"We're here." Lin Feng's voice was low and slow, with a barely perceptible hint of nostalgia.
Meng Qing nodded slightly, unbuckled her seat belt, and slowly opened the car door.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly rolled down the window and shouted, "Meng Qing!"
Hearing the voice, Meng Qing stopped, turned around in confusion, and her eyes fell on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, stared into Meng Qing's eyes and asked, "You will come tomorrow, right?"
However, Meng Qing did not answer. She just looked at Lin Feng quietly, her eyes revealing an incomprehensible emotion.
Lin Feng felt a little disappointed, but he still tried to force a smile. Meng Qing turned her head away.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard Lin Feng shout, "Good night!"
Although the word "good night" was not loud, it was particularly clear in the quiet night.
Meng Qing was slightly startled, her eyes curved, then she turned and walked into the house.
Lin Feng kept watching Meng Qing's back until she completely disappeared from his sight, then he slowly withdrew his gaze.
After returning to the hotel room, Lin Feng began to pack his things.
As he was tidying up his clothes, he suddenly felt something in his pocket.
He reached out his hand curiously and touched it, then took it out and saw that it was a lipstick.
Lin Feng was a little surprised. He couldn't remember how the lipstick got into his pocket.
Did the lipstick fall into your pocket when you fell?
He twisted off the lipstick and found two words engraved on it. He took a closer look and found that they were "peace".
Lin Feng held the lipstick tightly in his palm.
Then, Lin Feng climbed onto the bed and turned on his cell phone.
At the same time, Meng Qing's phone suddenly vibrated. She picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Lin Feng.
Lin Feng: "Thank you."
Meng Qing stared at the phone screen for a long time without replying.
Her fingers deleted and typed in the chat box, typed and deleted again. It seemed that she had thousands of words to say, but didn't know where to start.
Lin Feng looked at the screen that kept showing that the other party was typing...
Lin Feng: "It's okay, no rush, go to bed early. Good night."
When Meng Qing saw the message, she stopped, put the phone next to the pillow, looked at the ceiling with her beautiful eyes, and her thoughts drifted away.
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On the second day, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the long-lost morning light.
Meng Qing got up, opened the curtains and felt the sunshine.
The light refracted from the snow, making my eyes hurt.
Meng Qing returned to bed and looked at the two messages Lin Feng sent.
7:53 "Good morning."
9:42 "I'm going."
On the other side, Lin Feng had already driven to the competition venue.
At the foot of Zijin Mountain, the temporary rally track is like a frozen gray python, coiled between the snow-covered hills and sparse dead forests.
Although the heavy snow stopped a few days ago, the ice that melted and then froze covered the road surface, which was already full of gravel and potholes, like a layer of smooth and deadly glass.
Shen Yunche: "Are you here?" He had been waiting for a long time and knocked on Lin Feng's car window.
Lin Feng slowly rolled down the car window, met Shen Yunche's gaze, and nodded.
"This game is actually a friendly match, you don't need to drive too fast."
Shen Yunche seemed to notice Lin Feng's gaze, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.
Then he added, "Oh, by the way, wait for me for a moment."
Before he finished speaking, he turned and walked away quickly.
Although the sun had already peeked out from behind the clouds, the winter morning was still unusually cold, and the air was biting.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, the air was a mixture of the burnt smell produced by the intense friction between the tires and the ground and the pungent smell of antifreeze.
There were bursts of roaring sounds coming from the distance, which were the angry roars of vehicle engines.
Like a wild beast, releasing its wildness and power.
The sound caused a constant surge of adrenaline.
"Put this on you." Just as Lin Feng closed his eyes, Shen Yunche's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
When he came to his senses, he saw that Shen Yunche had returned to the car at some point, holding a helmet in his hand.
Lin Feng reached out to take the helmet, only then did he realize that Shen Yunche had left to get the helmet.
He glanced at Shen Yunche and thanked him.
Just as he was about to put on his helmet, he heard Shen Yunche remind him again:
"This is just a friendly match. I didn't expect it to snow, otherwise I wouldn't have called you. So, safety first."
Lin Feng smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.
However, his gaze did not fall on Shen Yunche, but passed him and looked at the audience seats not far away.
Well, the starting point was already surrounded by spectators and packed with people.
"She should be here..." Lin Feng thought to himself, searching the crowd for the familiar figure.
Shen Yunche looked at Lin Feng who was in a trance, feeling a little uneasy.
Clearing his throat, Shen Yunche asked tentatively: "How about we give up the competition this time?"
Lin Feng looked at Shen Yunche and asked: "Why?"
"I still think my life is more important." Shen Yunche waved his hand.
"Contestants, please go and get ready!"
The radio voice sounded.
Shen Yunche looked at Lin Feng and sighed, "Be careful, I'm going back to the car."
"You too, be careful." Lin Feng shouted to Shen Yunche.
Shen Yunche waved his hand.
The spectator stands are built along the mountainside, and the area with the best view is just above Turn 9, which has the sharpest curves and the steepest slopes.
Meng Qing was wrapped in a long dark gray down jacket, almost shrinking herself into the wide hat.
She sat alone in the corner of the front row, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.
The cold touch of the metal tube came through her thin woolen gloves, and she subconsciously clenched her hands.
"The game should have started, right?" Meng Qing discovered that there wasn't even an electronic screen for this game.
My phone vibrated, and I opened it to see it was a message from Shen Yunche.
A link.
Shen Yunche: "This is a live broadcast."
Meng Qing clicked on it and saw the starting point and the vehicles ready to go.
His face was even paler than the surrounding snow, and his lips were tightly pursed into a thin, bloodless line.
Her eyes were fixed on the starting point of the track. She searched anxiously and finally found Lin Feng's car, the fourth in the third row from the back.
"Dear audience! The drivers are ready!" The commentator's excited voice exploded in the cold air through the tweeter.
"Today's track conditions are extremely severe! The mixed ice and snow road is the ultimate test of the driver's skills and courage! Let us look forward to a passionate collision of ice and fire! Countdown - five, four, three..."
The roar of the engine instantly reached its limit, merging into a sound wave that tore through the air!
“Two, one—let’s go!”
At the starting line, the tires were spinning wildly, stirring up muddy snow and ice chips all over the sky!
More than a dozen racing cars with different paint jobs rushed out roaring like wild beasts breaking free from their cages!
Hearing the sound, Meng Qing stood up suddenly, leaned forward, and almost fell on the cold railing.
Her eyes searched anxiously in the chaotic traffic, her heart beating so hard that it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat. Where? Where was he?
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