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There was a long and oppressive silence on the other end of the phone, only the faint sound of electricity came from the other end of the phone.

Yin Jin, who was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, listened to the suppressed breathing on the other end of the phone, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and said casually, "Are you his boyfriend who broke up in China?"

Shen Qiuze's face suddenly darkened, what does this mean?

What is a boyfriend who has broken up in China?

The casual tone of the person on the other side was calm, as if he had known about his existence for a long time, and asked him questions like a righteous lord.

Shen Qiuze grabbed the phone's knuckles and pressed them hard until they turned white. He listened to the extremely harsh words of the man opposite, and said in a cold voice without any emotion: "This is our private matter."

When he said the next few words, Shen Qiuze's tone was as if it had been frozen: "Give him the phone, and I will tell him personally."

Yin Jin laughed. He looked at the phone screen cracked into spider cracks on the coffee table in front of him, and said gracefully, "He's not free."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly without giving any response to the person opposite.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Jin switched the phone back to the Xiaoxiaole page, swiped his fingers a few times, and happily listened to the game sound effects in the game happily broadcasting the pass of the level, and sneered thinking about the cold voice of the man on the phone just now. .

What the hell.

An ex-boyfriend was still putting on a show in front of him.

He didn't care whether the little white flower broke up with Wu Chu sincerely or not, but he knew that he, Yin Jin, had pried out the word "breakup" from Wu Chu's mouth with his own ability, so don't expect him to send her away again. go back.

Between the two of them was a steel bar made of cement by Yue Lao, and he, Yin Jin, could smash the steel bar to pieces.

The man on the sofa gracefully switched back to the call record and deleted the call record just now.

In the hotel suite, Shen Qiuze's chest was heaving violently, his eyes were full of sternness, he gritted his teeth and wondered when such a person appeared beside Wu Chu?

Being able to be beside Wu Chu, using Wu Chu's mobile phone, talking to him like this.

Shen Qiuze couldn't even control himself thinking, in the hotel that the man talked about, did Wu Chu just take a shower and coax the people beside him?

A few minutes later, Shen Qiuze slammed the phone on the bedside table, making a loud noise.

The man in the bathrobe had a gloomy face, staring at the mobile phone that rolled from the bedside table onto the carpet for more than ten minutes, but finally got out of bed and picked up the mobile phone.

Shen Qiuze didn't believe that Wu Chu would really let that man do this.

He didn't even believe that Wu Chu would choose to ignore his call.

It took him two years to leave a deep enough mark in Wu Chu's heart. With Wu Chu's character, it was absolutely impossible for that mark to be covered by other people in just a few months.

Shen Qiuze took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and waited for the phone call.

---

Hanging chairs are hung on the terrace of the hotel. The slightly cold night wind makes people feel chilly. There are several cans of beer beside the hanging chairs. Wu Chu looks at the night sky. The night is not completely dark, but is slightly glowing near the horizon. Bright, looking over the foggy ground.

But there are still a few stars hanging in the night, next to the cold moon.

Wu Chu looked at those stars and thought of Chu E today.

Chu E's knuckles still felt cold on the back of his hand, as if being entangled by a suffocating python, and a pair of pale green eyes stared at him intently.

The glass door of the terrace was pulled open, Wu Chu didn't look back, but heard a man's voice behind him asking him, "What are you doing?"

Yin Jin sat on the chair next to the hanging chair, looking at Wu Chu in a sweater with several cans of beer in front of him, with his long legs resting in the air.

Wu Chu glanced at Yin Jin, who was buttoned up to his collar and stretched out his hand towards the beer. He said lazily, "What are you doing? You can choke on a cigarette."

"You still want to drink?"

The boy crushed the can of beer he had drunk, threw it on the table and said to the man, "I don't take care of drunks."

Yin Jin looked at the several cans of soda cans stumbling around in front of him. He looked at these beers, which he didn't even count as appetizers, and said slowly: "Why do you want to drink all of a sudden?"

