[Transformers] Different races, how can we fall in love?

When I was at the gate of the waste repair shop with my big bags and small bags, Mr. Anthony dropped the wrench in his hand and ran towards me with big strides.

"Oh, baby, welcome back." Mr. Anthony gave me a warm hug.

I hugged him back and said with a smile, "I miss you so much, Mr. Anthony."

He helped me carry my luggage back to the house and prepared another sumptuous dinner.

Life seems to have returned to the original track. The battle against the Decepticons and the Autobots that happened before seemed to have never happened.

Early the next morning, I was about to go to school, but I found that my original Passat had broken down and couldn't start.

"I think it must be because you haven't driven it for a month, so it's getting old again." Mr. Anthony came over, opened the hood and said to me, "I think it's a problem with the engine, and it may take a while to fix it .”

"But I'm going to be late." I said with a headache.

"Maybe you can drive that one first, and I'll fix it for you later, and you can drive it tomorrow." Mr. Anthony pointed to a yellow sports car not far away and said to me, "It was delivered yesterday afternoon. No big problems with starting the engine or anything, just looking a little worn out. I'm going to repaint it and sell it. I think it'll fetch a good price, won't it?"

I walked over, looked at the car, and frowned slightly.

"But if you don't have a car for the time being, I think you can drive that one first." Mr. Anthony said to me while repairing the car, "His key is inside."

I opened the car door and found that the key was actually still hanging there.I always feel that there is something wrong with this car, but there is no other way at the moment.I'd rather be driving this weird car first than I'm going to be late.

Throwing the schoolbag in, got into the car, closed the car door, then poked his head out and said to Mr. Anthony, "I'm leaving first."

Mr. Anthony's body was blocked by the car, and I could only hear a reply.

I turned on the ignition, stepped on the accelerator, and I drove the car towards the school.

When I got to school, I found myself 15 minutes earlier than usual.Probably because the performance of this car is better than that of the previous Passat, so the driving speed is much faster than the previous one.

As soon as I arrived at the school week, I met Kate who was riding a bicycle. He raised his hand and said hello to me.

I smiled and said to him: "I didn't expect you to be so early."

Kate stopped her bicycle, flung her schoolbag back, and followed me into the school: "I see you have a new car, it looks cool."

I froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, I didn't change the car, it's just that my Passat broke down, so I will drive this one for now."

After chatting casually for a few words, we each returned to our class.

After the trip to Shanghai, my life went back to the way it was before.There are classes every day, and after the class is over, I will go to the library to look up materials and write papers.Every day I go out very early and come back very late.The only difference is that now I don’t go to the library alone, and occasionally Isabella or Kate will accompany me.

In this way, the two of them became my friends, the only two friends I have come here.

For some reason my Passat never got fixed and I had to drive this yellow sports car to school every time.I haven't had any major problems after driving for such a long time. I think I must be paranoid. This should be just an ordinary car.

When the holiday was approaching, the school held a graduation ceremony, and I was admitted to MIT as I wished.Anthony was very happy about this matter for a long time. It was a rare night when he got drunk and did nothing but dragged me to sing along.

Kate was admitted to MIT with me, and Isabella was admitted to the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia.

On our last evening, Isabella invited me to a party.I didn't want to join at first, but she made it clear that Anthony must let me join.I really have no choice but to agree to the two of them.

I drove this yellow sports car to the place where the party was held.As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Isabella trotting over in a fancy dress, with a bag in her hand.As soon as he saw me, the smile on his face turned into surprise, and then turned into an expression of as expected.

"Dear Cammy, if you know we're here for a party, not a picnic. It's amazing that you're wearing a white shirt and jeans," Isabella said. She stuffed the bag in her hand to me, and said, "It's a good thing I prepared it for you earlier, so hurry up and change your clothes. There are a lot of handsome guys tonight, you have to know how to handle it well."

With that said, she stuffed me back into the car.

I opened the bag and took a look at the clothes inside, then turned to Isabella outside the car and said, "Are you sure you want me to wear clothes like this?"

"Don't worry honey, I bought it according to your measurement," said Isabella, "this is my parting present for you."

"Okay." I nodded, closed the car window, and started changing clothes.

When I took off my coat and was about to take off my shirt, the radio in the car suddenly rang.

"You take off your clothes, forget that I'm still here, please don't go on like this..."

I frowned slightly, not understanding why the radio was suddenly turned on.This may be because the sports car is too old and there are some faults in the wiring, so does this explain why the owner of the car sold it?

I smiled, didn't care, continued to take off my clothes, then took the bag Isabella stuffed for me, and took out the long skirt from it.

It was a tube top dress with sequins on it. It looked stylish and elegant. I think it must have cost Isabella a lot of money.And that guy was very careful, even considering that he stuffed a bra that didn't need straps in the bag.

If it weren't for the fact that it was completely dark at this time and I was hiding in the car, I don't think I would have changed clothes in the car.Fortunately, there was no one around at all, only Isabella was outside the car, keeping watch for me.

When I was about to take off my trousers, the music on the radio station changed again.

"...I'm hiding here, I'm here, please stop what you're doing and leave here, I won't look back, and I don't want to look, the previous feelings are gone..."

I couldn't help laughing, took off my trousers, and muttered to myself: "Is this an automatic song order function? It's a pity that I don't need music right now. I think you have this function There are too many, that’s why you were sold by your former owner. It seems that you have to find Anthony to fix your old problem when you go back.”