Curve Romance [ABO]

"I..." Wen Qingyun was full of words like a lump in her throat, but there was nothing to say.

Before he could say anything more, Xiang Ye's face turned cold, and he held Wen Qingyun's wrist and pulled him behind him.

"Who told you that he snatched the engineer's role, I and the team can't do without him, invite him back to the team, put away your mean face." Xiang Ye frowned, restraining his anger.

"Anyone in the know has seen that your colleague worked for Chen Yiping's Renault team. I don't know that Mr. Wen has returned to the original team. Can you tell us your impressions?"

The reporter bypassed Xiang Ye fearlessly and put the microphone in front of Wen Qingyun.

Xiang Ye clenched his back molars, raised his hand and waved the microphone away, and the oppressive alpha pheromone diffused.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying? Stay away from him." Xiang Ye said harshly.

Seeing this, the reporter looked at Xiang Ye in horror and took a few steps back.

Although they all prepared pheromone isolation stickers, once Xiang Ye's temper came up, not to mention the reporters, even Wen Qingyun was affected by Xiang Ye's strong pheromone.

"Xiang Ye." Wen Qingyun was afraid that Xiang Ye would act impulsively, and held his two fingers.

Xiang Ye's back stiffened, but instead he took Wen Qingyun's hand into his own.

Perhaps infected by Xiang Ye's courage, Wen Qingyun stepped forward, seeing the same mean faces as three years ago, he suddenly felt that he could be brave once.

Even though, this kind of bravery will make his head bleed.

Wen Qingyun stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiang Ye: "Working for Chen Yiping is a temporary help. If I want to return to F1, I will only choose Xiang Ye's team. If he needs me, I am willing to help him and do my best for him. Win more points every game.”

Xiang Ye's tense face softened, looking at Wen Qingyun's eyes filled with starlight.

Wen Qingyun dealt with the reporters calmly, allowing him to see the person from three years ago, and he felt a sense of pride.

But Xiang Ye was not so magnanimous to give Wen Qingyun and his own time to this group of tricky reporters. He took Wen Qingyun's hand and forced a way out.

"Sorry, the interview is over." Xiang Ye said, and left with a sullen face.

"Slow, slow down." Wen Qingyun had a leg injury, and it was a bit difficult to keep up with Xiang Ye.

Xiang Ye slowed down and stopped at the entrance of the alley. He frowned and asked seriously, "Wen Qingyun, is what you just said true?"

Feeling Xiang Ye's oppression, Wen Qingyun took a step back and leaned his back against the wall. The brick wall was hot in summer, which melted his courage just now.

Wen Qingyun lowered his head timidly, he thought, he was really impulsive just now.

In fact, he didn't want to be a racing engineer anymore, but seeing that Xiang Ye didn't seem to resent him returning to the position of engineer, the flame that had been extinguished in Wen Qingyun's heart was rekindled little by little.

"If you need me, I can try, but I'm worse than I was back then, so I may not be able to help you."

Wen Qingyun felt that he was crazy, and besides his reluctance to return to the track, the impact of psychological shadows on life would also increase.

Xiang Ye's Adam's apple rolled, and there was a strong heartbeat in his chest.

It took him a while to calm himself down.

"Engineers from the strategy team will gather together in the afternoon, and I will show you the data of Ferrari in the past three years." Xiang Ye wiped the sweat from Wen Qingyun's forehead and said gently.

Wen Qingyun could feel the sudden change in Xiang Ye's attitude, and he secretly rejoiced vilely in his heart.

Is it that as long as he is helpful to the track, Xiang Ye will always be like this, and he will not hate himself as much as before.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Wen Qingyun was willing to exchange in this way. After a year, the two parted ways.

Since then, he will never have such a summer with Xiang Ye.

"Okay." Wen Qingyun forced a smile and said.

……

Xiang Ye's original track engineer resigned after asking for leave a few days ago, and Wen Qingyun can just take his place.

The time for the seminar was set at two o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Qingyun was physically and mentally exhausted, so Xiang Ye simply asked him to go back to the hotel and take a nap before coming back.

When Wen Qingyun woke up, it was already three o'clock.

late.

Wen Qingyun's drowsiness was gone, he hurriedly got up from the bed, picked up his phone and left the hotel.

The strategy team met in a coffee shop downstairs, and when Wen Qingyun arrived in a hurry, the two tables in the corner were already full of people.

As soon as Wen Qingyun walked over, everyone raised their heads. Although there was no malice, his scalp was numb with embarrassment.

"Sorry, I am late……"

Wen Qingyun regretted taking a nap, but now it's good, everyone probably thought he was lazy and lazy.

"Did you sleep well?" Xiang Ye didn't have any expression on his face, and just glanced at him calmly.

Wen Qingyun looked away embarrassedly, and asked, "Sorry—where am I sitting?"

Xiang Ye moved a chair from the side table and placed it next to him. After Wen Qingyun sat down, the two of them were so close that their legs touched each other.

Wen Qingyun was a little cautious at the beginning, but when discussing the pit stops and defense strategies of F1 races with other engineers, he quickly became familiar with the engineers.

Xiang Ye glanced at Wen Qingyun from time to time, this scene was so familiar,

"Here are the data sheets of the previous games, Xiao Wen, you can take a look and ask me if you don't understand anything." Brother Li handed a stack of data sheets to Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun just flipped through two pages. After all, he hasn't studied F1's strategy for a long time, so it's hard to read at this time.

Seeing Wen Qingyun's conflicted appearance, Xiang Ye pulled Wen Qingyun's stool directly in front of him, wrapping him in his arms from behind.

"Xiang Ye?!"

Wen Qingyun lowered his voice and anxiously looked at the other people on the table, for fear that others would look at him strangely.