Wu Chu didn't speak, just looked at the few scattered stars in the sky, thinking about Chu E's pale green eyes full of madness and paranoia in the car window.

After a long time, Wu Chu, who was sitting on the hanging chair, said: "I used to have a friend who played very well."

Childhood feelings are naive and sincere, and children who grow up in big families are always much precocious than ordinary children.

They also tend to be much more lonely than ordinary children.

The other person Wu Chu didn't know, but he thought so when he was by Chu E's side when he was a child.

Yin Jin raised his eyes and looked at Wu Chu, who was sitting on the hanging chair, who was slightly bent over. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his voice didn't sound emotional, but it was inexplicably depressed.

It's not like talking about family members before.

Before Wu Chu talked about the people in his family, whether it was his father or his elder brother, his expression was very calm, as if he was casually talking about something that he had always accepted calmly.

But the expression he was talking about now was not so calm, as if he had dug out something buried in his heart again, with a smell of dust.

Yin Jin just looked at him quietly, watched Wu Chu take a sip of wine in silence, thought for a while and continued: "It's the very good kind."

Fortunately, no one thought at the beginning that they would fall apart like this in the end.

It's like a piece of glass was pierced by a bullet passing through it rapidly, bursting suddenly, and shattered into countless fine pieces of glass, which made people frightened.

It even ended in a farce.

In the end, the relationship ended when he was forced by the cold-eyed Wu Han to apologize to Chu E on the hospital bed in the hospital, just to calm the anger of the Chu family.

After all, the eyeballs they held in their hands, the heirs of the entire family, escaped the densely guarded bodyguards for Wu Chu Hospital, and waited for Wu Chu in the rain for more than two hours.

directly lead to the deterioration of the condition.

Thinking of this, Wu Chu took a sip of wine, and he said in melancholy, "Do you know what I regret most now?"

Yin Jin looked at him, trying to comfort the boy with his lonely expression, but just as the words of comfort came to his lips, Wu Chu regretted: "What I regret the most now is that I didn't let him go to the mental hospital to hang up. Number."

Yin Jin: "...?"

Wu Chu sighed, he really regretted not letting Chu E go to the mental hospital to register.

After all, before everything was exposed, Chu E kept pretending to be obedient in front of him, one brother at a time, and a pale appearance beside him, obedient and pitiful.

Call to the east and never to the west.

Not to mention asking Chu E to go to the mental hospital for a check-up, if he keeps a straight face, Chu E can consciously and obediently move into the mental hospital.

How could it be possible to go crazy in front of him at every turn like now.

Yin Jin was silent for a while, and tentatively said: "He..."

After only saying one word, Yin Jin paused for a moment, and said in a calm tone as if he was afraid of offending a boy's friend: "Is there any problem?"

Wu Chu said melancholy: "There is something wrong with my brain."

Yin Jin knew that the adjectives spoken by the boy in front of him were not the kind of adjectives that young people ridicule nowadays.

When he said something was wrong with his brain, he really thought that there was something wrong with that person's mind.

Yin Jin thought about it for a while, and found that almost all boys were surrounded by such people, and there were not many normal people.

Oh.

Except for the little white flower.

Knowing Wu Chu for so long, it seems that Xiao Baihua is the only person in Wu Chu's world who can be called a normal person.

Wu Chu was at a loss, talking about the past to Chu E without saying a word. He had already drank several cans of beer before he knew it. He listened to the man's deep voice and asked: "Then why did you treat him so well?" ?”

Wu Chu scratched his hair, thought for a while and said, "He's pretty."

"Every time I play with me, I would like to play the princess."

Yin Jin: "..."

He said abruptly, "What about him?"

Squeezing the can in his hand, Wu Chu's movements seemed a little slow, and he raised his head after a while and asked, "Who?"

Yin Jin said slowly, "I'll just shoot an idol drama with you so that you'll be the one delivering meals and watching the rain."

