《The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country》


 CH 1

    ¡°Dear passengers, your flight is about to arrive at Wancheng Airport, and the ground temperature¡­¡±


    Xu Mei followed him all the way to the second floor. Seeing his dazed expression, she quickly explained, ¡°Xiao Zhou, I¡¯m really sorry. You compete abroad all the year round and rarely go home, your room is always empty. In addition, Xiao Rong has a little calcium deficit. The doctor said that he should bask in the sun more. The sunshine in your room is the best ¡­ Xiao Zhou, can you forgive Mom?¡±


    Xu Xizhou turned his head and entered the second bedroom next door, and all his belongings were piled up inside. He rummaged through the box and found his most precious signed poster, only then did he show a slightly relaxed expression on his face.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, this is his home, he can live wherever he wants. ¡±


    Only then did Xu Mei realize that his tone seemed to be wrong. He looked at the poster in his hand. This was an autographed photo of his favorite driver. Speaking of which, Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t bring up the suitcase at all but kept it at the entrance. What on earth is this kid doing?


    ¡°Xiao Zhou, you should rest now, I¡¯ll ask the housekeeper to bring up the suitcase.¡±


    ¡°No need, I¡¯ll leave right away.¡±


    ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    Suddenly there was a majestic low voice from behind her. When Xu Mei saw the visitor, a relieved smile appeared on her face, as if the guilt in her heart had finally been shared.


    ¡°Old Lu, why are you only coming home now? I¡¯ve been waiting for you for a long time.¡±


    The man took off his coat, Xu Mei took it from him, then turned to look at Xu Xizhou, smiled, ¡°Don¡¯t be silly, I asked Auntie Wang to cook some Jiuniang Yuanzi(1). It must be hard for you to sit on the plane for so long. Have a drink later.¡±


    (1) Glutinous rice balls in rice wine.


    ¡°Dad, Mom, I¡¯m serious. I¡¯m an adult. You have no obligation to raise this unrelated son. Lu Rong is your biological son. I¡¯ll move out tonight.¡±


    ¡°Where else can you go after leaving Lu¡¯s house? To your scoundrel friends¡¯ place?¡± The man sneered softly, thinking that he was playing a tantrum. He said with some disdain and ridicule,


    ¡°You¡¯re accustomed to being pampered since you were a child. Can you live without the Lu family? ¡±


    Xu Xizhou shrugged, ¡°I really want to try. Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, thank you for taking care of me for so many years.¡±


    He bent down and bowed deeply to the two of them. Only then did Xu Mei see that he was not joking, but that he had really decided to go. Her brows immediately furrowed with worry.


    ¡°Xiao Zhou, don¡¯t be impulsive, let¡¯s sit down and have a good talk.¡±


    ¡°Let him leave if he wants to leave. I bet he¡¯s going to come back depressed in two days!¡±


    Lu Feng was angry at the thought of having helped others raise their son for so many years for no reason. He attached great importance to inheritance by blood. If Xu Xizhou was his own son, he could bear his arrogant and domineering temper, but without this layer of blood relationship, the subtle shortcomings of the boy suddenly become unbearable.


    See? This is what happened if he were to stay in the Lu family. Any negative emotions will be interpreted and magnified by them, and they will return it to him several folds.


    Xu Xizhou made up his mind, glanced at Xu Mei apologetically, clenched the signed poster in his hand, and turned to go downstairs. When passing by the living room, he saw Lu Rong sitting on the sofa and looked at him in consternation.


    Xu Xizhou blinked at him, smiled indifferently, and walked out of the door with his suitcase.


    The air outside was cold, he took a deep breath, and the cold air poured into his lungs, which made him shiver.


    He didn¡¯t feel cold. Instead, he had unspeakable relief and relaxation in his heart. He looked up at the night sky and strode forward.


    An hour later, in an apartment somewhere in the city center.


    A tall man wearing a black down jacket and holding the car keys looped in his hand said as he pushed the door, ¡°Look at you, why don¡¯t you call me in advance, you must¡¯ve been badly frozen outside, right? Are you not afraid of affecting your class?¡±


    Xu Xizhou changed his shoes and stamped his numb feet at the entrance. When the light turned on, he glanced at the living room. Compared with the Lu family¡¯s villa, it looked much smaller but inexplicably made him feel warm.


    Yuan Mu knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw him, and habitually wanted to tease him, ¡°I have to wrong the Young Master ¡­ ¡± then he realized that it was wrong and quickly swallowed the rest of the words back.


    Xu Xizhou sat down on the sofa carelessly, but then continued his words, ¡°This living room is indeed quite small, but this Young Master doesn¡¯t mind.¡±


    Yuan Mu kicked him, took out a packet of tea from under the coffee table, and began to boil water.


    ¡°I can¡¯t tell at all, you actually have such an interest in maintaining your health.¡±


    Yuan Mu rolled his eyes and covered the teapot. ¡°How could I buy things like tea? He bought it when he was on a business trip.¡±


    Yuan Mu has been his physical fitness coach since he was 15. He has followed him back and forth at home and abroad. Their relationship is that of a teacher and friend. Half a year ago, Yuan Mu and his lover decided to get married. Considering that the separation would affect their feelings, he chose to return home as a private coach.


    ¡°I heard that the Trey Team doesn¡¯t intend to renew your contract. What are your plans next?¡±


    The in the kettle made a boiling sound, Xu Xizhou looked at the steaming vapor with blank eyes.


    ¡°Take one step at a time.¡±


    A month ago, he learned from the media that he was not the Lu family¡¯s biological child, and was greatly hit. After that, the state of his match declined all the way. Let alone to stand on the podium, he didn¡¯t even enter the top five. The team manager who was full of confidence in him was greatly disappointed, and the investors and shareholders of the team were also dissatisfied with him.


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t help thinking that if he had been reborn earlier, at least he wouldn¡¯t have performed so abysmally this season.


    Before returning home, Lu Feng talked with him on the phone. At the end of this season, he would not spend any more money to support his racing career, he would only support him to finish college.


    Car racing has never been a fair competition. When selecting drivers, the team will comprehensively consider their driving level and financial resources. Now, he was not qualified for any of them.


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that. Let¡¯s look at your room.¡± Yuan Mu was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he changed the topic.


    Xu Xizhou lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all. He just turned 18 two months ago, and he originally planned to apply for a university in the UK at the end of the season, so that it was convenient to participate in the competition. Now, it seems that he can¡¯t afford the high tuition fees with the remaining salary on his card. But, if he wanted to take the national college entrance examination, then he would have to start over again ¡­.


    The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Xu Mei.


    [Your dad only said that in momentary anger, don¡¯t take them to heart. It¡¯s okay to go outside for a break, but you must remember to go home, okay? ]


    Seeing that message, Xu Xizhou¡¯s nose felt a little sour. Even if everything was restarted, that was the home he grew up in, how could he give it up so easily?


    He suppressed the feeble emotions in his heart and forced himself to sleep.


    It doesn¡¯t matter. It doesn¡¯t matter to lose everything. At least he¡¯s still alive ¡­.


    Xu Xizhou woke up at dawn. He didn¡¯t sleep well as he had been dreaming about what had happened in his previous life all night. He sighed, glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, hugged the pillow, and was about to fall asleep when the phone suddenly rang.


    He was a little surprised when he saw the caller ID.


    When he heard what the man on the other end said, the surprise in his eyes was even greater.


    ¡°Are you sure ¡­ you are looking for me?¡±


    The author has something to say:


    I¡¯m starting a new story, trying a completely new subject. Hope everyone will support it!!


    PS: Regarding the surname issue, Xiao Xu followed his adoptive mother¡¯s surname.

 CH 2

    Xu Xizhou got out of the taxi and walked into the gate of the go-kart club building. When he was a child, he was a frequent visitor here, and he won championships in various go-kart competitions in China. At the age of twelve, the coach suggested that he go to Europe to participate in international competitions. When he thought about his first time going abroad¡ªholding on to the strap of his backpack in tears and didn¡¯t want to get on the plane¡ªhe couldn¡¯t help but laugh.


    ¡°Xizhou, you¡¯re here.¡±


    A middle-aged man with gray hair walked out. He was Xu Xizhou¡¯s former coach, Meng Hui, and now he was the general manager of this go-kart training ground.


    He approached Xu Xizhou with a smile and patted him on the shoulder, ¡°I heard that you don¡¯t live with the Lu family anymore, what¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°Just like that, I¡¯m a fake, and it¡¯s not good for a dove to occupy a magpie¡¯s nest.¡±


    ¡°You just terminated the contract with the team and lost your source of income. What will you do in the future?¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t there still Coach who will be taking care of me?¡±


    Compared to the man who had a sad face, Xu Xizhou looked much more relaxed. He put one hand on the man¡¯s shoulder and said with a smile, ¡°Let¡¯s go, Mr. Meng, let¡¯s see your lavish office.¡±


    The track looks the same as if nothing has changed.¡±


    Xu Xizhou stood in front of the French windows, looking outside to the S-shaped track not far away.


    Meng Hui didn¡¯t know what to think and sighed lightly, ¡°When F1 held races in China a few years ago, quite a lot of people paid attention to auto race, but later on, the attention was dying. After all, this is a niche sport in China. It¡¯s good that I can still operate this venue.¡±


    He made an internal call and called his assistant to come in. ¡°I¡¯ll let Lili show you around first so that you can get acquainted with this place. I have a meeting in a moment, we will have lunch after the meeting.¡±


    Xu Xizhou nodded. He thought of another matter and said uncertainly, ¡°I have never taught anyone before. Are you sure you want me to be their coach?¡±


    ¡°I have no other request, just don¡¯t make those kids cry.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not a bully, why would I make them cry?¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you make other kids cry when you were young?¡±


    Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of his arrogant and condescending manner when he won an award when he was a child. While he wanted to laugh, his heart also felt a little bitter.


    Not long after Xu Xizhou left the office room, there was a black Mercedes Benz in front of the office building. Meng Hui saw the car¡¯s license plate in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and his face suddenly showed a smile. He walked out of the office to greet the guest.


    The driver¡¯s door was pushed open and the gray-haired driver wearing white gloves came out first. He walked to the back row, bent down slightly, and opened the door respectfully.


    ¡°Young Master, we¡¯re here.¡±


    A deep and low hum came from inside the car. A slender foot clad in black leather shoes stepped out. The man who walked out of the car was very tall, wearing a fitting black suit, his hair was a rarely seen light brown, and his face was profound.


    The man¡¯s unsmiling thin lips were slightly pursed. He wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his tall nose. A pair of eye-catching light green eyes reflected an emerald-like light in the winter sun from behind the lenses.


    ¡°Mr. Zhuang, we are very honored to be graced by your presence.¡± Meng Hui stepped forward enthusiastically to shake hands.


    The man also showed a very shallow smile and shook Meng Hui¡¯s hand, ¡°Coach Meng, you¡¯re exaggerating.¡±


    Tea fragrance was wafting in the office.


