Bamboo horses in the morning and evening

It took Xin Huan a long time to get close to Lu Qifan. He knew that he was not special to Lu Qifan, but at least he was not someone who could refute and show a cold face at will.

It turned out that he was self-indulgent.

He met Lu Qifan for the first time two years ago at the racetrack. At that time, he was worried about the plight of the Storm Racing Team. As soon as he entered the racetrack, he heard that someone offered a large amount of sponsorship money to guarantee that Stormstorm would be able to participate in the next race. During the season, Xin Huan’s elder brother Xin Yang was in the storm team. He followed his elder brother into the infield, and when he looked up, he saw a boy sitting on the stand, leaning lazily on the backrest, occasionally raising his hand to plan on the screen. The driving route, the body shape is obviously alpha.

He was wearing simple sportswear and a black peaked cap. He looked young, but his profile was sharp. Xin Yang walked up to talk to him. He nodded, then pointed to the game schedule analysis on the screen, and said: "According to the previous preseason test, the storm does not have an advantage in stability."

Xin Yang, who has always been strong, felt a little embarrassed in front of the boy five or six years younger than him. He rubbed his hands and said, "Indeed, there is still a long way to go compared with the top teams."

Xin Huan stared blankly, his gaze shifted from his brother to the boy, and then he remembered the boy's name, Lu Qifan.

Later, the car park became the exclusive practice car park for Storm, and Xin Huan began to come here frequently. Over time, he became familiar with Lu Qifan, and now, it has become a relationship where he can talk to Lu Qifan alone. , He thought that after a while, he would be able to open Lu Qifan's heart.

But he didn't expect that the door of Lu Qifan's heart was never closed, and there was a person inside.

It turned out that the "brother" that the team members often mentioned in jokes was not the real brother, but the "juanjuan" that Lu Qifan called out in a gentle and tender voice.

No one has seen Lu Qifan like this before.

Standing at the end of the corridor, Xin Huan remembered that when Lu Qifan asked him to go out, he didn't even want to give him a look.

He also saw Lu Qifan holding the man in his arms.

The look of being extremely cherished.

"Is it still difficult?"

Lu Qifan covered Zhou Zhimeng's hand, covered Zhou Zhimeng's heart, and rubbed it carefully. Seeing that Zhou Zhimeng's complexion was not good, he raised Zhou Zhimeng's chin slightly to make it easier for him to open his mouth and breathe.

Zhou Zhimeng's cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, he raised his head and breathed in small mouthfuls.

"Did you bring the aerosol?"

Zhou Zhimeng shook his head, only grabbed Lu Qifan's arm, put his forehead on Lu Qifan's shoulder, took a few breaths, and said with difficulty: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not an asthma attack."

Lu Qifan nervously stroked Zhou Zhimeng's back, and explained to him: "There is already a lot of dust and sand on the track, and you just stood at the closest place."

Zhou Zhimeng waited for a long time before his face returned to normal. Lu Qifan turned around and poured him a glass of warm water, and fed him to finish.

"feelling better?"

Holding the paper cup in both hands, Zhou Zhimeng nodded slowly.

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, he looked pitiful, Lu Qifan wiped the tears on his face with his fingertips, and said distressedly: "Let's go home."

Lu Qifan took the paper cup and threw it into the trash can beside him, "I'll carry you back."

"Need not."

"Then I'll hug you—"

"Small."

Lu Qifan stopped, Zhou Zhimeng looked at him and said, "Xiao Qi, let's have a chat."

"it is good."

Lu Qifan brought Zhou Zhimeng to the lounge, and the two of them sat on the soft sofa. Zhou Zhimeng drank half a glass of water before he fully recovered. He looked at the calm water in the glass and asked softly, "What are you doing?" Why didn't you tell me about your race car?"

"I'm afraid you're worried."

"I'm really worried, but I think you should tell me that I thought you played racing like an amusement park project, and you played it a few times occasionally, but I didn't expect it to be like this. A lot, isn't it?"

Lu Qifan was dumb, and Zhou Zhimeng's voice was full of sadness: "I didn't find out so late. I didn't know until you were going to participate in the competition."

"I'm not going to the game."

"what?"

"I don't race, and I won't sign a contract with the team. I..." Lu Qifan paused, held Zhou Zhimeng's hand, and told him after holding it tightly, "I'm just playing."

"That was not what I meant."

"I won't put too much energy into it. Don't worry, I will seriously prepare for the college entrance examination, and I will go to the capital to go to university and stay with you all the time."

Zhou Zhimeng couldn't keep up with Lu Qifan's rhythm at all, and the topic suddenly became like this. He didn't mention a word, but Lu Qifan began to compromise, as if everything was his fault.

Lu Qifan also specially squatted in front of Zhou Zhimeng, wrapping his hands around Zhou Zhimeng's hand: "Don't be afraid, Juanjuan, the risk of racing is not that high, I only break my own record, I won't Joking with my body, I will never rush forward in an emergency, don’t be afraid, really don’t be afraid, I’m going back to school tomorrow, I’m just here to relax, I—”

Zhou Zhimeng was very annoyed, he directly covered Lu Qifan's mouth, and stopped him angrily: "Xiao Qi, listen to me!"

Lu Qifan was stunned, his lips touched Zhou Zhimeng's slightly warm palm, his breathing became rapid, his eyes were intertwined, Lu Qifan was urged by throbbing emotion, as soon as Zhou Zhimeng let go, he Subconsciously leaned forward to kiss Zhou Zhimeng.