"Does it look good?"

Wu Chu closed his eyes and said, "It looks good."

In the next second, his neck was shivering from the beer can with cold water vapor. Wu Chu cursed and looked at the man holding the beer can on his neck. The man wrote lightly: "I thought you were drunk."

Wu Chu poked his neck and said, "Who the hell do you look down on?"

Adolescent boys are not only obsessed with "whether they are big or not", but also "whether they drink well or not".

After half an hour.

The boy on the hanging chair tilted his head and leaned against the wooden spider plant, his face was a little flushed, and he muttered something from time to time, his tough face looked much better under the dim yellow light.

Yin Jin raised his hand and unbuttoned his neckline. On the small round table in front of him were scattered beer cans, half of Wu Chu's unfinished beer was leaning against the crumpled soda can. .

The night wind was slightly chilly, the man on the chair put his legs up, raised his hand to pick up the boy's unfinished half can of beer, raised his jaw slightly and took a few sips, the cool beer poured down his throat, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly .

Yin Jin drank the last few sips of beer, leaned slightly, and put his elbows on the round table. He stared at Wu Chu, who was obviously drunk, and said tentatively in a low voice, "What if Shen Qiuze calls you?" ?”

The boy on the hanging chair was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to react, and he repeated in a daze: "Shen Qiuze?"

"Call me?"

Yin Jin nodded, and coaxed, "Yes, that's Shen Qiuze who made you wait downstairs in the rain all night and still didn't like your cooking."

The man's seductive tone was low and light, like a persuasive elder teaching a drunk younger generation.

Sure enough, the drunk boy looked a little dazed, as if his brain was not enough, and the alcohol was straining his judgment. Listening to Yin Jin's words, he thought for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Yin Jin persisted and asked the humanity in front of him, "What if he brings it to you again?"

He looked at Wu Chu who was sitting on the hanging chair and thought for a moment, then said angrily, "He even hit and spanked."

The drunk Wu Chu staggered to his feet and said fiercely: "Love love love love love love."

"Back then, what I said was so, so nice!"

Yin Jin got up subconsciously and supported the wobbly boy. After hearing what the boy said, he happily praised, "Yes."

"Bullshit love love love love."

"It's all a lie."

He supported the wobbly boy's waist, trying to put him back on the hanging chair, and heard Wu Chu muttering: "It's all a lie, a lie..."

The next sentence whispered with some anticipation: "When will he call me..."

Yin Jin paused, and said to the drunk man in front of him expressionlessly, "Didn't you say shit love love love love?"

The drunk in front of him sat down on the floor, stuttered but still insisted on cursing and poking his neck and said to him: "You, your fucking love is the only shit."

Yin Jin took a deep breath, endured it for 2 minutes, and finally couldn't help it anymore, stretched out his foot and kicked the boy's ass lightly: "I love your size!"

"I really..."

The always elegant and dignified man squatted down, pinched the cheek of the boy who was sitting on the ground with hatred, and said, "Love love love, can you wipe your eyes clean before you love?"

Wu Chu's face didn't have much flesh, and his jaw line was smooth. Because his face was pinched, his jaw was slightly raised, making the eyelashes on the upper eyelids look upturned, thick and long, with a wild clean feeling.

When he dullly realized that someone was pinching his face, he licked his back molars, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he snapped back the hand of the person who was pinching his face, forcibly pressed the person under his body, then condescended and said slowly :"do not move."

After finishing speaking, fortunately, he hiccupped belatedly, he seemed to be acting on the instinct of a straight man like steel, and no one was allowed to challenge his dignity, even when his brain was not working. cannot.

Yin Jin was crushed under him, a little dumbfounded. He pushed his waist and abdomen, and shook Wu Chu who was sitting on him with the strength of his waist and abdomen. Looking at Wu Chu who was smelling of alcohol, he frowned and looked at him impatiently. Said fiercely: "Say don't move."

