..."

Yin Jin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the person in front of him had finally enlightened, and heard Wu Chu continue: "I can buy more online."

Yin Jin: "..."

He got up expressionlessly, and said calmly while hugging the cat, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and it's going to sleep."

The black cat nestled comfortably in Wu Chu's arms barked twice, and was taught by Yin Jin with a blank face: "other people's cats don't stay up late, why do you stay up late?"

Black Cat: "..."

Yin Jin carried the cat back to the cat nest, and the sofa was finally vacant. He sat down on the sofa with satisfaction, looked at Wu Chu pillowing on his lap and asked him, "When did you bring the cat back?" ?”

Yin Jin stretched out his hand to brush away the black hair on Wu Chu's eyebrows and said lazily: "You carried it back when you went to the competition."

Wu Chu smiled and said, "No wonder I kiss you so much."

"Stray cats are more aggressive. I wanted to buy you a cat with a better personality."

"But when I went back to look at the rental house that day, I ran into the cat, and my whole body was injured."

Yin Jin curled Wu Chu's black hair with his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "I don't know how to bring it back."

At that time, the assistant had already found a lot of docile and cute cats for him. Yin Jin didn't consider bringing back stray cats with fierce nature, after all, Wu Chu had never been very fond of cats and dogs.

Yin Jin was afraid that after bringing back the ferocious stray cat, Wu Chu could only look at it but not touch it, and became very greedy.

But he looked at the wounded black cat next to the trash can, limped and gave him a warning, his eyes were vigilant and fierce, somehow he thought of Wu Chu.

He thought of Wu Chu who was standing in the living room with wet body on a heavy rainy day, indifferent and vigilant, and Wu Chu who was sitting in the narrow living room with red eyes, bowed body trying to suppress choked sobs.

Finally, he brought the black cat back, smelling Wu Chu's clothes one by one with it, and patiently took it to recognize Wu Chu's appearance.

He taught the cat how to live a good life in this house. He obviously has a lot of cleanliness, but he took the trouble to correct the habit of this stray cat time and time again.It was as if he was making up for not being able to treat Wu Chu well when he saw Wu Chu for the first time.

Yin Jin gently stroked Wu Chu's black hair, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Don't you think it resembles you?"

Wu Chu grabbed the man's finger, played with it and said, "I don't think so."

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

Wu Chu said bluntly, "Its head is too big."

Yin Jin laughed, clasped Wu Chu's fingers together and said, "Who said you look like its head?"

Wu Chu changed into a more comfortable posture, and said with a little sleepiness: "The others are not like..."

Yin Jin didn't speak, but gently stroked Wu Chu's earlobe with the other hand, but said in a low voice with a smile: "He looks like a murderer."

Wu Chu muttered a few words drowsily, and he yawned, then lay comfortably on the man's lap and closed his eyes.

It seemed that the mentality that had been tense for so long finally relaxed completely at this moment, and the word "comfortable" was revealed even in the hair of the whole person.

Those honorary applause and flowers came too fast and too fast, and the screams and cheers on the track also came too fast, and the young driver known as the dark horse was praised too high.

The living room was very quiet, with only the slight sound of the central air conditioner operating. Yin Jin adjusted his sitting posture to make the person below him sleep more comfortably.

After a while, he carefully and gently picked up the person on the sofa, and walked towards the bedroom. Hearing the person in his arms mumble unconsciously, the hand hanging in mid-air subconsciously groped for his wrist, and clasped it before He closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Yin Jin stopped in his tracks, remembering that Wu Chu was in the narrow rental house, turning cheap cigarette packs, raised his eyes and told him seriously that he would not be like Wu Zongsheng and the others in the future.

One day, he will tell the people he likes that they will have a home.

He will be very good to him, better than to himself.

Now Wu Chu has indeed done it.

They have a home, and he treats him very well, better than himself.

The insured person on all his private high-risk sports insurance is Yin Jin, and he almost gives everything he can to another person in this family.

What he didn't know was that he was also the insured person in all accident insurances of another person, and that person gave almost all he could to his young lover.

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Winter three years later.

S City Airport.

The man in the wheelchair has a handsome face, his lips are a bit dull, his pale green eyes are like a piece of tranquil emerald, and he is quietly looking up at the pedestrians coming and going at the airport.

There is a red string tied around his wrist, and under the red string is an old amulet that looks like it has been rubbed many times.

Chu E didn't know why she didn't wait in the VIP room at the airport, but went to the exit of a certain flight unknowingly.

He didn't know why he was going to country A, as if there was a voice in his heart telling him that he must go.

But country A doesn't have any special attractions that interest him, only the World Formula One Championship that just ended not long ago is worth mentioning. He is completely unfamiliar with this aspect, and he only vaguely remembers that this year's champion is a very young The Huaguo driver seems to be surnamed Wu.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, and Chu E lowered his eyes in a trance, only feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something, and it seemed that he hadn't.

Pedestrians around the airport were in a hurry. The man with green eyes was sitting in a wheelchair. When he passed by someone, he suddenly stopped and left. The man's pale face was in a daze, and he subconsciously stopped the boy.

The boy was wearing a mask and a silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand holding the suitcase. Hearing this, he stopped and turned his head to look at him.

His brows and eyes are a little sharp, and he doesn't look very good at talking.

Chu E's heart was beating a little fast, and she said in a low voice to the black-haired boy who also stopped: "Hi, may I know you?"

And the boy in the white double-sided lamb coat in front of him looked at him, shook his head slightly, then raised his legs and walked forward. His strides were long, as if someone was waiting for him.

Chu E curled up her fingertips and lowered her eyes, feeling a little pain in her heart.

He was in a daze as if he was standing in a vast white mist, and only vaguely heard a few immature voices saying to him: "I will protect you from now on."

"They dare not bully you again."

"Don't be afraid."

The winter clouds in City S couldn't cover the sun, and the clouds crossed the golden edge, spreading out the entire sky with brilliance.

The man in the wheelchair had a pale face, a ruby ​​on his thumb, and pale lips. In the silence, he lowered his head and said to himself in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

In the stream of people coming and going behind him, the tall and straight man in a black coat took over the suitcase of the boy in the white double-sided lamb coat, and naturally held the boy's hand, pressing the two silver rings together.

"That person asked for your autograph just now?"

"...No, it's someone I know."

"Big Head knew you were coming back this morning, so he was so excited."

"It's called Dahei, you can't call it a big head, if you keep calling it a big head, its head will grow bigger..."

"Okay, okay, don't call it a big head..."

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