    ¡°How long will you stay in the country this time? Is everything okay at home?¡± Meng Hui asked concernedly.


    ¡°My mother fell ill some time ago and had a minor operation, I may have to stay for a while longer.¡±


    After exchanging some pleasantries, Zhuang Jingchun cut to the chase and went straight to the point, ¡°I heard that the club has been operating poorly in the past two years, and the capital turnover is in a difficult state ¡­.¡±


    When it came to the operation of the club, Meng Hui¡¯s expression seemed a little embarrassed and he was in a predicament, but he still told the truth about the business situation over the past two years.


    After listening to his story, Zhuang Jingchun has already hatched a plan, ¡°I will talk to the financial affairs, and the first payment will be sent to your account in three days.¡±


    ¡°Xiao Zhuang, thank you very much, you have solved my difficulties. I almost wanted to transfer this place over. It¡¯s wonderful that you have become a shareholder now ¡­.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun drank the Longjing tea in his cup, turned his gaze out the window, and suddenly noticed a figure wearing a black jacket sitting on the grass beside the track.


    ¡°That¡¯s ¡­.¡± He felt that the boy¡¯s profile seemed somewhat familiar.


    ¡°That¡¯s my new coach, Xu Xizhou. You should have known this kid if you pay attention to car racing. What a pity, he was originally the most promising Chinese racer to enter F1 ¡­.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun immediately remembered the reports he had seen on the Internet.


    ¡°Did the Lu family abandon him?¡±


    ¡°He moved out of the Lu family. I guess he doesn¡¯t want to owe his adoptive parents anymore. I don¡¯t know where he lives now.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun nodded. His eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the figure sitting on the grass.


    The boy in question didn¡¯t know that someone was watching him. A grass was held in his mouth and he stretched his waist. He took a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket and began to record something.


    Speaking of Xu Xizhou, the old coach was both regretful and indignant.


    ¡°Who would believe that there was such a dog-blooded matter nowadays. The mother seemed to have undergone liver surgery and they found a problem when searching for a matching donor. Those unscrupulous media too, they unexpectedly chased him to the international competition. As soon as his state declined, they began to ridicule him harshly, saying that if he hadn¡¯t been rich, he would not have the qualification to stand on the podium. Those reporters know not a damn thing. I know how hard Xiao Xu has worked for so many years, and how much he has paid ¡­.¡±


    ¡°Meng Lao[1], don¡¯t get too worked up.¡± Zhuang Jingchun picked up the teapot and filled his empty teacup.


    Only then did Meng Hui realize his gaffe. He stroked his chest a little embarrassedly, and said awkwardly, ¡°Xiao Zhuang, I made you laugh. Why don¡¯t you stay for lunch, I¡¯ll let the cafeteria ¡­.¡±


    ¡°No, thank you. I have a meeting this noon. I will invite you to have a meal another day.¡± Zhuang Jingchun got up while looking at his watch.


    The old coach sent him out with some regret on his face.


    Zhuang Jingchun returned to the car and as soon as he sat down, his cell phone rang. He frowned slightly at the incoming call, and then answered the phone.


    ¡°Xiao Chun, let me tell you. My friend has a son that has graduated from Stanford with a master¡¯s degree and is now teaching at T University. That kid is talented and good-looking, he is also about the same age as you. Do you want to meet him this weekend? Or should I send you his photo first?¡±


    ¡°Mom, I¡¯ve said it many times already, but I don¡¯t have any thoughts on this aspect for the time being. Can you not meddle in my private affairs, please?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m your mother, how can this be called meddling?¡± The person on the other end of the phone sighed, and said solemnly, ¡°Xiao Chun, mother didn¡¯t want to force you, but I have been in the hospital for a few days and I have seen a lot of births and deaths. What if something happened to your father and I in the future, you would be so lonely in this world alone. It is always better to have someone by your side.¡±


    ¡°Mom, why are you cursing yourself like that?¡± Zhuang Jingchun pressed the space between his eyebrows with a helpless expression.


    ¡°Or you find your partner yourself. I won¡¯t force you to go on a blind date if you already have someone, what do you think?¡±


    After the call was hung up, Zhuang Jingchun pushed the glasses up his nose bridge and sighed softly.


    ¡°Madam has good intentions.¡± The driver started the car while he observed Zhuang Jingchuan¡¯s expression from the rearview mirror.


    It wasn¡¯t that Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t know the painstaking efforts that his mother make, but he was a person with few emotions and there were few things he desired. Many people flocked to him because of his appearance and family background, but that just made him fed up.


    The black Mercedes-Benz started to drive slowly towards the gate of the club. Zhuang Jingchun put his elbow on the car window and looked back inadvertently, just in time to see the boy walking towards the office building with one hand in his pocket.


    The boy still had the same lazy attitude and maybe the grass in his mouth hasn¡¯t been removed. Inexplicably, Zhuang Jingchun suddenly remembered the Australian Grand Prix half a year ago. The air in Melbourne was warm and humid. For the first time, a Chinese face stood on the F2 podium. The boy¡¯s eyes shone brightly under his helmet, his face was full of excitement as he sprinkled the champagne in his hand high to the crowd.


    Who would have thought that the racing star who was eagerly reported in the sports world at the time, the teenager who shouldered all the expectations and praises of the Chinese racing world, fell from the cloud to the quagmire in an instant, and lived in this small go-kart club?


    Zhuang Jingchun looked at the boy¡¯s back and couldn¡¯t tell what his heart was feeling.


    His phone suddenly vibrated, and there was a WeChat message.


    [It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t want to meet up, but at least look at their pictures, maybe they¡¯re to your liking. ¡¾Smile¡¿]


    Zhuang Jingchun took a deep breath, glanced at the photo for two seconds, and didn¡¯t feel anything.


    [They¡¯re not my type.]


    After a few seconds of silence, he typed again.


    [I forgot to tell you that I¡¯m pursuing someone.]

 CH 3

    After a busy day at the club, it was already late at night when Xu Xizhou returned to Yuan¡¯s house.


    His ears were buzzing, and it seemed that there was still a scene of a little boy clamoring to ask him questions by his side. He rubbed his ears and took out the key to open the door. As soon as he walked in, he was confronted with an unfriendly gaze.


    ¡°This is the kid that you said would stay in our place?¡±


    Xu Xizhou was a little at a loss for words. At any rate, he lived to be 26 years old in his previous life. Although he has just turned 18 years old in this life, he also couldn¡¯t be called a kid anymore.


    The one speaking was Yuan Mu¡¯s lover. He¡¯s tall and thin. Even at home, he wore a white shirt that made him look like an elite businessman.


    ¡°Lawyer Bi, how can you speak like that?¡± Yuan Mu came out of the kitchen, an apron still tied on his body.


    ¡°This is my sister-in-law, right? Indeed, seeing is believing. He¡¯s really handsome and dashing, young and promising.¡± Xu Xizhou was not annoyed at all, he cheekily complimented the man instead.


    The man frowned when he heard the word ¡®sister-in-law¡¯, and he glanced at Yuan Mu behind him with dissatisfaction. Yuan Mu blinked at him and made a wronged expression.


    The man couldn¡¯t keep his sullen expression after being praised by Xu Xizhou. He raised his finger and pointed to the fruit on the coffee table.


    ¡°I just bought strawberries, wash and eat them by yourself.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, sister-in-law.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t want to disturb the couple¡¯s intimate time, so he went back to his room after eating the strawberries. He sat on the bay window and turned out the small notebook he carried with him. He recorded the phone numbers of several real estate agents. He knew that he couldn¡¯t live in this place all the time. Sooner or later, he would have to move out.


    Yuan Mu will definitely stop him at that time, and maybe he will be angry. He has to think of good excuses and how to convince him ¡­.


    In the middle of the night, Xu Xizhou was suddenly awakened by a noise from the bedroom next door.


    He heard the sound of something being knocked over and thought that the two of them were arguing because of him, so he quickly put on his jacket. As soon as he walked into the corridor, he met someone who came out of the master bedroom.


    Under the dim night light, Yuan Mu was wearing a bathrobe with an opened neckline, wantonly showing the hickey on his body. Only then did Xu Xizhou understand the reason for the noise next door, and his handsome face immediately flushed.


    Yuan Mu was also a little embarrassed, but after all, he was an adult in his twenties and had more experience, so he pretended to be calm and patted the boy on the shoulder, ¡°Don¡¯t panic, you will experience it later.¡±


    Seeing Yuan Mu walk into the bathroom, furthermore with a little stagger to his steps, Xu Xizhou covered his face in pain. He never guessed that his fitness coach would be the one below!


    Xu Xizhou went to the club with two dark circles under his eyes. When he ate lunch in the cafeteria, Lili asked him concernedly if he didn¡¯t sleep well last night.


    ¡°Uhm, the upstairs where I stay is being renovated, it¡¯s a bit noisy.¡±


    Xu Xizhou found a reason casually. He was a little puzzled when he suddenly saw a construction team outside coming in.


    ¡°Why did the club suddenly start to renovate these days?¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t Mr. Meng tell you? There¡¯s a great financial backer.¡±


    ¡°What financial backer?¡±


    ¡°Have you heard of the name Zhuang? The young master of that Zhuang family is the one that invested in our club.¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart thumped, and certain scenes from his previous life came to his mind. It stood to reason that he chose a completely different life from his previous life. It¡¯s safe to think that Zhuang Jingchun shouldn¡¯t come to him to sign a marriage contract as he did in his previous life, right?


    In his previous life, he still lived in the Lu family anyway, and he assumed the false name of the young master of the Lu family, but in this life he had nothing. Even if Zhuang Jingchun were looking for a marriage partner, he shouldn¡¯t look for him.


    Unable to say whether it was a sigh of relief or something else, Xu Xizhou lowered his head and continued to eat.


    The training on the track was boring and long. Watching the kids put on racing suits and helmets one by one and sit in the kart, with worried parents next to them, Xu Xizhou unconsciously remembered the time when he was young. Xu Mei occasionally came to see his games. Although Lu Feng rarely paid attention to him because of his work, he also gave him full financial support. At that time, he felt that he was simply the happiest child in the world. But he didn¡¯t understand until a few months ago that this kind of love was only based on a blood relationship. He was nothing to them when he was not their biological son.


    In the second half of the practice session, the sky became gray, dark clouds hung low, and there were signs of heavy rain. Xu Xizhou called all the little racers to the lounge for a meeting and analyzed their mistakes when driving karts one by one.


    ¡°Fang Yuan, you entered the bend early on the second lap, you should be 0.2 seconds to 0.3 seconds slower ¡­.¡±


    ¡°Guangyuan, the posture of your legs is not right when you step on the clutch. Pay attention to protecting your knees and exercise your calves more during physical training.¡±


    After more than a week of getting along, the students have wholeheartedly admired him. Unlike other coaches who like to give long speeches, Xu Xizhou rarely speaks in technical meetings, but once he speaks, they always hit the nail on the head.


    ¡°All right, today¡¯s meeting will end here, let¡¯s go have dinner.¡±


    The little racers cheered, they rushed out of the conference room and ran to the cafeteria.