Yin Jin twisted his fingers around, intertwined with the fingers of the boy who clasped his hand, and then laughed together and said in a low voice: "Don't move."

"You are the best."

A few low-pitched words coaxed the drunken boy to his heart's content, and he climbed down in satisfaction, but the next second he flew into the air and was hugged by the man along his thigh.

Wu Chu struggled angrily, but the man pinched his ass, and the man warned in a slow voice, "Don't move."

"Take off your underwear and put it in the washing machine for two hours."

Wu Chu turned a deaf ear to it, but in the next second he felt a chill in his buttocks. He turned his head blankly and watched the man smile as he took off his knee-length shorts, put them in his arms, and said softly, "Take it."

"Drunks have no human rights."

"Still moving?"

Wu Chu was so frightened that he hiccupped. He stared blankly at Yin Jin in front of him, and the dizzy memory in his mind told him that the person in front of him was not like Shen Qiuze, who would stop after he cursed a few words.

He nodded slowly, "Oh."

The beer cans on the terrace were blown by the cold wind in the early morning, and there was still a faint and unclear light in the night of country Y, which was illuminated by the neon lights of the city.

At the same time, in the domestic hotel suite, the lights were dimly lit for a whole night, and the man in the bathrobe had bloodshot eyes as he stared at the mobile phone in the long night.

Shen Qiuze even called Wu Chu every once in a while, but no one answered every time.

Until the end of the long night, the daylight outside came in through the cracks in the curtains, and Shen Qiuze, who was on the head of the bed, could not wait for Wu Chu's call.

---

At the end of October, the F2 Manster team and the new driver Wu Chu finally signed the final contract, and officially became the second driver of the Mantes team.

Since the new season has not yet started, in order to maintain the feeling and get super license points, Wu Chu submitted a request to the team to participate in the regional F3 race, which was quickly approved by the team.

The reason for maintaining the feel is that the driver can only drive in the practice and race in the official race, or sometimes use the car of the previous seasons to run a media circle with a mileage of about 100KM, because private testing is a violation.

Only the big F1 teams have racing simulators, and some small F1 teams with relatively difficult funds do not have simulators.

The reason for obtaining super driver’s license points is that the super driver’s license is a special driver’s license issued by the FIA ​​(International Auto Federation). It is one of the drivers’ passes to the top F1 competition. Only drivers with a super driver’s license are eligible to participate in the F1 race.

At present, there are less than 300 people in the world who have this kind of super driver's license. One of the ways to obtain a super driver's license is to get super driver's license points with different total scores in different races.

A total of 40 super driver's license points are required, and a certain amount of super driver's license points can be obtained by participating in the regional F3 race and winning the championship.

Wu Chu's goal has always been clear.

That is the goal he has set since he was sent abroad to practice karting since he was a child, and it is also the goal of every driver.

Participate in F1, listen to the original and rough roar of the engine in the top races, listen to the sharp and harsh friction between the tires and the track and the crazy shouts of the fans, and cross the finish line at the crazy extreme speed.

Therefore, he participated in the F3 race in the name of the team this time to win the F3 championship in one fell swoop and obtain super driver's license points.

This regional F3 race starts in November and ends around mid-December. Each battle runs three rounds, Saturday morning, Saturday afternoon and Sunday afternoon. The first match of this season is in country w.

As a driver, flying around to compete is a common thing for Wu Chu, but what he didn't expect was that the man living in the room next to him would wear plain glasses and accompany him to pack his luggage.

Or to be more precise, the man unilaterally stuffed his purchases in his suitcase in a dictatorial manner, even including underwear.

When Wu Chu squatted in front of the suitcase and took out his underwear, he asked Yin Jin with a complicated face while holding his underwear, "When did you buy this thing?"

He didn't ask how the man knew the size of the underwear, but the man seemed to know what he wanted to ask, raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't answer directly: "Don't you like white ones?"

"Then I'll buy you a black one next time."