Curve Romance [ABO]

In order to save people, Wen Qingyun turned a deaf ear to everything around her.

He was even standing next to the flames. Brother Li was terrified several times, seeing that something was wrong with him, he hurried up and grabbed him.

"Little Wen!"

"Fire..." Wen Qingyun muttered, with only burning fire in his eyes, he struggled to break away from Brother Li's hand, trying to continue to rush up.

"Xiao Wen, there are staff members coming, we can step aside! The driver's life will not be in danger." Brother Li simply shackled Wen Qingyun's shoulders with his hands and stopped him.

Hearing these words, Wen Qingyun pulled away from his thoughts, stopped, and watched the staff extinguish the fire with unfocused eyes.

Gradually, the fire subsided, and the Renault racer was rescued. It was a tire blowout caused by overheating and failure to slow down in time. The accident occurred after losing balance.

The chaos gradually subsided, and Lei Nuo's teammates around him thanked Wen Qingyun, and Wen Qingyun's nerves also relaxed.

The moment Wen Qingyun saw the fire burning just now, Wen Qingyun's scalp was numb. The fire in front of him was burning together with the fire three years ago, and it burned in his heart, far more painful than his flesh.

"Little Wen, are you okay?" Brother Li asked with a wink.

Wen Qingyun shook his head feebly, raised his hand and wiped the black ash on his face with the back of his hand, and was about to go to the p room to continue working.

"hiss..."

As soon as Wen Qingyun took a step, his ankle and calf hurt badly. The pain after burning was worse than the abrasion, and almost every step he took involved every pain-sensing nerve.

"Xiao Wen, you are injured!" Brother Li said in surprise when he saw Wen Qingyun's injury.

"It's okay, just a little scratch." Wen Qingyun frowned, reluctantly said.

"How can this be called a little bruise? I'll go to the medical staff on the field." Li Ge was very tough, and then looked at He Han beside him: "He Han, you help Xiao Wen to the RV, and I'll go to the medical staff."

Wen Qingyun was taken aback when he heard the words, and before he could say anything to Brother Li, He Han came over, put Wen Qingyun's arm on his shoulder, and helped him go forward.

Wen Qingyun was a little flattered: "Thank you."

He Han was a strong man, he blushed a little when he heard these two words, and said awkwardly: "You are so small, what can you do, can you just rely on Brother Xiang for a soft meal like before? Use your omega to save people."

Listening to He Han's words, Wen Qingyun couldn't tell whether to praise him or scold him, so she just smiled and didn't answer.

He Han never thought that Omega, whom he had always looked down upon, would have such courage.

I have to say that when Wen Qingyun rushed out with a fire extinguisher just now, the side face reflected by the fire was so resolute, really like a fearless hero.

in the RV.

Wen Qingyun was sitting on the sofa, her trouser legs were rolled up to her knees, and the hideous burns were exposed in the air. Brother Li and He Han watched nervously as the medical staff administered medicine to Wen Qingyun.

The moment the disinfectant water was sprinkled, Wen Qingyun just clenched her fists, bit her lip, and said nothing.

"There may be scars, it's best to go to the local hospital to have a look in a few days." The medical staff said.

Wen Qingyun nodded, bowed her head in thought for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Will it affect work?"

Before the medical staff could speak first, Brother Li started talking like a cannonball.

"Injured like this, still continue to work? There are other technicians in the team changing tires, do you know that Xiang Ye knows that you are injured like this, he..."

"Brother Li."

Wen Qingyun interrupted him, when he raised his head, his face was full of apprehension and fear.

"Don't tell Xiang Ye what happened today, can you?" Wen Qingyun looked at Li Ge anxiously.

He didn't want Xiang Ye to know that he was so useless, and he was even more afraid of seeing Xiang Ye knowing that he was injured and not caring.

Brother Li sighed, sat on the side, and was silent for a long time: "Understood, if you feel that you can't hold on when changing tires, just tell me directly, you young people, I can't control it anymore."

After Li Ge finished speaking, he walked out helplessly.

After such a toss, it was getting late, Wen Qingyun's calf to ankle was wrapped in gauze, he felt conspicuous, so he put down his trousers to cover most of the wound.

