I can't live, I can't afford to die

"Okay, Mr. Liang." Xiao Chun obediently changed his words immediately.

Liang Shiwei still frowned, through the anti-fog lens of the helmet, his thin eyelids were half-closed to Xiao Chun: "Don't call Mr. Liang, serious, I can't get used to it."

"Then they...what do people in your company call you?" Xiao Chun was curious.

"Call Brother Liang."

Xiao Chun hugged the helmet and rubbed his nose. He thought for a while, then smiled at Liang Shiwei: "Uncle, there is no one else here, so I'll call you Uncle, okay?"

Seeing Liang Shiwei's brow tightened, Xiao Chun added: "Uncle...sounds like relatives, except for grandma, I have no relatives."

Liang Shiwei stared at Xiao Chun, saw Xiao Chun staring at himself with big eager eyes, finally couldn't let go of his heart, and said "huh" noncommittally.

He patted the back seat with his backhand and ordered, "Come up."

Xiao Chun got Liang Shiwei's consent, happily put on his helmet, and climbed into the back seat of the car.

It was the first time for Xiao Chun to ride a motorbike. He felt that the car looked rough and tall, but when he sat on it, he found that the seat cushion was sunken forward and downward. Unprepared, he suddenly fell on his stomach. Liang Shiwei's back.

All of a sudden, Liang Shiwei's body smelled all over his nose and mind.The very light fur smell unique to leather clothing, the unknown clear scent of perfume, mixed with the bitter smell of smoke, soaked by Liang Shiwei's body heat, made Xiao Chun's nose itch slightly.

After the cold wind blew, Xiao Chun couldn't hold back, and sneezed against Liang Shiwei's back.

Although separated by several layers of clothes, Xiao Chun still clearly felt Liang Shiwei's back go stiff.

Embarrassed, Xiao Chun hurriedly supported the cushion behind him with his backhand, and tried to sit up straight, keeping a certain distance from Liang Shiwei.

Liang Shiwei didn't say hello, and when he pulled the accelerator, there were a few loud bangs, and the car jumped out like flying.

Xiao Chun has seen many motorcycles speeding through the streets on the road, and each time he would stare enviously at the vehicle as it drove out of sight.After all, he is a boy, who hasn't yearned for a free and easy life at speed?

But when he "flyed" on the road as he wished, Xiao Chun found that the feeling was really indescribable.

Liang Shiwei drove extremely fast, even wearing a helmet, Xiao Chun was still blinded by the wanton wind.Both hands were already numb from the cold, but they struggled and dared not let go of their strength, so as to support their body so as not to fall forward.

The sound of the wind and the "chug" of the engine were all around his ears. Under the extremely noisy noise, Xiao Chun gradually felt a sense of tranquility, as if there were no more sounds in the world, and the endless The roar gradually faded away, but the rhythm of the heartbeat in the chest and the pulse in the blood vessels became clearer along with the faint sound of the engine.

I don't know how long it took after my body was stiff like this, Liang Shiwei's speed slowly slowed down, and finally stopped in front of a small four-story house by the lake.

Liang Shiwei got out of the car, took off his helmet, scalped, and turned to look at Xiao Chun.

Xiao Chun endured his numb hands and feet and climbed out of the car. When he took off the helmet, his hands were so cold that he couldn’t feel it. He couldn’t even bend his knuckles. He tried his best to press the buckle on the helmet belt with his fingers and tried several times. Neither worked.

Liang Shiwei saw him poking clumsily, and after a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pressed on Xiao Chun's chin, and with a click, the buckle was released with a sound.

He helped Xiao Chun take off his helmet, and his fingers brushed Xiao Chun's cheek inadvertently, and the tentacles were cold.

Liang Shiwei asked, "Cold?"

Xiao Chun cupped his hands to cover his cheeks, and smiled at Liang Shiwei: "It's not cold."