Araki Yuko, after Zhang Pingan left, she took a few sips of coffee and came out of the store. Although it was only a short exchange, Zhang Pingan gave her a really strange feeling, maybe because he is Chinese?

He has a completely different temperament from the Japanese people he interacts with every day. How to describe it? Maybe it's because his way of thinking is different?

Because the people around her are all Japanese, she can more or less guess what Japanese men will do next. But Zhang Pingan made her feel particularly novel, whether it was the novelty of grammar or the way he chatted.

The words that suddenly came out were something she couldn't guess, which made her feel novel and magical at the same time, but very attractive.

After coming out of the cafe, she walked towards the station with her head lowered, while thinking about the short and interesting chat with Zhang Pingan, but at this moment, a strong engine roar came from far to near. The noisy sound made Yuko Araki have to

She turned back to look at the sharp-edged super sports car. Just when she frowned and looked bored, the car stopped next to her. The passenger window was lowered. Zhang Ping'an was standing on the sidewalk with his body bowed in the car.

On her.

Zhang Pingan smiled and said to Araki Yuko: "Get in the car and give you a ride."

When Yuko Araki discovered that the person in the car was Zhang Pingan, her originally tense brows relaxed. She smiled and walked towards Zhang Pingan and said, "No, no, we'll be at the station soon."

At this time, Zhang Ping'an got out of the cab. After getting off the car, he came to Yuko Araki's side and opened the door for her: "Let's go, I'll give you a ride. I just have nothing to do."

With such kindness, Araki Yuko also got on Zhang Pingan's super sports car. It was her first time riding a super sports car, and she looked at the car with curiosity. It was not until Zhang Pingan got in that she said, "Are all the boys?

Do you like this kind of sports car?"

Zhang Ping'an smiled and nodded, then drove the vehicle out. At the same time, he responded: "Men all dream of sports cars, but not all cities are suitable for sports cars. For example, in my hometown, the traffic jam in Shanghai is very serious. In such a city, driving a sports car

It’s not very suitable. Because the seats of a sports car are not as comfortable as those of a taxi. When the traffic jam is serious, you have to drive for more than half an hour for two or three kilometers. The only sports cars available are Los Angeles and Tokyo, which are less than

Cities with traffic jams are suitable. By the way, where do you live?"

Araki Yuko said: "You can just drop me off at Daikanyama. I have an appointment with a friend for dinner today. If you don't want to go there, the subway station in front will do."

"It's okay, I'll take you there."

.......

The roar of sports cars made many young men and women on the streets of Daikanyama look at the black Lamborghini. Among the crowd, Mai Shiraishi and Sayuri Matsumura also noticed the black Lamborghini.

Shiraishi looked at the license plate on the rear of the car in confusion: "Hey...this car...this car..."

Sayuri said: "What's wrong with this car? Do you know it?"

Shiraishi Mai nodded and said: "Oh, this license plate, I remember it seems to be Zhang Pingan's car."

When Sayuri heard what Mai said, she stared at the sports car waiting for the traffic light with wide eyes. Just when she was about to catch up, the car roared away. Sayuri looked back at Mai Shiraishi and said, "This car is really

Is it Zhang Pingan’s?”

If the license plate is remembered correctly, this car belongs to Zhang Ping'an. Mai Shiraishi nodded and said, "Well, it seems so."

Sayuri said: "Huh? Why didn't he call you when he returned to Tokyo? Could it be that there was another girl sitting next to him?"

"Maybe he thought I was filming today?"

Sayuri said: "Then ask him for the news."

"Well." Mai Shiraishi took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhang Ping'an: "Have you returned to Tokyo? I saw your car in Daikanyama."

Zhang Ping'an happened to stop the car and let Yuko Araki get out of the car. He smiled and put away his phone and said to Yuko Araki: "After adding it, let's contact you again, Araki-san."

"Well, thank you, Ping'an-san."

"It's okay, it's okay, you go." After saying goodbye to Araki Yuko, she turned and left. Zhang Pingan sat in the car and read the message from Shiraishi Mai, so he immediately called back: "

Mai, did you see my car in Daikanyama? Were you on location?"

Mai Shiraishi said gently: "No, Sayuri and I both have a day off today, so we came here to go shopping. Where are you?"

"I'm in Daikanyama, in front of a store called XX. Do you know?"

"I know, we just came from there."

"Oh, come here, I'll wait for you here." After hanging up the phone call from Mai Shiraishi, Zhang Ping'an's vehicle parked on the side of the road and waited for them to come over.

After Araki Yuko got off the car and left, she walked alone in the alleys of Daikanyama, wandering here aimlessly. As for the fact that she said she had an appointment with friends here, that was just random nonsense.