    Meng Hui stood at the door with a smile on his face, ¡°It seems that you have adapted well to the status of a coach.¡±


    ¡°Thank you for your appreciation.¡±


    ¡°Speaking of which, you don¡¯t run F2 anymore. Have you ever thought about trying other races, such as rally car or touring car?¡± Meng Hui asked tentatively.


    It was unknown which word touched a certain string in Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head.


    ¡°Forget it, I¡¯d better leave some opportunities for the domestic racers. I can¡¯t grab other people¡¯s jobs.¡± He said while still grinning.


    ¡°Gee, you still don¡¯t have any manner today.¡± Meng Hui said helplessly.


    That night, Xu Xizhou was the last to leave the club. He sat in the maintenance workshop for a long time. There was an abandoned racing car in it, which was used for parts recycling. He didn¡¯t let the technicians dismantle it for the time being.


    He sat in the car¡¯s driver¡¯s seat and closed his eyes. The roar of the engine, the whistling wind, the screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, the pungent smell of burning gasoline, and the scenery of the fast receding track were all in front of his eyes, one by one passed before his eyes.


    Those pictures were as far away as memories of a previous life. Xu Xizhou unconsciously clenched the steering wheel, fell back on the seat, and sighed deeply.


    It rained outside when he left the club. Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t bring an umbrella. The rain was not heavy, anyway, and it only took a few minutes to walk to the bus stop. Wrapping his lapel jacket tightly, Xu Xizhou has just walked to the bus stop when several dazzling headlights swept over.


    The biting north wind mixed with the cold rain hit his face, and the boy was forced to stop. He squinted his eyes in displeasure.


    Under the dim street lights, several colorful top sports cars stopped in front of him.


    ¡°Yo, isn¡¯t this our Young Master Lu? How did you end up taking the bus?¡±


    A young man with red hair came down from the Lamborghini in the front. He was only about 20 years old, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his whole body was covered with luxury goods. The three words ¡®I have money¡¯ were written on his face.


    The red-haired man¡¯s name was Zhang Yan, he was also a half-assed racer. Once upon a time, in order to impress his girlfriend, he challenged Xu Xizhou to a race but was severely beaten by Xu Xizhou and was ruthlessly trapped for two laps, which made him lose face in front of his girlfriend. After losing the game, he was ridiculed by Xu Xizhou again, and he hated Xu Xizhou ever since.


    This person was still the same as in Xu Xizhou¡¯s previous life.


    The corner of Xu Xizhou¡¯s mouth curled up, ¡°Zhang Yan,  if you have the time to block me, it¡¯s better to improve your racing skills first. The kids I teach, who are less than ten years old, can drive faster than you.¡±


    Unexpectedly, even if this guy was not in a good situation, he still had the temperament of a young master who did not suffer in the slightest. Zhang Yan was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his fists clenched fiercely.


    ¡°Xu Xizhou, what the hell are you pulling? You are no longer the eldest young master of the Lu family, you are now just a bastard without a father and a mother! A bastard, you know?!¡±


    A voice was warning Xu Xizhou to calm down. After all, he had lived for twenty-six years in his previous life. There was no need to care about such a little idiot. However, at the same time, another voice sounded from the bottom of his heart. Now that he¡¯s been reborn, why did he still have to worry about many things, wouldn¡¯t it be better to do what he wanted without hesitation ¡­


    With a bang, Zhang Yan¡¯s figure was shaken by the heavy blow from his nose, and a burning pain came from his cheeks. He covered his bleeding nose in disbelief.


    ¡°You fucking dare to hit me?¡±


    ¡°Because you need a beating.¡± Xu Xizhou rubbed his sore wrist and said sarcastically, ¡°A racer¡¯s hands are very precious. It¡¯s an honor for you to be punched by this hand.¡±


    Zhang Yan was so angry that his temples were buzzing, he cursed loudly, and turned his head to call his followers, ¡°Beat him up! Beat him to death!¡±


    The scene was chaotic. The driver of the last bus pulled into the station and was about to stop, but hurriedly drove away after seeing the scene. Xu Xizhou watched those people surround him, he realized that he was impulsive. Naturally, he couldn¡¯t have beaten so many people by himself. He could only desperately protect his vital parts and gritted his teeth to bear the opponent¡¯s anger.


    ¡°Zhang Yan, do you fucking dare or not? Don¡¯t call so many people if you have the ability. I will fight you one-on-one!¡±


    ¡°One-on-one, your head! You¡¯re the one that makes the first move!¡±


    Another kick landed on his ribs. Xu Xizhou stifled a groan and cursed loudly.


    A black Mercedes-Benz quietly parked under a parasol tree not far away. Inside the car, the driver looked at the scene in the distance with some worry.


    ¡°Young Master, why don¡¯t we go there now?¡±


    ¡°Not in a hurry.¡±


    The light green iris behind the lens swept across the figure curled up on the concrete floor. The man spoke clearly, and his voice had the crisp texture of the collision of beads of jade.


    ¡°Let him learn a hard lesson first.¡±

 CH 4

    Xu Xizhou was lying face down on the cold concrete floor. When he desperately wondered if he would be killed alive by the crazy Zhang Yan, an old and hoarse voice came from behind him.


    ¡°Youngsters, it¡¯s not good for so many of you to bully one person.¡±


    Zhang Yan waved his hand, causing the people hitting Xu Xizhou to stop. Seeing that the person who came was an old man with gray hair and a neat suit, he thought that someone from the Lu family was coming, and he couldn¡¯t help feeling a little guilty.


    ¡°Who are you?¡±


    ¡°A passing by well-intentioned person.¡±


    He was relieved to know that this old man was not someone sent by the Lu family. Zhang Yan laughed, ¡°Why is an old man like you meddling with other people¡¯s matters? Be careful that I will also hit you!¡±


    ¡°Indeed, I can¡¯t handle this by myself, but we are now in a society ruled by law,¡± The old man took out his mobile phone with a gentle expression, ¡°So I just called the police and took a video as evidence.¡±


    Where did this wretched old man come from!


    Zhang Yan cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly returned to his sports car. As soon as he started the car, the shrill siren sounded abruptly, and two flashing police lights soon appeared in his field of vision.


    Fucking shit! Zhang Yan punched the steering wheel.


    Half an hour later, Dongcheng Police Station.


    Xu Xizhou sat on a chair in the corridor, took an ice pack handed over by a policewoman, and thanked her.


    He pressed the ice pack to the bruise on his cheek and glanced at the interrogation room at the end.


    Was it an illusion? He seemed to have seen the kind old man who saved him, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, nothing came to his mind.


    The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the empty corridor. When Xu Xizhou raised his face, he was met with the man¡¯s eyes full of anger and disappointment.


    ¡°Look at you, you have only left the Lu family for a few days, and you have degenerated to this extent!¡±


    Lu Feng was woken up by a phone call from the police station in the middle of the night. He learned that Xu Xizhou had entered the police station because of a fight with someone. He was so angry when he heard that. The vein in his temple was about to burst when he saw the bruise on the boy¡¯s cheeks.


    Fortunately, he kept his mind and didn¡¯t wake Xu Mei, otherwise, her body would not be able to bear this scene.


    ¡°Running away from home, fighting and making trouble, what are you going to do next? Do you have the slightest bearing of the Lu family?!¡±


    Xu Xizhou clenched the ice pack in his hand, and his whole body was aching, but he didn¡¯t seem to realize it. The only clear thing was the dull, numb pain that came from the depths of his heart.


    Looking straight at Lu Feng with his black eyes, Xu Xizhou smiled self-deprecatingly, ¡°Have you forgotten, I am not a member of the Lu family.¡±


    Lu Feng was choked for a moment, and the veins on his forehead twitched. Xu Xizhou¡¯s indifference and alienation stabbed him. He has always been a straightforward person so when he was provoked by Xu Xizhou, he immediately said indifferently, ¡°Okay, you¡¯re not a member of the Lu family, this is what you said! I will never care about you again in the future. You are on your own!¡±


    The menacing figure walked away, and the corridor returned to silence.


    ¡°You can completely explain it to him.¡± A voice suddenly sounded behind him.


    Only then did Xu Xizhou realize that the old gentleman who had called the police for him was standing a few steps away, and he didn¡¯t know how long he had been watching.


    He put down the ice pack and quickly got up to thank the old man.


    ¡°Child, you have a lot of injuries, don¡¯t you? Do you want me to take you to the hospital? The police station has dealt with all the matters here, you just need to pay some fines, after all, they insulted you first.¡±


    ¡°No need, sir. I only have minor injuries, I can just find a clinic by myself.¡±


    Xu Xizhou completed the remaining formalities, paid the fine, ignored Zhang Yan¡¯s provocation in the hall, and walked out of the door alone.


    It was late and his face was horrible to look at. If he went back to the apartment, it would definitely affect Yuan Mu and the others to rest. Not to mention, his battered face would scare them, so he¡¯d better just find a hotel to stay for one night.


    The rain was still falling, and the biting cold wind blew across his cheeks. Xu Xizhou dragged his heavy footsteps under the dimly lit street lamps. His head was dizzy, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth. He touched his lower lip only to find that the corner of his mouth was bleeding.


    As he got no tissue, he just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. As he walked, he noticed that a car seemed to be following him from behind.


    He stopped and the car also stopped. The car window fell, and the old gentleman¡¯s kind face appeared in his field of vision.


    ¡°Mr. Xu, in fact, it was not me who helped you just now, but our young master. Our young master wants to talk to you about something, can I ask you to get in the car?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s heavy head cleared up a little. He looked at the old man¡¯s face and suddenly remembered something.


    Wasn¡¯t this person the Zhuang family¡¯s housekeeper? He drove the car when Zhuang Jingchun came to find him in his previous life! That was to say, the person sitting in the car was Zhuang Jingchun?


    Xu Xizhou subconsciously looked into the car window, but only the shadow of the tree and his somewhat dazed face was reflected in the black car window.


    He has nothing left, why did Zhuang Jingchun still come to him?


    The housekeeper parked the car on the side of the road, propped up a black umbrella and got out of the car, and thoughtfully opened the back seat door for Xu Xizhou.


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s mind was in a mess, so Zhuang Jingchun had come a long time ago, and he was watching Xu Xizhou get beaten from the side. This guy was really fucking cruel, he was beaten to death before the housekeeper came forward to stop them.


    After grinding his teeth, Xu Xizhou got into the car. As soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of scrutinizing and critical green eyes.


    Zhuang Jingchun was dressed in a black suit coat, and the light-colored shirt was buttoned meticulously. The whole person was like the rain on this winter night, showing a hint of coolness.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know what can I do for Young Master Zhuang?¡± There was a wave of obscure anger in Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart, and his tone was not very good.


    ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you thank your benefactor first?¡± Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s tone was flat.


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be  able to repay Young Master Zhuang¡¯s great kindness.¡± Xu Xizhou said through gritted teeth.


