"roll."

Yu Ci raised his eyelids, his two rosy lips touched each other, and the first word that came out of his mouth was merciless.

"Honestly." Cheng Si shrugged, his tone sounding a little regretful: "If you don't agree to me, you will be the one who suffers."

He said it was a pity, but there was no regret in his eyes.

Yu Ci already knew his temper and didn't bother to pay attention: "Do you still want to compete?"

"Compare." Cheng Si let go of the hand that was playing with the ear stud: "Of course we have to compare."

"But the bet has not been decided yet? And you are not satisfied with what I proposed."

Yu Ci opened the car door: "You win, I'll give you my Chrysler."

Cheng Si's eyes lit up: "Deal."

He has been coveting Yu Ci's car for a long time, and this is his chance.

If it was a normal racing, he would not be sure to beat Yu Ci, after all, Yu Ci's modification skills can be regarded as top-notch. But this time, both of them were driving original cars that had not been modified, and there was not much difference in performance, so the chances of winning were 50-50.

The wind in the mountains was blowing, and the leaves were dancing in the harmony of the wind. A few birds were landing on the branches, and from time to time they sang loud voices as accompaniment.

On the road next to the convenience store at the foot of the mountain, two sports cars, one red and one yellow, were parked side by side in front of a makeshift starting line.

Xu Qian and Cheng Wu stood in front of the white line as referees.

Three seconds before the start.

Cheng Si rolled down the car window: "Hey, are you really not going to consider my proposal?"

Yu Ci placed one hand on the frame of the car, and glanced lazily at a pale-faced young man not far away. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, if you win, I'll find you ten strong men."

He tapped the car frame with his fingertips, and said with a half-smile: "Let you experience a different kind of——**."

Cheng Si’s face froze.

He subconsciously touched the earring on his right ear and looked away: "...I suddenly feel that I still like cars more."

One second before the start.

A flag was raised in front of the car in place of the starting gun.

The car windows went up.

The flag fell.

Two cars, one red and one yellow, rushed out at the same time, leaving two afterimages on the spot.

Xu Qian threw away the flag and squatted down on a stone pillar on the side of the road.

It will take quite some time to go around the mountain ten times.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it between his lips skillfully. Someone came forward to light it. He lowered his head and the flames wrapped around the rolled cigarette, emitting red stars.

Xu Qian took a breath and exhaled briskly: "Thank you."

When he finished half of the cigarette, he realized that it was a little quiet around him.

The young man who had been extremely arrogant just now seemed to have remained silent for a long time.

Xu Qian looked around and saw someone next to another stone pier not far away.

He put out his cigarette and walked over: "Hey, weren't you so arrogant just now? Why are you so weak now? Are you afraid that your brother will lose to Brother Ci?"

As he got closer, Xu Qian realized that the boy's face seemed a little pale. He was stunned for a moment and smacked his lips: "Not really, even if your brother loses, Brother Ci won't make any excessive demands."

At most, we could throw Cheng Si to the bar street and let him act as a lucky (lucky) (guest) (object) in his place.

Cheng Wu moved his lower lip: "You don't understand."

"Why don't I understand?" Xu Qian became interested: "I know a lot. Don't look at me as someone who hasn't read much, but my brother Ci has read a lot. I have learned everything from him. Tell me, maybe I can help you?"

Cheng Wu suddenly raised his head: "Okay."

"What if I say I want my brother?"

Xu Qian looked at him with amusement: "What's that? Your brother is right there. What's there to talk about? He's your brother anyway—"

He suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence, his eyes widened, "Wait, what you said is not what I think it is?"

Cheng Wu looked straight at him. The boy who had just looked arrogant now had a stubborn look on his face: "So what?"

Xu Qian opened and closed his mouth for a long time before he said, "But he is your brother."

"He's not my biological brother." Cheng Wu lowered his head again and curled his lips: "We are not related by blood, why not."

"It's possible..."

Xu Qian silently swallowed the second half of the sentence and tried hard to digest the information he had just received.

I just heard from Brother Ci that Cheng Wu is indeed from the Cheng family, but Cheng Wu also said that Third Brother and he have no blood relationship, so who is not a child of the Cheng family?

Does Ci Ge know about this? Does Cheng Jia know about this?

As God is my witness, he just wanted to show concern for the underage teenagers, but he inexplicably learned a secret that he didn't even know could be considered a secret, and he was very panicked.

If this is some family secret, will he be silenced?

Xu Qian's hands trembled, and he began to think about how to escape.

While he was struggling, the person in charge of counting laps came over and said, "Brother Qian, it's already nine laps."

Xu Qian responded, and finally found a suitable reason to leave: "Well, I'll go get ready first."

Cheng Wu didn't respond.

Xu Qian strolled to the white line by himself. As soon as he picked up the finish line tape placed underground, he felt a shadow covering his head.

He sighed inwardly, raised his head and saw the boy's handsome yet slightly awkward face: "What are you doing here?"

Chengwu glanced at him and said, "I am also a referee."

Xu Qian breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then go to the other side and pull the rope."

Chengwu refused: "I won't go."

Xu Qian had no choice but to call someone over from the people behind him.

The finish line was pulled up, ready to welcome the winner.

Xu Qian glanced at the time.

Two minutes have passed since the time just reported. It takes about five minutes to go around the mountain road, which means that in at most three minutes, Brother Ci and the others will be back.

