Quick travel to find memories

A sudden thunderstorm seemed like a farewell gift left by spring before it left. It came and went in a hurry.

Along with this thunderstorm, spring also quietly left. When the clock struck midnight, the wind blew gently, time passed, seasons changed, and summer arrived as promised.

May is like a gorgeous poem written by nature, and more like a feast of life. In this month full of passion and vitality, the most indispensable thing is still the blazing, self-sacrificing sun.

After the physical education class, the students were free to do whatever they wanted and then dispersed. Qinghan and Han Xiaoxiao went to rest under the shade of the trees beside the playground.

Han Xiaoxiao lay comfortably on Qinghan's legs, enjoying the beauty of this moment, and exclaimed sincerely: "It's so cool!"

Qing Han picked up a leaf and fiddled with it in his hand, while responding, "You look so comfortable!"

Han Xiaoxiao's face was filled with a happy smile, and she continued, "The sun is shining, the playground is wide, and the breeze is not dry. Everything is just right. If a handsome boy appears at this time, it will be perfect..."

Qing Han noticed the figure from a distance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a smile on his face: "The handsome guy is here!"

However, Han Xiaoxiao had her eyes closed at this time, and seemed not to have heard what she said clearly. She asked in confusion: "What?!"

Qing Han did not answer, but cast his gaze towards the figure, with an expectant light in his eyes, and said softly: "Handsome guy."

Han Xiaoxiao said with a "tsk!" "I don't believe it! How many handsome guys can there be in our school? How can we meet one so easily?"

As the distance gradually shortened, the figure became clearer and clearer. Finally, when he came closer, Han Xiaoxiao felt a shadow falling and slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, their eyes met. Han Xiaoxiao was instantly attracted by the pair of deep and charming phoenix eyes in front of her. She was completely stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.

Qing Han couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she reached out and gently pushed Han Xiaoxiao, signaling her to stand up. Han Xiaoxiao then came to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and realized that her actions just now were a bit inappropriate.

She quickly stood up, brushed off the dust on her butt, and smiled awkwardly: "Zhou Jiawei, why are you here all of a sudden?"

Zhou Jiawei's lips moved slightly, and he looked at Qinghan unnaturally, then he said shyly, "Um... can I talk to you alone for a while?"

Han Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Qinghan, only to see him making a "go quickly" gesture. So she nodded in agreement.

The two walked further and further away until they reached a relatively quiet place. Zhou Jiawei stopped, turned around and faced Han Xiaoxiao, and said seriously: "Thank you for your investment in our team. Don't worry, I will definitely go all out and will never let you make a loss!"

Han Xiaoxiao's originally tense nerves finally relaxed after hearing these words, but she was still a little confused in her heart.

In just a few seconds, countless possibilities flashed through her mind, and she was even prepared to deal with all kinds of troubles. However, she never expected that the other party was just expressing gratitude.

She waved her hand gently, with a relieved smile on her face: "Of course I believe you! Besides, as long as you are here, I don't worry about losing money at all!"

Zhou Jiawei obviously didn't expect Han Xiaoxiao to trust him so much, and he was slightly stunned. He looked at the beautiful and determined girl in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose. He smiled and asked: "We only met once, why do you trust me so much?"

Han Xiaoxiao curled her lips mischievously, as if she found the question very funny: "Do you need any special reason to believe in someone? I just simply think that you are worthy of my trust!" After saying that, her bright big eyes flashed with sincerity and determination, as if conveying an unspeakable power to Zhou Jiawei.

Zhou Jiawei raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at the girl in front of him lovingly. He couldn't hold back his inner emotions after all, and whispered, "Are you stupid? Don't let others cheat you one day, and then you will be foolishly wondering why you are only worth so little money!"

Han Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard that. With a bright smile on her face, she retorted, "Humph, I'm not stupid. I'm just simple! And why should I care about those trivial things?"

After hearing this, Zhou Jiawei let out a long breath as if relieved and uttered "hmm".

Afterwards, time seemed to freeze. Neither of them spoke again. There was silence all around them. Only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

Han Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and broke the silence first: "The competition will be held at the beginning of next month, right?"

Zhou Jiawei nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then said: "Yes, it will be on the 26th of next month. If you are free, you can come and watch it in person, or follow it through the live broadcast platform."

Han Xiaoxiao responded without hesitation: "I will definitely go and see it!"

However, Zhou Jiawei did not seem satisfied with such a simple conversation. He finally could not help asking the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "Have you never thought about why I am so poor but still insist on doing this career? Aren't you curious about the reasons at all?" His tone revealed endless helplessness and self-mockery.

Hearing this, Han Xiaoxiao felt very uncomfortable. She looked Zhou Jiawei in the eye and answered firmly: "Because of faith! What's so strange about this? Poverty is not a sin, and no one says that you can't have lofty ideals without money. You just need to bravely pursue your dreams and move forward courageously. And I will always stand behind you and give you the most firm support!"

When she blurted out the word "faith", she couldn't help but feel an indescribable touch in her heart. After all, among the people around her, there are very few people who truly understand and support her.

Zhou Jiawei couldn't help but chuckle softly: "You sound like you're going to support me forever!"

Han Xiaoxiao responded with a half-smile: "Then are you willing?"

Zhou Jiawei turned his head slightly to avoid her gaze, then quickly changed the subject and said, "Actually, I chose to work in this industry entirely because of the influence of my father."

Han Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes silently and asked, "Oh?"

That's right, just like being next to a stove, how can you not feel the blazing warmth! He deliberately changed the subject, which was also an answer. Han Xiaoxiao helplessly pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, revealing a bitter smile, as if laughing at his own naivety.

At this moment, Zhou Jiawei had already been immersed in long memories and did not notice the subtle changes in Han Xiaoxiao's expression at all.

"Fifteen years ago, the racing world was not yet fully standardized. Racers were like wild animals, racing on the track with pure talent and courage. My father was one of the best among them. His strength was far beyond ours today. However, fate played a cruel joke on him." Zhou Jiawei calmly recounted the past events of more than ten years ago: "In the last race of his career, my father suffered misfortune. Because he was judged to have failed the urine test and was suspected of driving a "dirty car", he lost his qualification to participate and was expelled from the field forever. This sudden blow made the once high-spirited wild king unable to recover, and his former style was gone..."

Zhou Jiawei looked up at the sky, his eyes revealing a hint of sadness, as if the dusty past had come back to his mind. He said slowly: "That year, I was only five years old. At that time, I sat in front of the TV with joy, and my mother and I hoped that my father would win the game. But we never expected that what was waiting for us was... I don't believe my father would do such a thing. I want to seek justice for my father and hope to have a chance to review this game."

"But how could the prosecutor listen to me!" Zhou Jiawei lowered his eyes with a complicated expression: "From that moment on, I made up my mind to embark on this path. I understand that only by achieving success through my own efforts can I attract the attention of the upper class and seek justice for my father."

Han Xiaoxiao tilted her head to look at him: "This is great, I believe you can do it!"

Zhou Jiawei caught a glimpse of the girl's passionate and determined look when she looked at him. This was the affirmation he had lacked the most in recent years.

He nodded heavily: "Yes! Thank you!" Focusing his eyes on her again, Zhou Jiawei made a decision silently in his heart...