    ¡°There¡¯s always an opportunity for you to repay this favor.¡±


    The man lowered his head and pulled out a document from the bag on the back of the seat, and handed it to Xu Xizhou, ¡°Now, here¡¯s the chance.¡±


    Xu Xizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the cover of the folder, and he unsurprisingly saw the four characters of the marriage contract[1]. He grinned.


    ¡°Young Master Zhuang and I met on the field half a year ago. Could it be that Master Zhuang fell in love with me at first sight, and wanted to play the dog-blood drama of love after marriage?¡±


    He deliberately said these words just to disgust the man, but he didn¡¯t expect the other party to raise his eyebrows, showing some interest.


    ¡°Do you think ¡­ your current appearance can arouse my interest?¡±


    There was a trace of embarrassment in Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes, he turned to pull the door, and the cold voice sounded again.


    ¡°Open it first and see what¡¯s written inside. It¡¯s not too late to curse me afterward.¡±


    Xu Xizhou pursed his lips, sat back in his seat unwillingly, and opened the marriage contract in his hand. When Zhuang Jingchun shoved this thing over in his previous life, he subconsciously felt that the other party was insulting him, and he tore it in half without even looking at it. Now that he looked at it line by line, he was getting more and more surprised.


    ¡°It¡¯s a mutually beneficial exchange where I need a partner and you need a chance to return to the F2 track. Zhuang family has cooperated with many sports car manufacturers in Europe. I believe it is not difficult to win a seat for you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou sniffed, his cheeks a little red from the heat in the car.


    Could something this good fall into his lap?


    ¡°Master Zhuang, you may not be very clear about it, but I have nothing to do with the Lu family now. I have no father and mother and am just an orphan. Are you sure you want me to agree to this marriage?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun frowned, ¡°You mean¡­ I have to help you find your biological parents?¡±


    This person completely misunderstood his words, and Xu Xizhou was a little dumbfounded.


    ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant, forget it.¡±


    He carefully read the contract again. The agreement period was one year, he was just a partner in name only, and they would not even live together.


    ¡°This contract has been notarized and has legal effect. You can rest assured.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was actually not worried that Zhuang Jingchun will fool him at all. He has nothing currently, and his life can¡¯t get any worse. What would he have to fear?


    ¡°I can sign, but I have a small condition.¡±


    He suddenly thought of something, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and a sly light flashed across his eyes.


    The author has something to say:


    Everyone is welcome to guess what the condition is. It is usually updated around nine o¡¯clock in the evening.


    Rilise has something to say:


    Err ¡­ no, I don¡¯t have any release schedule.

 CH 5

    Chapter 05 The Real and Fake Young Master


    Housekeeper Chen saw Xu Xizhou get out of the car and get into a taxi. He couldn¡¯t help but wonder whether the young master had succeeded as the conversation ended so quickly.


    He sat in the driver¡¯s seat and looked at the expression of the man in the back seat from the rearview mirror. Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s brows stretched out as if he had solved a perplexing matter that troubled him. However, less than a moment later, that handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly again.


    ¡°Housekeeper Chen, please help me with something.¡±


    Hearing Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s whispered instructions, Housekeeper Chen¡¯s expression became more and more shocked.


    Wouldn¡¯t this be too out of line? If the Master and Madam know about it ¡­


    Zhuang Jingchun seemed to see what he was thinking, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, ¡°As long as you do it without anyone noticing, no one will know.¡±


    Housekeeper Chen hummed a little anxiously. This task was not difficult, but the young master has always been indifferent. After watching in the car for so long, there wasn¡¯t the slightest ripple of expression on his face. Why did he suddenly put his hand in the matter again now?


    ¡°By the way, tell Auntie to clean up the guest room on the second floor when you go back.¡±


    ¡°Yes, Young Master.¡±


    Could it be that the child is going to stay in the Zhung family¡¯s house now?


    That night, after Xu Xizhou went to a nearby clinic to treat the wounds on his body, he casually found a hotel to stay in.


    He fooled Yuan Mu on the pretext that the club organized a business trip and he couldn¡¯t go home for a week. When he woke up the next day and looked at the marriage contract agreement on the table, he still felt that it was unreal.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s brain must have short-circuited to find him, and he must have also been crazy to agree to such an absurd request.


    Back at the club, Meng Hui was taken aback when he saw the injury on his face, and Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t hide it from him, so he honestly told him the whole story.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to come for a few days, take a good rest at home.¡±


    His appearance was really not suitable to show up in front of those little kids. More importantly, if he were to be seen by the little kids¡¯ parents and they file a complaint about him because of some misunderstanding, he might not even be able to keep the position of coach.


    As he left the club and was hesitating about where to go next, his phone suddenly rang.


    It was a call from Xu Mei.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, I know about what happened last night. Officer Liang of the Dongcheng Police Station explained the whole story to us. Your father came without knowing the story and scolded you when he shouldn¡¯t have. How are your injuries? Mom will go to see you, okay?¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t expect that the police officer would call Lu Feng to explain the situation. That¡¯s right, after all, Lu Feng and his wife were still his guardians. He has just become an adult. In their eyes, he was still considered a child, and his parents have to be informed about everything.


    Listening to Xu Mei¡¯s words, Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t tell what he felt in his heart. Words can be the most poisonous sword, piercing a person¡¯s heart with blood. The damage has already been done, he couldn¡¯t pretend to feel that there was nothing even if he ignored them. He was also tired of the couple playing good cop and bad cop.


    ¡°No need, I was really impulsive about what happened last night. My injuries are not serious, they will be fine in two days.¡±


    Xu Mei wanted to say something else, but Xu Xizhou took a deep breath and hung up decisively.


    He turned off the phone and put it in his pocket. He put on a cap and was about to walk to the bus stop when a dark gray Porsche stopped in front of him.


    He was slightly taken aback when he saw the person walking out of the car.


    Lu Rong was wearing an haute couture cashmere coat, and all of his hair was combed back, revealing a smooth forehead and handsome facial features. His temperament has almost changed drastically compared to half a month ago.


    ¡°Can I talk to you?¡±


    Lu Rong smiled at him modestly and gently.


    Half an hour later, in the coffee shop on the corner.


    Lu Rong held the full English menu with a look of embarrassment on his face. When he was hesitating to ask Xu Xizhou, the latter happened to whisper fluent English to the waiter.


    Lu Rong felt relieved, and quickly said, ¡°I¡¯ll have the same one like him, thank you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou raised his eyebrows, ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    Anyway, there wouldn¡¯t be any mistake in ordering coffee. Lu Rong thought so, but when the cup he ordered arrived, he regretted it as soon as he tasted it.


    How can there be such a bitter coffee in the world!


    ¡°What I ordered is black coffee of the highest concentration, which not many people are used to drinking.¡± The schadenfreude in Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes wasn¡¯t restrained at all.


    Lu Rong smiled awkwardly, he put down the cup in his hand while resisting the stomach cramps.


    Xu Xizhou had enough to play the vicious male supporting role, so he leaned lazily on the seat and looked at Lu Rong with his black eyes.


    ¡°Tell me, what business do you have with me?¡±


    Lu Rong sat up straight, holding the silver spoon in the mug in one hand, looking a little hesitant, ¡°Are ¡­ Are you really not going back to Lu¡¯s house?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not going back to Lu¡¯s house, shouldn¡¯t you be happy?¡± Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t bother to pretend to him, and bluntly said.


    A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lu Rong¡¯s face, and he said with some uneasiness, ¡°I never thought so. You have been in the Lu family for 18 years. Even if it¡¯s not your real family, it is not different from your own family. Moreover, these nights I often see Xu ¡­ Mom goes to your room.¡±


    Xu Xizhou sneered softly, ¡°Are you talking about the room that you have occupied?¡±


    Lu Rong¡¯s face became even more embarrassed, ¡°I didn¡¯t know it was your original room before. I told my parents that I moved to the guest bedroom. That¡¯s still your bedroom.¡±


    Xu Xizhou looked at Lu Rong¡¯s face carefully. In the previous life, onlookers always guessed that the two of them, this real and fake young master, would fight and scheme against each other. In fact, most of the time he deliberately provoked Lu Rong, just to attract the attention of his adoptive parents.


    Like him, Lu Rong was also a chess piece played by fate. It¡¯s just that he was not as lucky as Lu Rong who was the protagonist of the story. In this book, he was just vicious cannon fodder to set off the protagonist¡¯s positive qualities.


    As a vicious cannon fodder, he just wanted to leave the field early and stay away from all the disputes.


    ¡°I know that when I say these things, you may think I am hypocritical, but you are really different from what I think. Before I came to Lu¡¯s house, I was actually very scared and didn¡¯t know how to get along with you, but the last time I saw you, I found out that you are actually a very nice person. Later, I accidentally went to the storage room and saw that the cupboard was full of trophies. I just found out that you are very excellent ¡­¡±


    ¡°Stop, stop, stop.¡± Xu Xizhou clutched his chest and made an extremely uncomfortable expression, ¡°I¡¯ll vomit if you continue, really.¡±


    Lu Rong really closed his mouth tightly, lowered his eyes, and showed an injured expression on his face.


    With such a pitiful appearance, it was no wonder that his good friend in his previous life would be hopelessly in love with Lu Rong.


    ¡°Young Master Lu, I¡¯m really not interested in acting with you in any kind of brotherly drama with you. You don¡¯t have to come to me and work in vain. I¡¯m fine by myself. Please spare me, okay?¡±


    Xu Xizhou stood up neatly, asked the waiter to come to checkout, paid for his cup of coffee, and then turned around to leave the cafe.


    Lu Rong looked at his departing back, his gentle and handsome eyebrows gradually became gloomy. He suddenly grabbed the cup and drank the cold black coffee in one gulp like a masochist.


    After resting in the small hotel for a few days, the wounds on Xu Xizhou¡¯s face were almost healed, and he was finally in a proper state to meet people.


    He went back to the club to report in for work, when he was having lunch in the cafeteria, he suddenly received a text message from an unfamiliar number.


    There was also a short video attached to the text message. He opened it and took a glance, he laughed so hard that he almost spit out his meal.


    ¡°What are you looking at that makes you laugh so happily?¡± Lili looked curiously at him.


    ¡°Hm ¡­ It¡¯s just a silly video that will contaminate your eyes, you better not watch it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou held back his laughter and finished his meal quickly. He went to the cubicle of the training room and watched the video again.


    The video was taken at night. The light was dim and the camera was shaking, obviously, this video was taken secretly. There was a figure covered in a sack on the ground, screaming piercingly.


    ¡°You dare to piss me off! Wait for me, when I catch who did this, I will¡ªAaah!¡±


    This Zhuang Jingchun really had the means to find someone to beat Zhang Yan unknowingly so quickly.


    Before he finished laughing, he received another message on his phone from a different number.


    [Remember to delete it after you¡¯re done watching, don¡¯t leave any evidence.]


    [How did you do it? Can you tell me the details?]


    The other party did not answer his question, but asked, [Are your wounds healed?]