He Han wanted to help Wen Qingyun back to the hotel, but Wen Qingyun refused.

This fire hit Wen Qingyun's heart far beyond what he could bear, and he wanted to be alone.

On the way back, Wen Qingyun limped along and was already sweating when he arrived at the hotel.

Xiang Ye's room was next door to him, and when Wen Qingyun was flipping through the room card in his pocket, Xiang Ye just walked out.

Wen Qingyun looked sideways at Xiang Ye, and there was a little surprise in those watery eyes.

"Are you going to eat?" To avoid embarrassment, Wen Qingyun greeted first.

Xiang Ye glanced at Wen Qingyun lightly, still feeling sullen at him and Xiao Linghe going for a drive, hummed in his throat, then turned and left.

Wen Qingyun squeezed the seam of his trousers with the hand placed by his side, he looked away in embarrassment, lowered his eyes, pushed the door open and entered the room with heavy steps.

The burn on the ankle did not affect Wen Qingyun's sleep, he took the Valium tablets very presciently, and slept until dawn.

Ferrari will conduct a pre-race test today, and Xiang Ye will give the technician a simulated tire change in front of the station p.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, the sun made the asphalt road soft, and the wheels ran over, leaving dark marks.

Wen Qingyun was already at the door of the P room, with new tires on hand, waiting for Xiang Ye's racing car not far away to come into the pit.

"Boom--"

The engine roared, and the red body drove past and stopped firmly in front of Wen Qingyun.

During these short two seconds, Xiang Ye kept his eyes on Wen Qingyun who was in charge of changing the tires through the goggles of his helmet.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Wen Qingyun's complexion didn't look very good.

When Wen Qingyun bent down and squatted down to change a new tire, the injury on her right ankle seemed to be stretched and torn open.

"Hmm..." Wen Qingyun bit her lip to hold back her muffled groan. When he felt warm liquid ooze from his ankle, his body froze for a moment, and the speed of tire change was still slow.

"3.2s!" The timer said.

Wen Qingyun stood up and slightly lifted her badly injured right foot off the ground to relieve the pain.

Looking at Xiang Ye who was back on the track, Wen Qingyun couldn't control herself and blamed herself.

You should listen to Brother Li. If you change tires in this state during the race, you will definitely drag the team back.

The people in the team went to the restaurant of the stadium to eat one after another, and Brother Li was busy discussing strategies with the engineers.

Wen Qingyun was alone with bad legs. When he walked to the restaurant, everyone in the motorcade had almost finished eating, and there were only a few people left in twos and threes. He sat quietly at the corner of the table in the motorcade and ordered a steak.

When Xiang Ye arrived at the restaurant, Wen Qingyun was sitting by the window cutting steak.

Wisps of sunlight shone on his face, leaving bright and dark spots on his face. When those eyelashes flicked slightly, it seemed as if shards of gold fell down.

The whole restaurant was so lively, but the surroundings of Wen Qingyun seemed to be slowed down.

Xiang Ye's heart softened. He was so focused on getting sullen these days that he forgot to ask Brother Li how Wen Qingyun was doing at work.

Now it seems that the relationship with his colleagues is not very good. Is someone isolating Wen Qingyun?

Thinking of this, Xiang Ye frowned, and naturally sat opposite Wen Qingyun after ordering, as if he had made an appointment.

Just as Wen Qingyun took a bite of the steak, he saw Xiang Ye on the opposite side. He blinked and looked around.

The restaurant is quite empty...

Xiang Ye leaned back on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, and looked at Wen Qingyun unintentionally.

"Where's Brother Li?" He couldn't say what he wanted to care about, but only said something innocuous.

"In room P, I should still be busy." Wen Qingyun replied.

"Today, you are slow to change tires." Xiang Ye said suddenly.

Wen Qingyun's hand holding the knife and fork tightened, he retracted his injured foot, lowered his head, and said in a listless tone: "Sorry, it was my mistake."

Xiang Ye saw Wen Qingyun's strong wrist while cutting the steak, and lightly shook it with his upper hand.

Thin.

When Wen Qingyun realized it, Xiang Ye had already withdrawn his hand, and the remaining warmth was enough to make his heart beat faster.