Chapter 70 Chapter 70 “Can I do anything that makes me happy?…
Su Ting said, "People their age are prone to impulsiveness. If they don't want to come...then they won't come."
Ye Xiuming must have figured it out. Only when one figures it out can one be considered grown up.
"Even if he has other feelings for you, you shouldn't hide from him," Zhou Xubai said sincerely. "Xiao Ye Zi is a man of great loyalty and righteousness. He's saved you from many disasters. You're not at all disappointed to be loved by someone like him."
After the last negotiation with Zheng Li, Zhou Xubai felt that even he could not do what Ye Xiuming did. His energy was like a wisp of cloud, too frivolous.
Silverstone Circuit in central England is just a few kilometers away from Pei An's team home.
A rain cloud was floating above the track, and with a swish, fine raindrops began to fall. This was typical British weather, and it also brought uncertainty to the high-speed corners of the Silverstone Circuit.
After fastening the strap of his helmet, Pei An gave a thumbs-up to the other Aston Martin, but the atmosphere before departure was extremely solemn, and no one knew what kind of chaos was about to break out.
Ye Xiuming felt the pounding heartbeat in the cockpit, the roar of the engine in the focused silence, and then like an arrow shot from a bow, tearing through the air with a sound that pierced his eardrums.
The green Aston Martin left a trail of afterimages, and the high-speed friction with the ground produced a smell of hot metal and exhaust fuel.
Ye Xiuming felt the low-frequency vibrations through the ground, which spread from the soles of his feet to his entire body. The wind flow and air pressure were also accurately captured by his body.
At the first high-speed curve, Ye Xiuming only slowed down slightly and barely brushed the sideline. The engineers on the sidelines stared at the densely packed data screens and clenched their fists to cheer for this racer from the East.
One lap, two laps... until Pei An beside him could no longer catch up with the exhaust of the Aston Martin.
"Ye," the team manager asked after Ye Xiuming parked the car, "You really don't want to stay?"
Ye Xiuming looked troubled: "My adoptive father is afraid that I will be in danger."
"Dangerous? With your skills, I'm afraid others are more dangerous, like the one next to you." said the team manager.
Pei An stuck out his tongue and said, "I haven't run much on the Silverstone Circuit. I need to practice more in the future."
The manager's attention was still on Ye Xiuming. "F1 racing is both cold and passionate, noisy and peaceful, orderly chaos, a complex of contradictions. It has a unique charm that makes people unable to stop. I believe that in the near future, you will be able to make up your mind."
Ordered chaos…that’s where Soutine took him for his first meal.
Pei An patted his chest and said, "Just wait for me to naturalize him!"
Ye Xiuming smiled, and Pei An shouted, "After all these days, you actually smiled! Manager! Come and take a picture of us!"
Pei An handed over the phone, and the team manager took a photo of them together while they were still in the car, one in front and one behind. Ye Xiuming no longer hesitated to smile, and smiled brightly under the sky that had just cleared after the rain.
"Let me post a circle of friends. We haven't taken a photo together for a long time."
Ye Xiuming was about to stop him from posting on WeChat Moments, but suddenly an idea struck him. He said, "Go ahead and post it. It would be best if Su Ting could see it."
"Why don't you call me 'little dad' anymore?" Pei An asked in confusion, "Are you two having another fight? How many photos did you hide this time?"
"It's not serious," Ye Xiuming took off his slim racing suit and put on a clean white shirt, "It's hard to put it into words."
At the construction site in the western suburbs, the sky gradually darkened, but the machines did not stop turning.
Zhou Xubai suddenly jumped up while holding his phone and said, "So Xiao Ye went to England. Why is he still playing racing?!"
Su Ting was stunned for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see."
Zhou Xubai gave him the phone, and saw in the photo that Ye Xiuming was smiling like a flower, and he and Pei An looked like a perfect match. It seemed that he was really enjoying playing this extreme sport with Pei An.
Just when Zhou Xubai was about to express his feelings about his son growing up, Su Ting had already quietly come to the window and was calling Ye Xiuming.
After answering the call, he heard celebratory laughter and Pei An's laughter from the other end of the phone, but Ye Xiuming did not speak for a long time. Amid the noise, Su Ting could accurately distinguish his breathing.
"Xiu Ming." Su Ting spoke first.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Xiuming spoke in a calm tone, as if he did not welcome the interruption.
Su Ting thought that although he was Ye Xiuming's adoptive father, he had no right to control his life. If racing was something Ye Xiuming had to do, then he should never interfere.
"Xiu Ming, be careful."
Su Ting said with a smile.
Ye Xiuming said: "Did you see it?"
Su Ting said "hmm", "I can see that you are very happy, so if you are happy, just do it."
“Can I do anything that makes me happy?”
Su Ting looked at the bright moon and the sad moonlight it brought with him in a daze, and touched the bottom line in his heart, which was still unbreakable, so he said, "No."
"But I am an adult and have the right to choose freely."
Su Ting: "I became an adult very early, but I didn't have the right to make a free choice."
"Okay, then I'll be with Pei An!"
Ye Xiuming angrily slammed the phone down, his chest heaving uncontrollably. Pei Anke, who was standing by, heard it all. He rolled his eyes and said, "I finally know what you think of me. Turns out I'm just a weapon to provoke your stepfather."
Ye Xiuming stared at him blankly: "I'm sorry, I used to use you like this."
"Do you really like your little dad?"
Ye Xiuming didn't hesitate and said "hmm".
"Wow! When did this start? Does your little dad know?"
Ye Xiuming scratched his hair. He didn't know when he started to be moved. It was just like the charged particles in the magnetic field, or like the sports cars on the track that were initially very orderly, but eventually became more and more chaotic.
Then to chaos.
Ye Xiuming simply said, "Just keep it as a secret in my heart."
He looked at the unbridled crowd and didn't understand why he and Su Ting couldn't be like them.
"Su Ting...he should know."
"That's not right. Now that everyone knows, just be together. What's there to worry about?" Pei An said, "After all these years of relationship, what else could possibly hinder it? I fully support this."
"Because he is my adopted father, I am his adopted son."
Pei An sneered: "That's it? That's it? Can't you just cancel the adoption relationship? Anyway, you are an adult, you can do this."
Dissolve...adoption?
Ye Xiuming had never thought of this possibility. From the day he was picked up, he was Su Ting's property and his adopted son.
After it is lifted, can we really just ignore it?
"Pei An, do you have any lawyer friends in this field? Teach me how to sever ties with Su Ting."
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