But among the people at the table, except for Brother Li who was laughing and watching at his aunt, the other strategists were all immersed in their work.

"I'll teach you how to look. Sit down obediently and don't move around."

Xiang Ye wrapped his arms around Wen Qingyun's waist solemnly, and flipped through the data book with the other hand.

"You don't need to be so close to me, I can just look at it myself." Wen Qingyun refused,

"Wen Qingyun." Xiang Ye called him coldly, Wen Qingyun thought he was up to something, turned his head and looked at him.

"Why is your waist thinner and thinner than a few days ago?" Xiang Ye said, pinching Wen Qingyun's flesh, "Follow the team to eat more tonight, if you get sick again, my engineer position will have to be replaced again." vacancy."

Xiang Ye's tone was ambiguous, Wen Qingyun's ears were red, and she pretended not to care, and looked at the data book on the table seriously.

"You have been reading this page of data for 10 minutes, Wen Qingyun."

As Xiang Ye said, he pushed forward, his chest pressed against Wen Qingyun's back, and he turned to the next page.

Every touch of Xiang Ye made Wen Qingyun shudder slightly.

Until his body reacted helplessly.

Wen Qingyun looked at the people at the table, feeling ashamed and almost bursting into tears.

"Is there a bonfire party tonight?" Brother Li stood up at this moment, pointing to the beach outside the cafe through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The hotel is arranged by the sea, and people here like to light bonfires by the sea in summer.

Wen Qingyun didn't dare to look at the bonfire, he was afraid of everything that was burning.

What's more, his physical reaction has not subsided, and he has no intention of paying attention to other things.

While everyone was looking at the bonfire outside the window, Wen Qingyun raised her head, bit her lip and looked at Xiang Ye, Xiang Ye looked innocent.

Wen Qingyun knew that he did it on purpose, maybe he just wanted to see him embarrassed in front of others.

Wen Qingyun lowered her eyebrows, a little depressed and wronged: "Xiang Ye, don't bully me."

Xiang Ye just opened his mouth to say something, but was overwhelmed by Brother Li's loud voice, Wen Qingyun only saw his usual expression and his lips opening and closing.

"There are bikinis... No, let's go to the beach to relax before we come back, Xiao Wen, you come quickly too." Brother Li said, dragged a group of engineers, and rushed out in a swarm.

Most of the people in the coffee shop went to the beach outside to enjoy the evening breeze, only Wen Qingyun and Xiang Ye were left.

The golden afterglow fell from the sky in the evening, covering the two of them, revealing the light fluff on Wen Qingyun's cheeks.

"What did you just say?" Wen Qingyun asked.

Xiang Ye was silent for a moment, then changed the subject, "I said, let's go out and see the bonfire together."

Wen Qingyun's expression resisted for a moment, but he didn't want Xiang Ye to see that he was afraid.

"Let me look at the data first. You go there first, and I will go there in a while." Wen Qingyun turned her head and continued to look at the data.

Brother Li and Xiang Ye kept mentioning "fire" just now, Wen Qingyun's heartbeat had started to speed up abnormally, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xiang Ye remembered that when he was in the ward, he heard what Wen Qingyun said in his sleep, so he was cruel, and said deliberately: "I can get closer to everyone, and I will look at the data later, so go out with me first."

Wen Qingyun's face turned pale, knowing that he couldn't hide, he stood up helplessly and obediently, and saw the burning bonfire through the window.

His head suddenly hurt, and his ears were buzzing, which was what Xiang Ye said to himself in tr three years ago.

He said: "Please Wen Qingyun, don't leave me."

Wen Qingyun's hands and feet were cold, but Xiang Ye ignored him and walked out holding Wen Qingyun's hand.

"No! I don't want to go there, Xiang Ye." Wen Qingyun suddenly stopped in front of Xiang Ye, looking at Xiang Ye in panic.

Xiang Ye vaguely had the answer in his heart. He looked at the fear in Wen Qingyun's eyes, and saw him looking at the flames frequently, but he was terrified.

This is an invisible blade, piercing Xiang Ye's chest straight.

"What? Do you not like fire, or are you afraid of fire?" Xiang Ye clenched his fists, pretending to be indifferent.

"I, I... It's not that I'm afraid, I'm a little tired, please let me go back to the hotel." Wen Qingyun was on the verge of collapse.

The fire behind him seemed to be burning on him, and his whole body hurt.

Xiang Ye frowned, but still refused cruelly: "No."

As he spoke, he dragged Wen Qingyun out again. He just wanted to force Wen Qingyun to tell a little about his difficulties back then, just a little.

Wen Qingyun felt weak all over. He saw that Xiang Ye's hand was already on the doorknob, as if pushing the door open, the fire would burn out all the good things.

"No, Xiang Ye, I'm afraid!"

Wen Qingyun was forced to turn red-eyed, he rushed over and hugged Xiang Ye from the front, his fragility was finally willing to show a little in front of Xiang Ye.

Xiang Ye stiffened and did not move, letting Wen Qingyun hug him.

"I'm scared, I'm not tired, I'm afraid of fire, it hurts me so much, Xiang Ye, please, let me go, don't treat me like this."

Wen Qingyun cried bitterly, he grabbed Xiang Ye's shoulder, his nails cut through Xiang Ye's skin, bleeding came out.

"Don't belittle me so much, I said I was afraid... I don't want to go, I dare not go."

Wen Qingyun's desperate cries tugged at every nerve of Xiang Ye's love for him.

Xiang Ye had told himself on countless nights in the past three years not to love Wen Qingyun anymore.

But Wen Qingyun stood in front of him and said "Don't belittle me", which shattered Xiang Ye's persistence for the past three years.