chase a hammer

Maybe it's because of the long and dusty rush all the way, when I suddenly saw the person in front of me, I relaxed, and all the emotions surged up in an instant, or maybe it was because Wu Chu was on the track all the way from the tail of the team to the No. After 1, the look of bright eyes after taking off the helmet and fire mask is so heart-warming.

Accompanied by the infinitely soaring adrenaline, the chaos and madness on the track were vividly reflected in Wu Chu. Yin Jin thought, how could that person be willing to give up on him?

How could he be willing to give up on Wu Chu who could cook noodles for others while yawning in the middle of the night?

How could he be willing to give up Wu Chu, who was aggressive and fierce on the track, but squatted at the window and waited by opening the window in the rental house just to touch the cat?

So after Wu Chu on the sofa asked that sentence, Yin Jin turned his head to stare at him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What if I said it wasn't because of a business trip?"

It was very quiet in the hotel suite, Wu Chu didn't speak, nor was he surprised or dodged in a panic.

He was just silent, as if he didn't know what to think about.

Yin Jin's throat drooped, and his slightly drowsy nerves became clear one by one at this moment. His throat moved, thinking in his heart.

almost.

Too impulsive.

It seems that there has been a turbulent emotion for a long time, but it has been restrained and suppressed by the leather that is worn on the body. Finally, one day, wrapped in the wind and snow all over the body, he couldn't help but hoarsely revealed something. two.

The result is that the sporadic ones or twos revealed can also make the relationship that has always been delicately balanced. From then on, he can only carefully walk on thin ice on a certain boundary.

No one spoke in the silent hotel suite. Yin Jin lowered his eyes, but in the next second he heard Wu Chu's voice muffled: "I want to ask who wants an autograph?"

Yin Jin was slightly taken aback, and heard the boy continue: "Cabod or Bergner?"

Both Bergner and Kabod have been popular players in F2 in the past two years. They are well-known in F2, and it is quite a face to get their autographs out.

Yin Jin was silent for a while, staring at Wu Chu and said, "You didn't say anything just now, but you were thinking about how to ask them for their autographs?"

Wu Chu raised his head slightly and stared at the ceiling, muttering, "I didn't see it on purpose that day."

"I saw it when I turned my head and looked up. Your screen is full of information from their team's official website."

Half a minute later, he whispered sourly, "I haven't even seen you look at me."

Yin Jin didn't say anything, he didn't say that he had read Wu Chu's information many times, and he didn't say that he went to watch the video of Cabod and Bergner's race to watch these two powerful drivers drive. The style is aggressive or not.

After a long while, Yin Jin let out a syllable from his nasal cavity and said in a low voice, "I've seen it."

"You are very powerful."

Although Wu Chu said that Yin Jin didn't read his materials, he also knew that his achievements in the past two years were not good enough. Experts would sometimes use results as a measure, let alone laymen read these materials. .

Thinking of Yin Jin looking at his stinky grades, Wu Chu was inexplicably ashamed and panicked, he coughed and said, "It's okay not to look at it."

"Then what, just look at it now."

"Like today's race on the W track, you should watch more of this kind..."

He didn't know why he somehow felt that Yin Jin became flustered when he knew his grades in the first two years, like a young boy who didn't want to lose his price in front of important people.

He wanted the man to know that he wasn't that trashy.

He can run well without a bad car.

Yin Jin laughed inexplicably, he watched the live broadcast of the match sent to him by his assistant as soon as he got off the plane, and now he deliberately pretended not to have watched it and said: "You are No. 1, what else should I watch? "

Wu Chu coughed reservedly, and said in a mysterious way: "You will understand after reading it."

Yin Jin nodded and said obediently, "Okay, then I'll take a look tomorrow."

Wu Chu felt a little itchy, held back for a while, and finally couldn't help but gestured to the people next to him and said, "You can tell by looking at me, I'm super handsome overtaking today!"

"Just passed it!"

Yin Jin cooperated with tilting his head and said with regret: "I haven't seen it, it seems that I don't know very well."

Wu Chu choked, and kept his mouth full of spitting words. The eagerness to win respect in front of a man was almost so anxious that it could make people's mouths foam.

Just as he was racking his brains to figure out how to tell Yin Jin about his game today, the next second he heard the man say slowly, "I'm really not sure."

"I knew that a certain red car raced all the way from the rear of the team to the third place. After the safety car was dispatched, it directly rushed to No.1 in the last two laps."

As fierce as a wolf cub, he tried his best to squeeze and kill the living space for the championship.

Wu Chu was stunned, and almost instantly understood that the man had watched the match, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken in such detail and clearly, what he said before was just to tease him.

Seeing him holding back words like a primary school chicken trying to show off now, his mouth was so anxious that his mouth was about to get angry, and finally he smiled and told him the truth as if he couldn't help it.

Wu Chu was a little annoyed, and held back for 2 minutes without talking to the man. Finally, as if he couldn't hold back anymore, he asked the man expectantly, "Is he handsome?"

"Am I handsome today?"

Yin Jin leaned on the sofa, as if thinking deeply about whether he was handsome or not, Wu Chu said in disbelief, "You fucking think about it?"

