Chapter 237 The air is still better at home.
"Speeding."
Lin Yan'an naturally also felt the significant increase in car speed.
He turned his head to look at the scenery rushing past the window, then glanced at the speedometer, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He certainly had confidence in Zhong Wan's driving skills, and had personally experienced them firsthand.
He knew even better that he could control the vehicle well at night, even on the highway, and there weren't many cars on this road.
However, the risks of speeding are not limited to driving skills, but also include reaction time to emergencies and obedience to traffic rules.
Even if there is no speed measurement.
"Wanwan, we won't be short of a few minutes. Getting home safely is more important than anything else."
He turned his head to look at Zhong Wan, looking at her focused profile, and said gently, "Could you slow down a little? That way, it will be easier for Chen Mo and the others to follow behind."
Zhong Wan was engrossed in reading when she heard Lin Yan'an's words and instinctively wanted to retort.
But after hearing what he said, reason returned instantly.
She glanced at the rearview mirror and vaguely sensed that the car behind her seemed to have actually increased the distance between them.
Zhong Wan now truly realized that she had indeed let herself go a bit.
"Okay, I understand."
Zhong Wan quickly agreed, smiling somewhat embarrassedly. As she spoke, she eased off the accelerator, gradually reducing the car's speed.
Watching the car's speed on the dashboard slowly decrease, feeling the slowing speed...
Lin Yan'an's lips curled up slightly as he reached out and placed his hand on Zhong Suisui's lower abdomen, gently stroking it.
However, his heart was not so calm.
He recalled Zhong Wan's focused yet slightly excited figure from just now, and felt the long-lost surge of blood in his body, which was slightly boiling due to the increased speed.
In a daze, Lin Yan'an seemed to see himself from many years ago.
At that time, he was going through a family crisis, being abandoned by his mother, and the death of his grandmother, with whom he depended on each other.
Although he was taken to Grandpa Zhou's home, the old man was busy with work and didn't have much time at home.
During that time, after her grief subsided, Lin Yan'an became madly infatuated with the roar of engines and the feeling of speed.
Track, corners, extreme handling...
Looking back now, he can't tell whether he truly liked it or was simply addicted to the thrill of seeking excitement.
Lin Yan'an understood better than anyone the exhilarating feeling of controlling speed.
At the same time, he understood better than anyone how irresistible the temptation was to go faster and faster when the car picked up speed.
It is precisely because he had been deeply involved in it, and even witnessed and experienced firsthand the dangers and consequences of speed, that he understood better how to restrain himself.
It's not that he doesn't trust Zhong Wan's skills.
On the contrary, he knew better than anyone that Zhong Wan's driving skills, honed on rugged mountain roads, carried a wild and precise intuition.
In some ways, she was even more gifted than he was on the racetrack and when he was driving.
He was just... scared.
Lin Yan'an lowered her eyes to hide her thoughts and sat quietly in the passenger seat.
He wasn't afraid of Zhong Wan's skills, but rather of that one in ten thousand chance of an accident happening.
He was afraid of losing it.
Especially in the complete, warm home that he had finally regained.
He once thought he would live his whole life alone, but now he has finally found the lover he wants to spend his life with.
He dared not, and could not afford, any risk of losing her.
The car became eerily quiet.
Zhong Suisui stood stiffly, staring at the silent Lin Yan'an.
It was extremely sensitive to yin energy, especially after seeing the surging black energy on his body, and was instantly speechless.
Zhong Wan also keenly noticed the change in the aura of the person beside her.
The black mist surrounding Lin Yan'an was usually calm or even composed.
She rarely saw any changes in the fog.
Sometimes, I even subconsciously ignore its existence.
But Zhong Wan had personally witnessed that the black color seemed to change slightly depending on Lin Yan'an's mood.
For example, when I'm in a good mood, the color becomes slightly lighter.
Or, when you're in a bad mood, not only does the color darken, but the calm mist also begins to churn.
Right now, she could clearly see the black mist that looked like waves even out of the corner of her eye.
Zhong Wan slowed down again, and taking advantage of the excellent road conditions ahead, quickly glanced at Lin Yan'an.
But when he saw that aura clearly, his heart tightened.
She had never seen Lin Yan'an's aura surge so intensely before.
The black mist seemed to be stirred by an invisible storm, or like the weather before a downpour, exuding a sense of oppression and unease.
"Lin Yan'an."
Zhong Wan called his name softly, her voice filled with concern as she asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
While speaking, Zhong Wan did not forget to control the car's speed, holding the steering wheel with one hand and gently tugging at his sleeve with the other.
Lin Yan'an snapped back to reality and took a deep breath to suppress her emotions.
Looking at Zhong Wan's worried eyes, he smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things from the past."
"There was a time when I enjoyed driving fast, and I even drove a race car once."
"On the track, the pursuit is for maximum speed,"
Zhong Wan was genuinely surprised to hear this, as it was the first time she had heard Lin Yan'an talk about his past hobbies. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do you still do it now?"
Lin Yan'an shook his head: "I stopped playing a long time ago."
"All right."
Zhong Wan was a little disappointed; she had wanted to see him in that kind of way.
Lin Yan'an noticed the change in her tone and shook his head with a smile.
He astutely guessed what she was thinking, but didn't want to delve deeper into the topic.
Instead, glancing at the sign ahead, she cleverly changed the subject: "We're almost at the highway exit, wow, that was fast."
Sure enough, Zhong Wan's attention was instantly diverted.
Looking at the familiar words on the signpost ahead, her tone became cheerful: "Yes, almost home."
"I'm a little hungry. We can eat as soon as we get home. Tell Mom we've gotten off the highway."
As Zhong Wan spoke, she glanced at the rearview mirror, then skillfully changed lanes in advance, steadily driving the car into the far right lane.
The car quickly arrived at the ramp and soon reached the tollbooth.
After exiting the highway, the car slowed down considerably, and the scenery outside the window became clearer from its blurry state.
As night deepened, the streetlights along the town's roads emitted a dim yet warm glow, illuminating Zhong Wan's way home.
Unlike the empty highways, the roads in the town have very little traffic.
Zhong Wan felt that even the air smelled familiar to her.
"The air is so much better at home."
Zhong Wan slowly drove the car, lowered the window a little, breathed in the chilly air outside, and a smile instantly appeared on her face.
Lin Yan'an also looked out the window.
Small white dots were faintly falling from the sky.
He said softly, "It's snowing."
"Is it snowing?"
Zhong Wan hadn't noticed it before, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but turn her head curiously to take a look.
The moment her gaze swept across the intersection ahead, her pupils suddenly contracted.
Under a streetlamp not far ahead, a familiar, smiling silhouette stood.
What made Zhong Wan's heart tighten even more was that she recognized that person... no, she should say that ghost, and he was standing right in front of her driving path.
"careful!"
Zhong Wan shouted almost instinctively, and at the same time slammed on the brakes.
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