    How could it be possible for Zhuang Jingchun to care about him? There must be something wrong with this.


    ¡°It¡¯s almost better, anyway, I can meet people.¡±


    ¡°Housekeeper Chen will pick you up in the afternoon.¡±


    ¡°Why are you picking me up?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t reply, probably because he was busy with work. Xu Xizhou was in a good mood at the moment, so he didn¡¯t pay any attention to it and left the cubicle with a smile.


    When it was time to get off work, Housekeeper Chen really came, but this time he drove a Maybach, which was a little too high-profile.


    Xu Xizhou watched the car drive toward the city center and became somewhat puzzled, how could he remember that the Zhuang family didn¡¯t seem to live in this area?


    When the black Maybach stopped in front of a luxury men¡¯s clothing store, he couldn¡¯t sit still anymore.


    ¡°Uncle Chen, can you tell me what your young master is going to do?¡±


    Housekeeper Chen turned his head, a little surprised.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t the young master tell you? Madam will come tonight, she wants to see you.¡±


    WHAT THE FUCK![1]


    Xu Xizhou was completely dumbstruck.


    References

 CH 6

    Chapter 06 Meeting the Parent?


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t remember how long he hadn¡¯t worn a formal suit. Even when he attended the team¡¯s reception before, he rarely wore a formal suit to attend. Now standing in front of the mirror, he felt awkward.


    ¡°Mr. Xu, this set is especially suitable for you.¡± On the corridor outside the fitting room, the sales manager looked at the upright young man in the mirror with admiration in his eyes.


    Xu Xizhou tugged at the neckline and felt a little short of breath. He knew that it was not just because of the clothes, but because he had to see Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s mother soon!


    Can¡¯t this guy tell him in advance? In any case, he should at least give him time to be mentally prepared!


    Seeing Xu Xizhou¡¯s hesitant expression, the manager seemed to have misunderstood something, and smiled slightly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, the account will be recorded in Mr. Zhuang¡¯s name, you just need to dress appropriately.¡±


    Xu Xizhou blushed and turned white, and his whole body was uncomfortable. In the eyes of others, wouldn¡¯t he be the little white face[1] that Zhuang Jingchun nurtured?


    However, since he¡¯s been regarded as a little white face, why didn¡¯t he¡­


    A smile graced his face, giving him a feeling of being coquettish, and said, ¡°Then wrap up the sets I¡¯ve tried.¡±


    After buying the suits, Housekeeper Chen took him to the barbershop again and cut his overly long hair shorter, which made him much more refreshing than before.


    They were going to eat at the Luting Water Pavilion, which was the most famous lakeside restaurant in Wancheng. Xu Xizhou has been here several times and has fed the black swans in the lake.


    He walked into the revolving door absentmindedly and was led by the waiter to the private room in the center of the lake. To his surprise, Zhuang Jingchun was the only one sitting in the spacious private room.


    He sighed softly and stared at Zhuang Jingchun with some precautions.


    ¡°My mom is still on the way, she would not arrive any time soon. We need to do some preparatory work.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun was still wearing a black suit, but there was an emerald brooch on his chest, which matched his eyes very well.


    ¡°Given that we¡¯ve only met twice, there are things we need to agree upon.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun pushed a piece of paper over, ¡°Read it quickly, you better keep it in your mind.¡±


    Xu Xizhou picked it up to look at it, and suddenly laughed, who the hell did make up this dog-blooded script for them?


    ¡°A year ago, you fell in love with me at first sight on the F2 arena, but I am an insensitive straight man and I am unmoved by your pursuit. Until that rainy night, when I was lying on the ground in despair, you appeared in time, like the hero who saved the beauty, which deeply touched my fragile and broken heart ¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth and gripped the piece of paper fiercely.


    ¡°Who the hell wrote this up?¡±


    ¡°Secretary Zhou, it¡¯s a little illogical, but we¡¯re short of time and will make do with this.¡± Zhuang Jingchu calmly took a sip of tea.


    ¡°You were watching the excitement from the side at the time, right? I bet you enjoyed the fucking show, huh!¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun raised his eyelids, ¡°Speak less dirty words, my mother likes educated people.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he had already signed the agreement, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and noted down the contents.


    He suddenly thought of something and said worriedly, ¡°We don¡¯t need to do any intimate actions later, right?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s your definition of intimacy?¡± Zhuang Jingchun adjusted his glasses and looked at him with deep green emotionless eyes.


    ¡°Holding hands, hugging, or kissing?¡±


    Words that clearly represented some affection, spewed out of his mouth, but they sounded alienated and indifferent.


    ¡°Or ¡­ go one step further?¡±


    I¡¯m really out of my mind to ask him such a question. Thinking Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s secret that he accidentally encountered in his previous life, Xu Xizhou shrugged his shoulders discreetly.


    ¡°OK, just pretend I didn¡¯t ask.¡±


    Presently, at the entrance of Luting Water Pavilion.


    A beautiful and gentle woman wearing a classical Chinese cheongsam and wrapped in a cashmere shawl was waiting at the door.


    After a while, a white BMW stopped in front of the cloister, and a young woman with a bright face and light makeup walked down. Following the woman out of the car was a tall and thin young man with glasses and a scholarly appearance.


    ¡°Auntie, why are you waiting outside?¡±


    ¡°Xiao Wan, you are¡­¡± Jiang Xia didn¡¯t expect that her niece would bring another person here.


    Wen Wan said something to the young man beside her, walked quickly to Jiang Xia, held her hand, and whispered, ¡°Auntie, this is my colleague I told you about earlier. He graduated from Stanford and is good-looking, what do you think?¡±


    ¡°Xiao Wan, we¡¯re going to see Jingchun¡¯s boyfriend today. It¡¯s not good for you to be like this.¡±


    Wen Wan chuckled twice and patted Jiang Xia¡¯s hand, ¡°Auntie, I¡¯ve already asked his secretary, his schedule is so full every day, and he doesn¡¯t have time to talk about his boyfriend. I guess he just found a random person to show you, maybe it¡¯s a hired actor. Isn¡¯t this popular among young people now? Hire a fake partner to go home for the New Year or something.


    Just take this opportunity to let him meet my colleague, maybe something will spark between them.¡±


    When Wen Wan said this, Jiang Xia was also a little uncertain. The child suddenly said that he had a boyfriend a few days ago, and he took the initiative to say that he would bring his boyfriend to see her. Her son instantly became so obedient, but it made her feel a little suspicious.


    She glanced at the young man who was standing not far away. His appearance and educational background couldn¡¯t be nitpicked, and he looked calm. If he were to stand side by side with Jingchun, they actually would look good together.


    Jiang Xia blinked, and was soon relieved, beckoning to the young man.


    ¡°Are you Xiaoqiu? I heard from Xiaowan ¡­¡±


    When the private room door opened, Xu Xizhou never expected that he would be greeted by such a scene.


    Zhuang Jingchun was obviously also a little caught off guard. He frowned slightly and stood up from the seat.


    ¡°Mom. Wen Wan, why are you here too?¡±


    ¡°Our school is not far from here, can¡¯t we stop by for a meal?¡± Wen Wan¡¯s winked playfully and pulled her shy colleague to sit next to her.


    ¡°By the way, this is my colleague, Qiu Wen, who graduated from Stanford and is now a lecturer and is about to be promoted to assistant professor. If I remember correctly, it seems that you studied for your master¡¯s degree at Stanford, right?¡±


    Xu Xizhou was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Wen Wan¡¯s colleague shyly looking at Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s appearance from the corner of his eyes, he immediately understood.


    Good grief, his fake boyfriend was still here, but he¡¯s already on a blind date over there.


    ¡°You are indeed mistaken. I studied for my master¡¯s degree at MIT, and I only went to Stanford for half a year as an exchange student.¡± Zhuang Jingchun obviously understood what Wen Wen was doing, and his eyes swept toward her sharply.


    Wen Wen blinked at him and took Jiang Xia to sit down as if she was not afraid of the excitement.


    ¡°Who is the person sitting next to you? Can you introduce him to us?¡±


    She had been observing the boy around Zhuang Jingchun since she came in, and the two of them didn¡¯t seem to be close. It seems that her guess was right.


    ¡°It¡¯s a friend of mine.¡±


    Considering that Wen Wan¡¯s colleague was still here, Zhuang Jingchun did not make the scene any more unsightly. What¡¯s more, Jiang Xia probably saw what was going on between him and Xu Xizhou. It was not that simple for him to be as perfunctory as in the past.


    Xu Xizhou felt the faint awkwardness in the scene, and when he was gloating at Zhuang Jingcun¡¯s misfortune, there was an additional message on his mobile phone.


    [My cousin may have seen something, you have to find a way to deceive her.]


    [I think this Xiaoqiu looks pretty good, why don¡¯t I go first, and the two of you can chat here?]


    [You don¡¯t want to enter the F2 scene anymore?]


    This sentence was simply Xu Xizhou¡¯s weakness. His eyes darted around, and suddenly he had a brilliant idea.


    Wen Wan was touching up her makeup in the restroom. She flipped her hair and sent a message asking her colleague how he felt about Zhuang Jingchun. She smiled with satisfaction at seeing the other party¡¯s answer, put the phone in her Chanel bag, and walked out of the restroom.


    In front of the sink, she bumped into Xu Xizhou who came out from next door.


    In the room just now, this boy and Zhuang Jingchun hadn¡¯t said a single word in total. It could be seen at first glance that they were in an employment relationship. She didn¡¯t intend to pay any attention to him and wanted to leave after washing her hands, however, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her.


    ¡°Miss Wen, you are Jingchun¡¯s cousin, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    At this time, the young man in front of her showed a completely different look than when he was in the private room. There was a hint of paranoia and madness in his eyes.


    ¡°Can I help you?¡± Wen Wan looked at him with a frown.


    ¡°Do you know what Jingchun usually likes? The New Year is coming soon, and I want to give him a gift.¡±


    Why did this actor add his own scene? Wen Wan¡¯s eyebrows were still furrowed.


    ¡°I think Jingchun doesn¡¯t seem to like you very much, does he?¡±


    Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished saying that, the boy in front of her immediately showed a somewhat hurt expression and laughed at himself, ¡°Yes, I know he has never liked me, and I dare not show how much I like him in front of outsiders, because I am not worthy of him. Apart from that kind of relationship, we shouldn¡¯t have anything to do with each other.¡±


    The two buttons on his neckline were opened at some point. Wen Wan was a little puzzled when she heard him until she accidentally saw the red marks on his collarbones, and suddenly it seemed like she had been struck by lightning.


    She was already a mother, so she naturally knew how those marks came about. Furthermore, she didn¡¯t know whether this was only her illusion, but there seemed to be a few bruises under the red marks.


    My god, my cousin looked indifferent and abstinent. Did he actually have this kind of unusual hobby?


    She was originally wondering, if the two of them really wanted to act, they should deliberately pretend to be in love. Now that the boy said that, everything made sense.


    She was so nosy that she almost pitted her colleague!


