Inside a professional racing track, Feng Guiyu, dressed in a dashing racing suit, sat in his beloved car, leading the second-place finisher by several hundred meters, one against three opponents.
A roguish smile played on his devilishly handsome face.
With one lap left in the race, victory was on his side.
Seeing the car behind him getting further and further away in the rearview mirror, Feng Guiyu immediately accelerated again, and the car continued to move forward at an extremely fast speed like an arrow.
He fought like his life depended on it, and in a tense and exciting sprint, he won his Nth gold medal in the shortest time in history.
At this moment, both his supporters and his opponents in the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
"Feng Guiyu! Feng Guiyu!"
Hundreds of people chanted his name like a broken record.
After receiving the award, Feng Guiyu rode his beloved bicycle straight to the city center.
However, his return journey did not seem to go smoothly. Just as his car entered the overpass, four cars simultaneously drove up in front of and behind him, seemingly trying to surround his vehicle.
Who is Feng Guiyu? The top racer who has been on the leaderboard for five consecutive years, he remains completely calm in this situation.
Just as the four cars were about to rush forward and surround him, Feng Guiyu, driving his Lamborghini, recklessly charged forward.
He's gambling with his life, seeing if you want to live or die.
Sure enough, when his car was only one meter away from the car in front, the other car saw that he had no intention of braking and made a sharp turn.
Feng Guiyu smiled, and the car drove straight ahead without any obstruction.
But the four cars behind them were not giving up and continued to chase after them.
"A bunch of punks, with that much guts, they dare to block my car."
After saying that, he sped up again, trying to shake off the four flies behind him.
At the intersection where the elevated road was exited, Feng Guiyu saw the vehicles coming and going ahead and instantly had an idea.
He was playing with fire; he didn't slow down at all when he came off the overpass, but instead sped up.
With superb driving skills, he skillfully maneuvered around the vehicles that were driving normally.
The four cars that were chasing closely behind were probably not even half as good as Feng Guiyu's driving skills, and soon they were left far behind by Feng Guiyu.
At an intersection, with two seconds left before the red light, Feng Guiyu accelerated again from several hundred meters away. The car sped past like an arrow, leaving a dark shadow in its wake for the vehicles waiting at the red light.
Passerby 1: "Holy crap! Something just flew by in a flash!"
Passerby 2: "I can't see it, I can't see it at all!"
After shaking off those cars, Feng Guiyu was in an exceptionally good mood. As soon as he got home, he grabbed a bathrobe and a bottle of red wine and went to the outdoor swimming pool on the second floor of the villa.
He knew how to enjoy himself. He took a wine glass, poured some red wine, and sipped it slowly while lying on the sun lounger, completely at ease.
After having his fill of alcohol, he took off his clothes, leaving him only in a pair of boxer shorts. He had a perfectly sculpted eight-pack, and his tanned skin made him look incredibly masculine.
25-year-old Feng Guiyu has absolutely no interest in women. He thinks his sexual orientation has changed, but when he looks at men, he can't muster any interest either. He thinks it's probably because the other person isn't as good-looking as him.
"Whoosh!" he shouted, and with a leap, he jumped directly into the pool.
His figure in the water was perfect, just like a free fish wagging its tail.
About an hour later, he finally stepped out of the pool.
After getting wet, her flowing hair drooped obediently, dripping water droplets continuously.
He didn't even bother to wipe himself; he just put on a bathrobe, grabbed the wine bottle, and went downstairs.
He put down the bottle, intending to get something to eat since he was hungry, but suddenly stopped the moment he opened the refrigerator.
"I'm sorry, Guiyu."
"You are important."
"How about I tell you a story, sister?"
"I've been hearing this story for five years."
When will you learn to ride a motorcycle?
"A year ago! What? You want to tell me what to do?"
“I’m your older sister, so I definitely have to take care of you.”
"How many times have you tried to control me in the past eighteen years! And now you want to control me?"
"Feng Guiyu, you've gone too far! How dare you talk to me like that?"
"Am I wrong? For the past eighteen years, you either haven't come back at all, or you've only been back for a few hours or half a day. The nanny has been with me the most all year round. Tell me, have you ever cared about me?"
"Have you ever cared about my life? Have you ever attended any of the school's parent-teacher conferences? Where were you then? Don't you think it's too late for you to start interfering now?"
"From childhood to adulthood, I have never met my parents. I thought you and I were the closest people in the world. We would keep each other warm and live together."
"But I've never experienced any of this since I started to understand things. All you know is to give money. You can't give anything else besides money."
Feng Guiyu's mind suddenly went blank, and he stood there in a daze, staring at the refrigerator with unfocused eyes.
"Sister, wake up, wake up, don't sleep."
"I'm sorry, I'll never make you angry again. I won't play with cars anymore. I'll listen to you. Please wake up!"
"elder sister."
What sister?! Does he even have a sister?!
His muddled eyes suddenly focused, and Feng Guiyu stared at the things in the refrigerator, but he no longer had any intention of cooking.
He closed the refrigerator, walked dejectedly to the living room, stared at the TV, but his mind kept wandering back to past events.
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