She just didn't want Zhang Pingan to know in which direction she lived. However, the two of them chatted briefly along the way, and Zhang Pingan responded to her humorously, which made her feel the infinite charm exuding from Zhang Pingan.

Araki Yuko, who was attracted to Zhang Pingan, felt a little confused. She hesitantly took out her phone and looked at Zhang Pingan's profile picture on Line. She didn't know if she wanted to be with him again next.

Contact? Because the more contact she has, the more likely she is to fall in love with him. Maybe women are all such contradictions, right?

Sayuri and Shiraishi Mai saw Zhang Pingan's car and walked up quickly. Sayuri smiled at Zhang Pingan, shook the shopping bag in his hand and said, "An Jiang, open the suitcase and I'll put the things in it."

.”

Zhang Pingan got out of the car, opened the trunk at the front of the car and said, "I also said that I was going to go back and park the car. Let's have some drinks when we have dinner together in the evening?"

Mai Shiraishi nodded and said: "Well... how about this? You send Sayuri back to put away the things first. I will also go home and put away the things. After you come back and park the car, we will go out to find food? What?

Sample?"

The impracticality of sports cars is evident at this time. If there are three people, one of them must take a taxi. If only two people go out to dine together, once they drink and ask for a driver, the female companion will not be able to sit down.

Zhang Ping'an smiled bitterly and closed the trunk door at the front of the car and said: "That's the only way it can be. Oops, this car can only be used for picking up girls. It's not practical at all in daily life!"

Mai smiled and said: "You also have a Ferrari, will it be delivered soon?"

Zhang Ping'an shook his head and said: "Hahaha... I brought it upon myself. Okay, Sayuri, get in the car, I'll take you back first. Mai, you go home first, I'll be back in a moment."

Mai nodded gently and said, "Yes."

Zhang Pingan opened the car door for Sayuri and drove her away. Shiraishi Mai looked at the disappearing taillights and just smiled and shook her head. In front of her, Sayuri's excitement about getting into the sports car was completely revealed. Maybe it was the first time.

Let's take a sports car, but Mai Shiraishi didn't feel any excitement the first time she took the car. On the contrary, she was even more excited when she and Zhang Pingan were walking hand in hand on the road.

Sitting in the car, listening to the roar of the vehicle's engine, Sayuri looked at Zhang Pingan with a smile and said, "This car feels so powerful."

Zhang Ping'an said with a smile: "This car is like a beauty. Apart from attracting attention, it actually has nothing great about it. For ordinary families, it is not practical at all! Hey... I bought two sports cars out of curiosity at that time.

, I’m full of regrets now.”

"Isn't it better to attract attention?"

Zhang Pingan shook his head and said: "Of course it's not good. Excessive high-profile will only cause trouble. When no one knew me before, let alone how comfortable my life was. Now that many people know me, I have to behave in a certain way.

Be careful. The outside world's eyes are like a moral ruler framed on me. If I go out of my way a little bit, I will be scolded badly. If no one knows me, even if I go out of my way a little bit,

At most, he just looked at me strangely and that was it. The next day, I still lived my life comfortably. Now, if you don’t scold me, I won’t get angry for three days and three nights.”

Sayuri said: "Then don't do anything outrageous yourself."

Zhang Ping'an smiled and shook his head and said: "How can a person be perfect? ​​Besides, why should others use their moral framework to standardize my life? Do I live for myself, or do I want to live for others to see?"

Now I am a little confused. I used to take it one step at a time, regardless of the flood behind me. But that can’t be done now. There are so many people in my company who are following my career to support their families. My life really doesn’t matter.

, but I can’t let other people’s lives be implicated because of my problems.”

When listening to Zhang Pingan talking about such a heavy topic, Sayuri also put away her smile. She looked at the road in front of the car and said, "When I first met you, I always thought you had a bright smile.

Comfortable. Recently, I have noticed that even your smile has become heavier."

Zhang Pingan said: "When we put away our smile, it means that we have all grown up, right? The real growth is that we all have scruples! But Sayuri, you can't put away your smile, because your smile is your most important thing.

The charming part is that I like to see your smile. When I see you all smiling, I feel that I will be full of energy in my daily work."

Listening to Zhang Pingan saying that he likes his smile, Sayuri turned to him with a bright smile and said: "Like, this word cannot be used carelessly, otherwise I will misunderstand it."

Zhang Ping'an responded to her with a gentle smile: "What's the misunderstanding? I already like you, Sayuri. But my love... is a simple love from a fan, not a 'possessive' love."
Chapter completed!