    Seeing Wen Wen return to the private room in a rage and found a lame reason to pull her colleague away, Xu Xizhou winked at Zhuang Jingchun.


    The corners of Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s mouth curled slightly, and he took a sip of the red wine in the glass.


    After a while, Jiang Xia also went out. Who knew what Wen Wan said to her outside, when she came back, her face became extraordinarily complicated.


    ¡°What did you do in the restroom?¡±


    Xu Xizhou remembered his Oscar-level performance and felt that it was a pity that he didn¡¯t go to the entertainment industry.


    ¡°I temporarily thought of a new script, it¡¯s guaranteed to be logical and has no flaws.¡±


    ¡°?¡±


    ¡°The only bad thing is that your image is a bit scumbag in this script, but I think you wouldn¡¯t mind, right?¡±

 CH 7

    Chapter 07 Allergy


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s confused eyes narrowed slightly. Before he had time to ask more, Jiang Xia had already returned to the private room. Her complexion didn¡¯t look good.


    ¡°Can I call you Xiaozhou? How old are you this year?¡± A smile appeared on her face as she turned to Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°Twenty-one.¡± Xu Xizhou lied without batting an eye.


    ¡°Still so young. What do you do now?¡±


    At this moment, Xu Xizhou was very fortunate that Mrs. Zhuang did not pay attention to the gossip of the wealthy families in Wancheng, otherwise, his identity as a fake young master would have been exposed a long time ago.


    ¡°I¡¯m an amateur race and I work in a go-kart club teaching children to drive, something like that.¡±


    ¡°So it¡¯s like that.¡± Jiang Xia showed a thoughtful expression, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face, ¡°No wonder Jingchun likes you, he used to¡ª¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun suddenly coughed softly and handed a plate of strawberry souffl¨¦[1]


    I want [drool.gif] to her.


    ¡°Mom, try the dessert that just came.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was a little curious, what exactly was Mrs. Zhuang¡¯s interrupted sentence? Why did Zhuang Jingchun look unwilling to mention it? Could it be that Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s ex-boyfriend was also a racer?


    If it was really like that, then everything made sense. The reason why Zhuang Jingchun asked him to have a fake marriage was that he had an unforgettable white moonlight in his heart, and because he somewhat resembled the white moonlight and both of them were racers, Zhuang Jingchun that couldn¡¯t get white moonlight then turned to him for comfort .¡­


    So ¡­ The script he took was actually the script of the melodramatic white moonlight stand-in?


    As soon as Zhuang Jingchun turned his head, he found that Xu Xizhou was staring blankly at the brownie on the plate, his thoughts unknown.


    He lightly kicked Xu Xizhou under the tablecloth and reminded him in a low voice, ¡°Eat the dessert, don¡¯t leave anything.¡±


    Xu Xizhou returned to his senses and took a bite of the brownie, he said in disgust, ¡°It¡¯s too sweet. I just ate a lot, I really can¡¯t eat this.¡±


    He suddenly thought of something, winked at Zhuang Jingchun, and pushed the plate of dessert to him.


    ¡°Darling, eat this for me.¡±


    The blue veins on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s forehead twitched, and just as he was about to warn him in a low voice, he saw Jiang Xia, who was on the opposite side, looking at the two of them. He weighed it in his heart, and reluctantly picked up his spoon and took a bite.


    Not long after that, his face changed drastically.


    ¡°What¡¯s in it?¡±


    ¡°Raisins and walnuts, maybe some peanuts?¡± Xu Xizhou was not sure, he only took a bite not long ago.


    He looked at Zhuang Jingchun in puzzlement. In just ten seconds, Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s breathing began to be a little short, and his pale white face was rapidly turning red as if he had an asthma attack.


    ¡°I¡¯m allergic ¡­ to peanuts ¡­¡±


    He clearly remembered that peanuts were not usually added to brownies, so he just took a tentative taste.


    ¡°Ah, I¡¯ll call the manager and ask them to call an ambulance.¡± It was the first time Xu Xizhou had seen someone allergic to peanuts. He was taken aback and rushed out to call the manager.


    This was not the first time Jiang Xia has dealt with this situation. She calmly called the hospital, explained Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s symptoms in detail, and then walked over to hold Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, the ambulance will be here soon.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s consciousness was a little blurry at this time, he kept coughing, his entire stomach and throat seemed to be on fire, and he continued to spasm. He looked at the staff gathered around from the corner of his eye, as well as Xu Xizhou, who was full of remorse and self-reproach, he could not help but hold Jiang Xia¡¯s hand, and spoke in a weak voice, ¡°Mom, don¡¯t ¡­ don¡¯t blame him ¡­ it¡¯s my own carelessness.¡±


    ¡°You still care about others at a time like this. Don¡¯t talk, save your strength.¡± Jiang Xia was helpless and exasperated with her son¡¯s behavior.


    The ambulance came soon after. A few waiters helped to carry Zhuang Jingchun onto the stretcher. Looking at Zhuang Jingchun lying in the ambulance breathing weakly, Xu Xizhou¡¯s thick and slender eyelashes drooping helplessly, he felt as if something had squeezed his heart.


    He followed them to the hospital. Outside the operating room, Jiang Xia was full of worry and she looked exhausted. Xu Xizhou was almost overwhelmed by self-condemnation, so he went to the corridor in silence.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s allergic reaction seemed serious, but it was not fatal, and the doctor quickly brought his condition under control.


    Seeing the patient trolley come out, Jiang Xia was overjoyed and she rushed to his side and touched Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face.


    Zhuang Jingchun has now regained his consciousness, the green eyes covered with a layer of faint watery sheen opened slightly, he called her softly.


    ¡°Xiaozhou is also here, he¡¯s been ¡­¡± Jiang Xia turned her head and was about to call Xu Xizhou to come over as well, but found that the figure in the corner was gone.


    Inside the dimly lit stairwell.


    Xu Xizhou sat on the cold steps with his head buried in his knees.


    He always felt that he could definitely change a lot of things with this second chance, but his life is still a mess. Even he had caused others to suffer so miserably.


    His adoptive parents disliked him, his biological parents didn¡¯t want him, and his best friend betrayed him. Maybe it¡¯s because he was originally an unlucky star and didn¡¯t deserve to be loved at all.


    In the dark and isolated corridor, the overwhelming negative emotions swept through his body like a tidal wave.


    ¡°Xiaozhou.¡± The fireproof partition door was pushed open, a ray of light shone in, and a gentle voice sounded.


    Hearing that voice, Xu Xizhou hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes and stood up in a feigned calmness, ¡°Auntie Jiang, I¡¯m really sorry about today, it¡¯s all my fault ¡­¡±


    ¡°You and Jingchun are not actually dating, right?¡±


    Xu Xizhou was stunned momentarily, not knowing how to answer Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia smiled lightly.


    ¡°He¡¯s allergic to peanuts, it¡¯s impossible for his boyfriend not to know this.¡±


    Their acts were blown, Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart went cold, and Zhuang Jingchun would certainly want to tear up that contract when he woke up.


    ¡°Auntie Jiang, I¡¯m really sorry, I didn¡¯t mean to lie to you ¡­.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m not here to blame you. Besides, I can understand that maybe I have pushed my son too hard, so he just thought of such a way. But ¡­¡­ you should be different in his heart.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Xu Xizhou was a little confused.


    ¡°You may not know, the first thing he said to me when he fell ill just now was to tell me not to blame you.¡±


    Hearing Jiang Xia¡¯s words, Xu Xizhou¡¯s entire body shook for a moment, showing his disbelief.


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t blame him at all, but he still speak for him?


    ¡°Jingchun¡¯s symptoms are under control, he just has to take a good rest. I have something to do at the museum, so I¡¯ll have to trouble you to take care of Jingchun later.¡±


    Jiang Xia patted his shoulder, showed a meaningful smile, then turned around and left.


    Xu Xizhou walked down the quiet corridor in a daze.


    When he reached the intensive care ward, he paced back and forth for a long time before he gathered the courage and knocked on the ward door.


    ¡°Come in.¡±


    He heard Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s rare weak voice, and the guilt in his heart deepened a little bit, he walked in gingerly.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong with your eyes?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun frowned slightly when he looked at him.


    ¡°Irritated by the disinfectant.¡± Xu Xizhou did not want others to see his vulnerable side, so he pretended to be calm.


    ¡°Just now Mrs. Zhuang talked to me, she could see through my act, I¡¯m sorry I screwed up.¡±


    ¡°So?¡± The man¡¯s deep and calm eyes looked straight at him.


    ¡°That contract, I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll be able to accomplish it, how about ¡­ you find a more suitable person for your contract marriage.¡±


    ¡°Are you going to give up because of a small setback?¡±


    Xu Xi Zhou lowered his eyes, ¡°You don¡¯t understand, my life is a mess now. I have fallen out with my adoptive parents, and a lot of people are waiting to see me make a joke out of myself ¡­.¡±


    ¡°And then you¡¯re going to give up racing, give up the dream you¡¯ve worked so hard for over a decade? It seems that your love for racing is no more than that.¡±


    The sarcasm in Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s tone was like a needle piercing into Xu Xizhou¡¯s mind, he looked at the man¡¯s still morbid face, and the long-suppressed emotions in his heart exploded instantly.


    ¡°What do you mean by that? Have you seen my matches? Do you know how much I¡¯ve paid to get into F2?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, ¡°You got the National Karting Championship title when you were thirteen, and you first participated in F2 at the age of 16. This spring, in Melbourne, you started in the back row, madly overtaking your opponents all the way, and unexpectedly took third place, and in Spain, you were on the podium again with your excellent overtaking ability and perfect stopping strategy even with fuel leaks and worn tires.¡±


    ¡°Is everything I said correct?¡±


    ¡°How do you ¡­ know so much?¡± Xu Xizhou was stunned. He had always thought that the first time they met was six months ago in Melbourne, but now he realized that it seemed to be completely different.


    ¡°My dad likes racing, and when I was in Europe, I would occasionally accompany him to watch the races.¡±


    The man seemed a little uncomfortable at the mention of the subject. He took off his glasses and pressed the bridge of his nose which was a little sore.


    ¡°Anyway, since you signed the agreement, you should continue to fulfill your obligations. In addition, I¡¯m already in contact with the European Team, and there will be results in a couple of days.¡±


    Xu Xizhou sat next to him, and only when he got close did he realize that the man had a very shallow scar at the right corner of his eye, it had been covered by the frame of his glasses before, so he didn¡¯t notice it.


    Seemingly aware that Xu Xizhou was looking at him, Zhuang Jingchun quickly put on his glasses, and his face regained its indifference, ¡°I¡¯m fine, you don¡¯t need to stay here.¡±


    ¡°But I promised Auntie Zhuang that I would stay here to take care of you.¡±


    ¡°If you take care of me, I might recover more slowly.¡±


    Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth, desperately trying to make himself ignore Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s ridicule, and tried to pull out a smile, ¡°Do you want some water? Or you can tell me if you feel uncomfortable somewhere.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s quite creepy for you to look at me so gently.¡± The corner of Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s mouth curled up, and before Xu Xizhou get angry, he said softly, ¡°Go buy a can of fruits for me, canned oranges.¡±


    When he was young, every time he was hospitalized because of allergies, his grandmother and grandfather would buy canned food for him to eat. The two elderlies have long since passed away, but he had always remembered the taste of canned oranges in his heart.


