It was already dark, and night covered the sky, but the entire Peng City was lit up.
The supercar's engine hums.
The wind blowing outside the window was "whirring".
Qian Wen turned his head and glanced at Liang Shuang, who was in the passenger seat.
The other party no longer had the sense of revenge just now, and was immersed in the emotional blow. His face was sad, his eyes were red, and his lips were tightly pursed, letting the tears that had reached the corners of his eyes stagnant, and suppressing the sadness in his heart.
The breeze stirred the long hair, covering each other's pretty face from time to time.
Qian Wen drove with one hand, took out a pair of sunglasses, and covered Liang Shuang's eyes that were about to burst.
At this time, Liang Shuang didn't react at all. She leaned on the seat and let Qian Wen put on her sunglasses.
He took off the hat on his head and put it on Liang Shuang's head. He stretched out a finger and pointed it on the other person's head. He let Liang Shuang's head rest on the car door and Liang Shuang hid in the shadow.
Qian Wen didn't say anything during the whole process. After everything was done, he continued to drive forward as if nothing had happened, as if he was the only one in the supercar and Liang Shuang was not there at all.
After a while, muffled crying came from the car, and then got louder and louder.
Liang Shuang, who was in the passenger seat, shrank up and trembled, venting his grievances.
The neon lights have been on for a long time, the lights are scattered on the road, and the supercar passes through each light.
Qian Wen didn't talk to Liang Shuang. What she needed now was not comfort, but catharsis.
I don't know how long it has been since I came here, but Liang Shuang's crying has not diminished at all, and his sleeves have been soaked with tears.
Handing over a tissue, Liang Shuang continued to cry without even looking at it.
Liang Shuang, wearing sunglasses, was still immersed in his own sad world.
Qian Wen continued to drive forward, and then clicked on the Bluetooth call on the car.
"Let the department prepare the field in half an hour. I'm going to run two laps." Qian Wen and Wei Yongxing, who had been following behind his supercar, said.
"I know, boss." Wei Yongxing said from a Mercedes-Benz behind him.
"Prepare for me, one box each of red, white and yellow wine." Qian Wen thought for a while and said.
"It's the boss." Wei Yongxing said.
Liang Shuang actually heard Qian Wen's call, but now she has the urge to ignore it.
She doesn't want to think about anything now. She just wants to stay quietly wherever the other party takes her.
Now she has a place where she can curl up, with sunglasses and a hat, so she can vent her anger.
After a short journey, the car arrived at a large racing track.
Ever since Qian Wen bought a few supercars, there were various speed limits in the city, so he asked people from the company to find him a track where he could have fun, burst with adrenaline, and race at full power.
This department racing track is where Qian Wen often comes at night these days.
This place is privately built and open 24 hours a day, specifically to make money from people like them who own supercars.
Qian Wen directly recharged his annual card and could fly here at any time.
It's just past eight o'clock now, and there are a few supercars in the racing track who have just finished their run, but they have already had enough fun. Maybe they have other activities, so they just drive away without stopping at the racing track.
Wei Yongxing, who had been following him, entered the racing track first to make arrangements.
Under the command of the racing track staff, Qian Wen drove into the racing track and parked next to a building.
Liang Shuang still swallowed more and kept saying "why"
This was obviously not talking to Qian Wen. The other party was trapped in his own world of memories.
See Liang Shuang's situation.
Qian Wen stroked his brow. He and Liang Shuang were still strangers, so it was useless to persuade him?
And you are so relieved that I don’t even look at me, so you are not afraid that I will sell you out.
It's really terrible. This sad woman is not only made of water, but also made of fools. Why don't you look at where you have taken her?
Waited for a while.
"Boss, the track is ready. You can enter the car at Gate 1." Wei Yongxing, who had made arrangements, walked to Qian Wen's car window and said.
"Yes, I understand." Qian Wen nodded.
He glanced at Liang Shuang, who was still in his own world, and didn't care whether the other party could hear him or not.
“When people are in a bad mood, they have to vent it out.
When I'm in a bad mood, I'll drive a car or get drunk to relieve my worries
Although I don’t know what your situation is, it’s nothing more than falling out of love, discovering that a third party is involved, or discovering that your boyfriend is Neptune.
It’s fate that we happened to meet each other. Today I’ll let you vent and forget the past.”
Liang Shuang heard Qian Wen's words, looked up and looked out the car window, saw people in work uniforms coming and going, and glanced at Qian Wen again.
It's quite strange and she doesn't know him, but now she doesn't want to care about anything. She feels uncomfortable and panicked, and she just wants to vent it out.
Racing and drinking
It doesn't matter which way it is.
"Fasten your seat belt and let me forget the past," Qian Wen said, looking at Liang Shuang who had some reaction.
When Liang Shuang heard the words "forget the past", he wiped his tears, pulled out the seat belt on the side and fastened it for himself.
"Speed to death." Liang Shuang looked at the runway not far away and looked at Qian Wendao.
Her only thought now was to forget about Chen Zhuo.
Qian Wen nodded, gestured to Wei Yongxing outside the car window, and then drove towards the No. 1 racing gate.
Drive slowly towards the starting area and stop.
Qian Wen turned to look at Liang Shuang, who seemed a little nervous.
"I didn't even see you nervous when you got into the car of a stranger like me. Why are you nervous now?" Qian Wen said to Liang Shuang.
Liang Shuang said nothing and glanced at Qian Wen.
At this time, the indicator light in front of the starting area has turned on, and the countdown has entered the countdown.
Liang Shuang tightened the bag in his hand.
Immediately, the red light flashed.
Qian Wen rubbed his cheeks, exhaled softly, raised the window, and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.
Qian Wen's actions made Liang Shuang nervous.
At three seconds, the red light turns to yellow.
Qian Wen wasn't looking at Liang Shuang, he was focused on the indicator light.
Enter drag racing mode.
Then the yellow light switched to green.
"Are you stable?" Liang Shuang couldn't help but ask. She just wanted to vent, not die.
Her youth has just begun.
It's a pity that she asked too late. As early as the moment the green light turned on, Qian Wen's Lamborghini was like a wild horse, galloping forward like lightning.
Qian Wen released the clutch under his feet and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The engine made a loud "buzz" sound.
Before Liang Shuang could react, in just a few seconds, the Lamborghini had already rushed into the straight ahead.
The strong push on his back made Liang Shuang's body begin to recover.
Qian Wen has been running this track for almost a month and is already quite familiar with it.
As for this Lamborghini, he often drives it on this track.
Qian Wen is still accelerating.
Liang Shuang felt the push on her back and looked at the blurry track outside the window. She was already excited.
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