The lips almost touched again.

Zhou Zhimeng was even more angry, "You still think about this at this time!"

Lu Qifan wanted to kiss him, but Zhou Zhimeng punched him on the shoulder.

Lu Qifan was not annoyed, he just looked at Zhou Zhimeng with a smile in his eyes, "Okay, okay, tell me, I'll listen."

"I..." Zhou Zhimeng hesitated for a while, and then slowly said: "I am really worried. On the way here, I searched a lot of racing news, and the top one is a recent race where two cars collided. , one of the cars was almost falling apart, the seats were all shattered, the driver bled a lot and was taken to the hospital immediately, of course I was terrified to see that."

Lu Qifan clenched Zhou Zhimeng's hand and stroked it.

"But after I came here and saw you driving on the track, I changed my mind again, Xiao Qi, you are my younger brother, and I will always protect you, but I never thought of trapping you by my side. "

Lu Qifan frowned slightly when he heard "brother" and "protection", and laughed in his heart: After all these years, who is protecting whom?

But he did not refute and correct, and continued to listen to Zhou Zhimeng,

"Xiaoqi, I'm happy that you can have a thing you really love."

Lu Qifan was startled.

He didn't expect Zhou Zhimeng's reaction at all. He thought that Zhou Zhimeng would be afraid, sue, and order him to go back and study with peace of mind.

"I often wonder why Xiaoqi is so strange? He seems to have no interest in anything, whether it's basketball or games, all to avoid learning. If you don't let you play, you can hold back for a month, so I Always wanted to know what you like until I saw you racing today."

Zhou Zhimeng stroked Lu Qifan's hair, and said softly, "It's good, it's good, it's not a bad thing to have hobbies and friends."

"Curly, what do you mean?"

"I support you."

Lu Qifan looked stunned, and even loosened his grip, Zhou Zhimeng held him again.

"As long as you keep yourself safe, and..." Zhou Zhimeng leaned closer to Lu Qifan, thought for a while and said, "No matter what, I'm going to take the college entrance examination. , you promise me, okay?"

"Okay." Lu Qifan didn't hesitate, "As long as it's what you say, it's fine."

Zhou Zhimeng said all he wanted to say, and his heart finally settled down, but he felt as if there was still one thing to solve, but he couldn't think of it, and was worrying, Lu Qifan's hands had wrapped around his waist, Before Zhou Zhimeng could react, he pressed him against the wall, nose to nose.

Zhou Zhimeng hurriedly pushed back: "Xiaoqi, no."

"When will it work?"

Zhou Zhimeng turned his face away, biting the soft flesh in his mouth in a panic, "No."

Lu Qifan was not without regrets, but considering Zhou Zhimeng's body, he did not force him, but only kissed the corner of his eyes.

Zhou Zhimeng buried his head quickly like a little rabbit, but he was still kissed by Lu Qifan, and was trapped in Lu Qifan's arms and couldn't break free.

"I, I want to go home."

"Jujuan, let me show you a racing experience, okay?"

Zhou Zhimeng's eyes widened, Lu Qifan smiled and hugged him, "Come."

Lu Qifan helped Zhou Zhimeng put on the mask, and then led him out. As soon as he went out, Zhou Zhimeng saw the boy standing on the side of the corridor, the one who had just chased and talked with Lu Qifan in the stands.

Holding two bottles of soda water, Xin Huan stretched out his hands to Lu Qifan and Zhou Zhimeng, and Lu Qifan said casually, "Thank you."

He excitedly led Zhou Zhimeng to the field, and Zhou Zhimeng looked back at Xin Huan.

He saw a pair of hateful eyes.

Zhou Zhimeng didn't understand the emotion in those eyes until he got into the car.

Lu Qifan didn't know it at all, he helped him fasten his seat belt, and after careful inspection, he slowly started it.

Zhou Zhimeng didn't have time to think so much anymore, the car had already started to move, the speed was not fast, but it still made Zhou Zhimeng terrified, he held his seat belt tightly, and almost screamed at several turns, but Lu Qifan let Don't worry, don't be afraid.

For the sake of his brother's face, Zhou Zhimeng held back his tears.

The roar slowly ended, and Zhou Zhimeng returned to his original place. He asked Zhou Zhimeng, "How is it?"

Zhou Zhimeng didn't slow down for a long time, but in the end he was still afraid, and looked at Lu Qifan with lingering fear, Lu Qifan leaned over and kissed Zhou Zhimeng's nose.

"Jujuan, I've been here for five years, and this is the happiest day of my life."

Zhou Zhimeng was kissed in a daze, and slowly hid, complaining: "Why are you always like this?"

"How is it always?"

"Maybe you should try to like others, just like the boy just now, since I was young, you may not be able to distinguish between family affection and love."

"Jujuan, you are the one who can't tell the difference."

"I can tell the difference."

Lu Qifan didn't argue with him, and pretended to get off the car, "The boy just now, Xin Huan? Okay, I'll go find—"

As soon as Lu Qifan pushed open the car door, Zhou Zhimeng grabbed his wrist.

In the next second, he will withdraw his hand again.

Lu Qifan curled his mouth, covered Zhou Zhimeng's hand in time, turned around and pressed Zhou Zhimeng, and bit Zhou Zhimeng's cheek that he had always wanted to bite.

It was really soft.