    ¡°You¡¯re this old, but still like to eat canned oranges. My students are not as childish as you are.¡± Xu Xizhou complained softly, but his body still stood up honestly.


    He went around the nearby convenience stores and supermarkets, and only with great difficulty did he buy the brand specified by Zhuang Jingchun. He went back to the ward carrying the canned foods and was about to push the door in when something suddenly flashed in his head.


    Something did not add up, Zhuang Jingchun knew him too well, even when he won the karting championship and when he participated in F2, an ordinary spectator who only watches races on weekends as a pastime would not know so much.


    Xu Xizhou narrowed his eyes and walked into the ward in a very good mood.


    He sat on the edge of the bed, thoughtfully handed the spoon to Zhuang Jingchun, pried open the lid of the can, and was about to send it over when he retracted his wrist.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s eyes moved from the can to his face, slightly displeased.


    ¡°I have a question, even Racing Daily¡¯s reporter doesn¡¯t necessarily know when I won the karting championship in China, how do you know so much about it?¡±


    He sat a little closer, his eyes bright and a little sly, looking into the man¡¯s eyes, ¡°It couldn¡¯t be ¡­ that you¡¯re actually a fan of mine, right?¡±

 CH 8

    Chapter 08 Living Together


    Zhuang Jingchun smiled, ¡°I¡¯ve seen narcissistic people, but ¡­ it¡¯s the first time I¡¯ve seen someone as narcissistic as you.¡±


    ¡°If you¡¯re not my fan, then why are you so interested in me?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m interested in racing, not you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was embarrassed, he put the canned food on the bedside table, and decided to go out for some air. He¡¯d be pissed off if he stayed in the ward with this guy any longer.


    There was a coffee bar on the first floor. He was going to go in and sit, but when he reached the counter, a voice with an unsure tone suddenly came from behind him.


    ¡°Xizhou?¡±


    Xu Xizhou froze, he shouldn¡¯t be so unlucky, right? How could he meet him in the hospital ¡­


    ¡°It¡¯s really you. Didn¡¯t you go to City B on a business trip?¡±


    Yuan Mu strode up and grabbed his shoulder with one hand. He exerted too much force, the wound on Xu Xizhou¡¯s collarbone was not completely healed, and he suddenly hissed.


    ¡°Why are you in the hospital? Are you injured? What the hell is going on?¡±


    Xu Xizhou had no choice but to tell him everything that happened these days. Of course, he omitted the matter of his marriage agreement with Zhuang Jingchun.


    Yuan Mu originally accompanied Bi Ran for a checkup. Bi Ran had a bad stomach and often traveled for work. Who would have thought that he would meet Xu Xizhou who was supposed to be on a business trip when he went down to buy a drink.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier that such a thing happened? You¡¯re so stupid.¡± Yuan Mu was so distressed. He looked left and right while pressing Xu Xizhou¡¯s shoulder and turning him over.


    ¡°Then you are in the hospital now to change the medicine?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes flickered, and he didn¡¯t know what to say for a while. At this time, another wave of people came in at the door of the hall. When the one in the lead saw Xu Xizhou, he immediately greeted him as if he had seen a savior.


    ¡°Mr. Xu, how is Mr. Zhuang¡¯s situation? We bought some flowers and fruit baskets to visit him. I am very sorry for today¡¯s matter. It was all our negligence. The patissier at that time changed the filling of the brownie. It was all our fault, I am really sorry!¡±


    The speaker was none other than the lobby manager of Luting.


    Xu Xizhou cursed silently. Sure enough, Yuan Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him suspiciously.


    ¡°Where did this Mr. Zhuang come from? How many things are you hiding from me?¡±


    Twenty minutes later.


    ¡°What, a person you have only met twice asked you to sign a contractual marriage, and you agreed? How old are you, are you crazy?¡±


    Yuan Mu was so angry, he didn¡¯t expect so many things had happened to Xu Xizhou in just a few days. He blamed himself and was sad.


    ¡°How old is that Zhuang Jingchun? He wouldn¡¯t be an old pervert in his 50s or 60s, right? No matter how rich he is, how can you agree to such an unreasonable request in order to return to the F2 scene?!¡±


    ¡°Uh ¡­ Actually, Zhuang Jingchun is quite young, not even in his thirties, and he is not what you think ¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t know how to explain it, he merely went to the door of the ward. He shrugged when he put his hand on the doorknob, ¡°Why don¡¯t you go in and see for yourself?¡±


    ¡°Go in, I¡¯ll definitely beat this scumbag when I go in! Did he think he¡¯s amazing for having a little money So he thinks that he can harm a young boy?!¡±


    Yuan Mu walked in angrily, but as soon as his eyes fell on the face of the man on the hospital bed, he was stunned.


    In the ward, Zhuang Jingchun was surrounded by the staff that asked about his well-being, with a hint of impatient on his profoundly handsome face. He was thin and tall, and the monotonous striped hospital gown had an indescribable sense of beauty on him.


    A few seconds later, Yuan Mu turned around decisively and walked back as if nothing had happened.


    Xu Xizhou stood at the door and looked at him with a smile.


    ¡°What? Aren¡¯t you going to teach him a lesson? Why are you already going out?¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect the Mr. Zhuang you mentioned to be so young.¡± Yuan Mu¡¯s expression was a little embarrassed, feeling choked uncomfortably as if he had swallowed a whole egg.


    ¡°And he¡¯s also a mixed-race with a peerless beauty.¡± The surnamed Zhuang grew up to be this handsome, it was estimated that the people who have pursued him since childhood could fill a train.


    ¡°Does he look good? I think he¡¯s so-so.¡±


    Yuan Mu rolled his eyes, ¡°You don¡¯t know what blessing you have. With this appearance, let alone pretends to marry, even if he robs you, he will be the one who suffers losses.¡±


    ¡°You were the one clamoring to settle the account with him just now, and yet you¡¯re defecting as soon as you saw his face?¡±


    ¡°All right, look after him carefully. Bi Ran is looking for me, I¡¯ll go first.¡±


    Xu Xizhou smiled slightly as he look at Yuan Mu¡¯s rapidly retreating back.


    He waited for the staff of Luting to leave before stepping into the ward slowly. As expected, he was glared at by the man on the bed.


    ¡°You allowed those people in?¡±


    Xu Xizhou, ¡°Would you believe me if I said it¡¯s a coincidence? I ran into them when I went downstairs.¡±


    ¡°Who was that person who just came in?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart skipped a beat. It¡¯s finished, he definitely asked about Yuan Mu.


    ¡°He¡­is my fitness coach, I live at his house now.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun asked, ¡°Is he married?¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t understand why he suddenly asked such a question and looked at him suspiciously.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have a crush on him, do you? He is a married man, he and his husband have long been married abroad!¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun snorted softly, ¡°Don¡¯t you think you¡¯re an eyesore, being a light bulb in someone else¡¯s house?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s wound was torn open, his momentum diminished somewhat for a while, he could only bit the bullet and said, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with being a light bulb, as long as I¡¯m not embarrassed, it¡¯s others who are embarrassed. Besides, I¡¯m already looking for a house to move out of.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother.¡±


    ¡°Then wouldn¡¯t I live on the street if I don¡¯t find a house?¡±


    ¡°No. 128 in Huanyuan, that¡¯s a house in my name. It¡¯s close to the club. You can live there.¡±


    When Xu Xizhou heard what he said, his brain stopped for a while, and he asked uncertainly, ¡°Then¡­ do you want to collect rent?¡±


    ¡°Depends on the mood.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun took an apple out of boredom, peeled it with a fruit knife, and looked up at Xu Xizhou, there was a faint smile in his light green eyes, ¡°If I collect rent, can you afford it?¡±


    Here we go again, this guy obviously did something kind, but he always looked like he deserved a beating. He¡¯s always saying poisonous words whenever he opened his mouth, no wonder he¡¯s still single.


    ¡°I believe Mr. Zhuang won¡¯t care about this little money,¡± Xu Xizhou said with a smile.


    Zhuang Jingchun stayed in the hospital for a while before he was discharged. After Xu Xizhou confirmed that he was all right, he returned to Yuan Mu¡¯s house.


    Two days later, Zhuang Jingchun sent him the key to his house in Huanyuan. When Yuan Mu heard that he was going to move to Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s house, he suddenly laughed meaningfully.


    ¡°What pretend marriage, I think he¡¯s pursuing you under this guise. Men nowadays have so many tricks to chase someone.¡±


    The corners of Xu Xizhou¡¯s mouth twitched, his hands not stopping to pack his stuff.


    ¡°He doesn¡¯t live there, he just lent me a house for a while. Don¡¯t overthink it.¡±


    Yuan Mu shrugged, didn¡¯t argue with him, and entered the master bedroom. After a while, he returned with a box in his hand.


    ¡°Take this with you, maybe it¡¯ll be useful later.¡±


    The packaging was in Japanese, with a bunch of colorful patterns. Xu Xizhou thought it was probably some kind of candy. Xu Xizhou was busy packing up his clothes and didn¡¯t think much about it. He stuffed the box into the suitcase and zipped it.


    Yuan Mu had a job at night, he didn¡¯t have time to send him, so Xu Xizhou took a taxi to Huanyuan alone. He didn¡¯t have many things; just two suitcases and a backpack. The taxi couldn¡¯t drive into the community, so he had to drag the two heavy suitcases and walked to villa no. 128 by himself.


    When he arrived at the gate of the villa, he was surprised to find that the lights inside were on.


    He hesitatingly opened the door with the key.


    Fortunately, there was no one inside, but it was obvious that it had been cleaned. The marble floor was spotless, the vase by the spiral staircase was filled with fresh lilies, and the Yixing tea set[1] on the coffee table has also been wiped clean until it had a faint luster.


    Xu Xizhou looked around, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. He put down his suitcases and sat down on the leather sofa in the center. The soft and elastic sofa was very comfortable to sit on.


    He hadn¡¯t eaten lunch at noon, and he was busy packing in the afternoon, so he was very exhausted. Now lying on the soft sofa, he was suddenly hit with a wave of drowsiness, and he couldn¡¯t help but slowly close his eyes.


    Not knowing how long he slept, he suddenly heard footsteps.


    He shuddered out of instinct. When he opened his eyes, he was met with a pair of light green eyes.


    ¡°You, you, you¡­ why are you here? ¡±


    ¡°This is my house, why can¡¯t I come?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun sat down on the sofa, took a financial magazine, and flipped through it, and when he saw the suitcases next to the coffee table out of the corner of his eyes, his handsome eyebrows suddenly knitted.