He emphasized: "Super handsome, okay?"

Yin Jin finally laughed, nodded and said, "Yes, super handsome."

"I've never seen one so handsome."

Wu Chu was satisfied, he leaned on the sofa and talked about some details of today's game reservedly, Yin Jin also leaned on the sofa, quietly listening to Wu Chu talking to him next to him, the central air-conditioning and heating in the hotel suite made people dizzy sleep.

After a while, Wu Chu's voice gradually quieted down. He turned his head and looked at the man leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, his lips were a little dull, and his face looked a little pale. Wu Chu was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out the back of his hand Put it on the man's forehead.

His forehead was slightly hot, and the man whose forehead was touched by the back of his hand opened his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry... I don't know why..."

In the next second, Yin Jin's words were interrupted. He looked at Wu Chu and said to him, "You don't feel well and you don't even know?"

Yin Jin, who was leaning on the sofa, had cold and fair skin, except for a little black and blue under his eyes, and nothing unusual in his deep eyebrows. He was only wearing a dark shirt, and the collar was still buttoned to the top meticulously. Go up deserted and restrained.

Yin Jin raised his eyes and looked at the frowning boy in front of him, found a temperature gun, took his temperature and said, "Low fever."

"Don't you feel it yourself?"

Yin Jin coughed and coughed, raised his face and said in a dumb voice with some hesitation: "Low fever?"

Wu Chu nodded, looked through the medicine cabinet in the hotel suite, and heard the man behind him say apologetically and hoarsely: "Sorry, I shouldn't have come here, it would be bad to infect you."

Wu Chu stood in place holding the medicine, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He doesn't have any friends around him, and he doesn't have much chance to meet people around him who are sick, and he only took care of Shen Qiuze who was sick. In the past, when Shen Qiuze was sick, he had already pursed his lips in front of him with a little grievance and played petty temper for him to coax. up.

Wu Chu had never seen someone who was sick in front of him and apologized to him with a hoarse voice.

Obviously I was sick and uncomfortable, but I was still worried that I would infect myself. I leaned on the sofa and I was so tired that I closed my eyes, but when I opened them, the first sentence was "Sorry."

Looking at the slightly pale man leaning on the sofa with downcast eyes, Wu Chu felt a little soft-hearted for no reason.

Forget it.

It's not impossible to get the signature of Cabod or Bergner.

It is not difficult for him to ask the two drivers for their autographs with the cheek.

Yin Jin tilted his head and coughed suppressedly, saying in a hoarse voice, "I'll take medicine and sleep and I'll be fine."

Wu Chu poured hot water, opened the medicine box and handed it to the man, listening to the man continue to say in a hoarse voice, "I'll go to the front desk and open another room."

"However, there may be no houses on this floor at this time. I guess I can only live on the upper floor."

Wu Chu frowned and said, "Don't drive away, sleep here with me tonight."

"Don't run around with your suitcase when you have a fever, stay here and let me watch."

Yin Jin put down the hot water cup and said reservedly: "This is not very good..."

In the next second, Wu Chu, who skillfully took out the new quilt from the cabinet in the hotel suite, threw the quilt on the sofa, and said to the man, "Go to bed."

Yin Jin, who originally thought that someone could be on the same bed: "..."

Ten minutes later, Yin Jin, who was tightly wrapped in layers of quilts on the bed with only a pair of eyes exposed, was about to say something when he was interrupted by the boy, "Close your eyes."

"sleep."

The tone was a commanding tone that the eldest son of Zhong Di of the Yin family had never heard in eight lifetimes.

But Yin Jin smiled silently and closed his eyes under the tight quilt.

Wu Chu turned off the light with a slap, and the dimmed hotel suite had an extra breath, making it not so quiet and empty.

Wu Chu sat on the sofa in the dark and thought about something. He stepped on his slippers and went to the bathroom. He bent over the sink and scooped up water and buried his face in it.

When he raised his head again, the eye sockets of the boy's wet face in the mirror were a little red, and his lips were tightly pursed silently.

How could he not know who Yin Jin came for.

But that day on the hotel terrace, he was drinking quietly, and suddenly he whispered in a hoarse voice, in fact, no one has ever come to my game.

Whether his grades are good or bad, in fact, it doesn't matter in a certain way.

Because no one cares at all.

It's the same with family, it's the same with friends, it's the same with loved ones.

Chaos on the track is often accompanied by violent collisions. Accidents may happen anytime and anywhere during extreme speed. In the waiting room before each game, his teammates always comfort his mother who believes in God, saying that God will bless him Her dear son is safe and sound.

But every time Wu Chu was always very silent, hardly speaking.

Because no one in the entire Wu family would care about his life or death.

Even if one day, he crashes his racing car violently on the track, and his bones are crushed, his father will not make any movement, and his own brother may laugh and say that this is his retribution.

Wu Chu never thought that there would be a person, covered in exhaustion and snow, who would rush to him after he won the first game, just to say, "Congratulations."

"No. 1."

Wu Chu took a deep breath, rubbed his red eye sockets, and thought solemnly, no matter what, he would still get a good grade and try his best to increase his social status.

Make your own signature more valuable.

So that my brother can take it out and feel proud.