He put his phone back into his pocket and prayed that the guy next door wouldn't talk to him.

Whatever you fear will come true.

The second after he put down his phone, Cheng Wu spoke: "You said..."

This is a bad start.

Xu Qian's face instantly turned bitter.

The more this thing knows, the shorter its life will be. He doesn't want to say anything.

Unfortunately, Chengwu doesn't have the ability to read minds, and he can't close his ears, so...

"Why doesn't he like me?"

Xu Qian thought in his heart: He is your elder brother, who would be so beastly as to attack his own brother?

But what he said was: "Maybe he doesn't like your type."

Chengwu was a little confused: "But the people I saw who slept with him were all like me."

Xu Qian was looking forward to the bend in the distance, and he responded casually: "Sleeping with someone doesn't mean he likes her. Maybe he actually likes a different type?"

"Have you ever seen him mention those people you just mentioned? No."

"You're right." Cheng Wu bit his lip and turned to look at him: "Like Yu Ci, right?"

Xu Qian turned his head suddenly, looking frightened.

Cheng Wu looked at him with a serious expression: "I have heard my brother mention the name Yu Ci many times, and the bet he just proposed was also to have sex with him, so he likes Yu Ci, right?"

Xu Qian's face was filled with indescribable expression.

No need, no need.

Even if he didn't know the third brother very well, he knew that the third brother had no such intention towards Ci brother at all.

These two grew up together. If the third brother was really interested, he would have taken action eight hundred years ago, instead of staying in the current state of just talking nonsense.

He was about to open his mouth to refute when he heard Cheng Wu say, "If Yu Ci finds a partner, will my brother give up?"

Eh? This idea...

Xu Qian's eyes lit up, and he asked expectantly, "Are you going to introduce someone to Brother Ci?"

Cheng Wu looked at him strangely: "Why should I introduce him?"

"That--"

"Here I come."

The hum of the sports car and the cheers of the crowd rang out. Xu Qian quickly put aside what he was about to say and stared straight at the track.

Two cars appeared on the track one after the other.

Xu Qian has sharp eyes, and as soon as his sight touches the car body, the corners of his mouth curl up.

He shook the line in his hand and shouted to the other side: "Hold it up, get ready to welcome Brother Ci!"

The person on the other side also laughed: "Yes."

Seeing the two cars getting closer and closer to the finish line, Xu Qian's mouth curled higher and higher, and suddenly -

A kid came out of nowhere and broke into the track.

Xu Qian's expression changed suddenly.

The child was halfway through his run when he seemed to be frightened by the sound of a car. He stopped and stood straight in the middle of the track.

This series of actions may seem complicated, but in fact it only takes place within three seconds.

Sports cars are always very fast, not to mention that this is a race. Even though Yu Ci stepped on the brakes early, the inertia of the speed still made the sports car quickly rush in front of the child.

The red sports car was about to hit the child.

Yu Ci clenched his teeth, frowned sharply, and quickly turned the steering wheel to the right.

The red front of the car narrowly brushed the edge of the child's clothes, and finally crashed into a big tree on the right side of the runway.

In the violent collision, the front of the car was crushed inward and the airbags inside the car popped out.

At the same time, the yellow sports car crossed the finish line.

Xu Qian's face turned pale as he quickly ran towards the red sports car: "Brother Ci!"

"Stop yelling." The deformed car door was pushed open from the inside. Yu Ci shook his numb right hand, frowning: "I'm fine."

Xu Qian stared at Yu Ci's bleeding forehead and opened his mouth: "Brother Ci, you..."

It doesn't look like everything is alright.

Yu Ci followed his gaze and raised his hand to touch his forehead. The wet touch was imprinted on his fingertips. He sighed, and a trace of irritation appeared in his eyes: "It's okay."

He looked around the scene: "Where's the kid? Is he okay?"

Cheng Si got out of the car and rushed over here immediately. As soon as he arrived, he heard Yu Ci's question.

He stared at Yu Ci from head to toe, making sure that he was fine, and then pointed at a group of people not far away: "Over there, nothing is wrong."

Cheng Si's tone was not good: "The child's mother came and was crying and making a fuss, demanding compensation."

He glanced at Yu Ci's bleeding forehead, looked around the crowd, and fixed his gaze on Cheng Wu: "Cheng Wu, come here."

Chengwu pursed his lips and limped over.

Cheng Si's brows knitted tighter. He took a few steps forward and said in a worse tone, "What happened to your foot?"

Chengwu lowered his head: "I twisted it accidentally."

He was trying to rush over just now, but halfway through he stepped on a stone and twisted his foot.

"Don't you know that you have an old ankle injury?" Cheng Si scolded him coldly, with an unpleasant expression: "Do you have a tissue?"

Cheng Wu lowered his head and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.

Cheng Si took the tissue but didn't leave immediately.

He glanced at the boy who was hanging his head and keeping silent, then bent down with a cold face and picked him up.

Cheng Wu was startled and subconsciously hooked his hands around his neck: "I don't need to--"

"Shut up." Cheng Si carried the person to the nearest stone pillar and put him down: "Sit and wait for me, don't walk around, I will take you to the hospital later."

"I..." Cheng Wu looked up, but only saw Cheng Si's leaving back.

He bit his lip, his fingertips unconsciously clenching his palm.