It was already dark, and night had covered the sky, but the entire city of Peng was lit up.
The supercar's engine hums.
The wind blowing outside the window was blowing "huhuhu~".
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 freeze, and he suppressed 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 and took out a pair of sunglasses to cover Liang Shuang's eyes, which 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 there was no such person as Liang Shuang.
After a while, suppressed 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.
Liang Shuang was handed a tissue and continued to cry without even looking at it.
Liang Shuang, wearing sunglasses, is 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 track in half an hour. I want to go over and run two laps." said Qian Wen and Wei Yongxing, who had been following behind his supercar.
"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 moment 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 can curl up in a place 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 drove 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 was still choking 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 eyebrows. He and Liang Shuang were still strangers, so his persuasion was of no use?
And you trust me so much? You don’t even look at me, so you’re not afraid that I’ll sell you out?
It's so terrible! This sad woman is not only made of water, but also of a fool. 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 made the arrangements and walked to Qian Wen's car window.
"Yeah, 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, discovering that your boyfriend is Neptune... these are some of the situations.
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? Drinking?
No matter what method 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.
She just had one thought right now to make her forget about Chen Zhuo.
Qian Wen nodded, gestured to Wei Yongxing who was 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 was not 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 her words came too late. As early as the moment the green light turned on, Qian Wen's Lamborghini was like a wild horse that was running wild, galloping forward like lightning.
Qian Wen released the clutch under his feet and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
"Buzz~" the engine made a loud 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.