    ¡°When are you going to unpack?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll unpack now.¡±


    Xu Xizhou scratched his head in embarrassment. He thought of buying a bottle of French incense on the way here and gave it to Zhuang Jingchun as a gift. After all, he lived in the latter¡¯s house.


    However, he couldn¡¯t find the bottle of incense when he rummaged in his backpack, so probably it was in the suitcase. He then squatted on the ground to open the larger suitcase on the left.


    Zhuang Jingchun watched him fiddling back and forth like a groundhog, and couldn¡¯t help but cast a glance, just in time to see a box that fell from the open suitcase.


    Two sets of eyes swept over the box at the same time.


    Three sides of the box were written in Japanese, but the upper side just so happen to be printed in English, along with a few stick figures.


    Xu Xizhou was a little puzzled when he saw the two stick figures joined together in a strange posture, but his cheeks seemed to burn when he glanced at the few lines of English on it.


    Damn it, Yuan Mu. Why did you give this kind of thing to me!


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s eyes obviously also fell on those English lines. He raised his eyes slightly, re-examining him as if he had met Xu Xizhou for the first time.


    ¡°I can¡¯t see that you are actually so open about this.¡±


    He couldn¡¯t wash this stain even if he jumped to the Yellow River


    Xu Xizhou wanted to cry but there were no tears in his eyes, ¡°Would you believe me if I said it was put there by someone else?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly, his green eyes covered with a shallow layer of frost.


    ¡°Although we signed a marriage agreement, you better put those thoughts away right now.¡±


    I may as well be interested in the neighborhood¡¯s Corgi rather than be interested in you, you narcissist!


    Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth, took out the incense from his suitcase, and placed it heavily on the coffee table.


    ¡°Your gift, no need to thank me.¡±


    ¡­¡­


    Xu Xizhou tidied up in the bedroom for a long time before slowly changing into his home clothes and walking out.


    Fortunately, Zhuang Jingchun was not in the living room, otherwise, this poisonous tongue might anger him again.


    He found a cup and filled it with hot water. As he sat down, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, ¡°That¡¯s my cup.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost spilled the hot water, he hurriedly put the cup down.


    ¡°The cups for guests are on the second compartment of the TV cabinet.¡±


    Xu Xizhou had no choice but to wash this cup without complaint, then went to get a new cup and filled it with hot water again.


    After taking two sips, he realized that the man opposite was watching him with a complicated expression. He was a little scared and subconsciously wondered if he had done something wrong again.


    ¡°I received an invitation today.¡± Zhuang Jingchun paused, then said, ¡°It was an invitation from the Lu family.¡±

 CH 9

    Chapter 09 Boyfriend


    Why did the Lu family send invitations to Zhuang Jingchun?


    Xu Xizhou suddenly remembered that a big event would happen soon, Lu Rong¡¯s coming-of-age ceremony.


    It was called the coming of age ceremony, but Lu Feng just wanted to find an opportunity to announce to the upper-class circle in Wancheng that Lu Rong was the true heir of the Lu family.


    In his previous life, half a month before the coming of age ceremony, the Lu family invited someone to train Lu Rong on etiquette and conversation, and Lu Rong lived up to their expectations. He behaved decently at the coming of age ceremony, with a gentle smile and a handsome face. Naturally, he won the favor of many people.


    As for him, the vicious supporting character, because he was unwilling to be ignored, he stayed in the corner and complained about how Lu Rong was only pretending. The result was that someone recorded it and handed it to Lu Feng. Lu Feng was already dissatisfied with him, and after hearing the recording, he was even more disappointed, so he stopped all his pocket money.


    Lu Rong¡¯s coming of age ceremony was the beginning of his breaking off the relationship with the Lu family.


    Zhuang Jingchun realized the atmosphere had become strangely quiet, perhaps because he mentioned the Lu family.


    He thought for a few seconds before saying, ¡°The invitation says  I can bring company. Do you want to go?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shook his head, ¡°Forget it, they probably wouldn¡¯t be happy to see me, I don¡¯t want to ruin the atmosphere.¡±


    As soon as Xu Xizhou finished speaking, the loud ringtone of his mobile phone suddenly rang. His expression changed slightly when he saw the caller ID.


    His once best friend, who would push him into the abyss, has returned to China.


    Xu Xizhou went to the balcony to answer the phone.


    ¡°F*ck, Lao Xu, why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier about such a big thing?! I just got back from Africa, and those projects are killing me. This poor place in Africa is really not suitable for people to stay in, damn it. Where are you now? Will you come to my place tonight?¡±


    Wang Miao was going off like a firecracker until he realized that there was no sound from the other end.


    ¡°Lao Xu, what are you doing? Are you listening? Say something.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m listening.¡±


    Xu Xizhou took a deep breath in the chilly air. If he hadn¡¯t been reborn, maybe he would trust Wang Miao as unreservedly as he did in his previous life, But listening to this familiar voice now, he only felt cold to the bone.


    ¡°Listen to me, we can¡¯t let this small setback hinder us. I heard that you left the Lu family. Are you stupid? Didn¡¯t you just let that Lu Rong succeed? My mother also received the Lu family¡¯s invitation that said they¡¯re holding a coming-of-age ceremony for Lu Rong this weekend. I was so angry that I almost wanted to tear up that invitation!


    ¡°But then I thought about it, isn¡¯t this a good opportunity to meet that Lu Rong? He¡¯s going to have a coming-of-age ceremony, right? I¡¯ll go over and give him a ¡®surprise¡¯, let¡¯s see if he dares to bully you!¡±


    Xu Xizhou listened to his words expressionlessly. Wang Miao said so, but on the day of the coming of age ceremony, as though he was getting possessed by something, he fell in love at first sight with Lu Rong. Not to mention bullying Lu Rong, he didn¡¯t even dare to say harsh words in front of him.


    The events of the previous life passed through Xu Xizhou¡¯s mind. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a frost-like chill in his eyes.


    Seeing him return from the balcony, Zhuang Jingchun asked subconsciously, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°I changed my mind.¡± Xu Xizhou pulled the corners of his mouth,  a touch of fearlessness and frivolity in his eyes.


    ¡°I¡¯ll go to the Lu family¡¯s coming of age ceremony.¡±


    Two days later.


    When Xu Xizhou came out of the club gate, the familiar black Bentley was waiting there.


    He said hello to Housekeeper Chen and got into the car.


    ¡°Young Master will go directly from the company. Do you want to go there directly or ¡­¡±


    ¡°Go somewhere first.¡±


    Half an hour later, the black Bentley stopped in front of an antique mansion. Xu Xizhou got out of the car. Within two steps, a figure flew over and hugged him vigorously.


    ¡°This fellow, you finally come, I¡¯ve been waiting for you for a long time.


    The speaker was none other than Wang Miao. He¡¯s a rarely seen androgynous, with a beautiful and somewhat feminine face. The Wang family and the Lu family were good friends, and they grew up in the same yard since they were young. Because he looked like a girl, Wang Miao was often bullied by many boys, and some even gave him disgusting nicknames. After Xu Xizhou found out, he beat up the boys who bullied him one by one without saying a word. No one has dared to provoke Wang Miao ever since.


    The deep friendship between them was also established in this way.


    A trace of struggle flashed across Xu Xizhou¡¯s face, and he stretched out his hand to push him away.


    Only then did Wang Miao realize that Xu Xizhou seemed somewhat different. He thought the boy got a psychological blow and was depressed, he subconsciously wanted to encourage him, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the black Bentley behind him.


    ¡°This car¡­ Who brought you here?¡±


    He thought back to how Xu Xizhou had moved out of the Lu family, he shouldn¡¯t have had the chance to ride in such a nice car.


    ¡°A friend.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t want to tell him about Zhuang Jing, so he just replied perfunctorily.


    ¡°Damn it, when did you have a closer friend than me?¡± Wang Miao looked at him with some jealousy.


    This familiar expression reminded Xu Xizhou of those times when they used to meet. Obviously, nothing had happened at this time, and it didn¡¯t seem fair for him to treat Wang Miao so indifferently.


    ¡°You will see later.¡±


    Xu Xizhou smiled and squeezed his shoulder lightly as usual.


    ¡°I¡¯ll go first, I¡¯ll come over again when I¡¯m not busy.¡±


    Wang Miao¡¯s lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but Xu Xizhou just waved his hand and got into the car.


    Seeing the thin figure in the rearview mirror getting farther and farther away, Xu Xizhou sighed softly.


    The Lu¡¯s house was brightly lit tonight, and the huge crystal chandeliers glowed dazzlingly above the spiral staircase. In front of the carved iron gate, well-dressed guests streamed in, and the melodious sound of the violin came from the hall.


    Zhuang Jingchun was wearing a dark green corduroy suit today, which made his complexion look like porcelain, giving him the aristocratic temperament. His mixed-race facial features added a sense of mystery to him.


    Xu Xizhou was wearing the same suit as him. He was handsome and upright, but compared to Zhuang Jingchun, he felt like children wearing adult clothes.


    Seeing Xu Xizhou leaning against the car window and constantly adjusting his tie, Zhuang Jingchun finally couldn¡¯t bear to see it any longer.


    ¡°Come here.¡±


    Xu Xizhou pouted and leaned his upper body toward Zhuang Jingchun. Zhuang Jingchun impatiently stretched out his hand to untie his tie and retied it for him.


    ¡°Did no one tell you how to wear a tie when you attended the team reception?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t wear a tie most of the time, and no one tells me off.¡±


    ¡°At that time, you were still the young master of the Lu family, so naturally, no one dared to remind you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou has to admit that Zhuang Jingchun was far more talented than others when it came to poking his sore spot.


    The two got out of the car together. As soon as Xu Xizhou¡¯s figure appeared, it caused a lot of discussion among the surrounding guests, and all kinds of shocked glances came over.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t that the Lu family¡¯s fake young master? What is he doing here?¡±


    ¡°My God, he is so cheeky. Didn¡¯t he threaten to cut off relations with the Lu family? How could he still have the face to come here?¡±


    ¡°But who is the person next to him? Such a handsome mixed-race, how come I haven¡¯t seen him before?


    Xu Xizhou and Zhuang Jingchun walked into the hall without a change of expression amongst the whispering crowd.


    Returning to the home he was once very familiar with as a guest, Xu Xizhou¡¯s mood was very complicated.


    It¡¯s just that before he had time to sigh, a very surprised voice came from behind him.


    ¡°Xiao Zhou, why are you here?¡±


    The person who spoke was Xu Mei. She was wearing a royal blue dress and a white shawl. She looked elegant and had a hint of surprise in her eyes.


    Lu Feng was taking Lu Rong to receive guests on the other side. When he heard this voice, he also looked over. When he saw Xu Xizhou, he subconsciously stood in front of Lu Rong.


    It¡¯s natural for Lu Feng to misunderstand, after all, everyone standing in the hall thought that Xu Xizhou was here today to smash the venue.


    After all, the young master who has been pampered and sheltered has suddenly become an orphan. Anyone¡¯s mentality will be out of balance, their mentality might be distorted and they¡¯d take revenge on society.


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t help but want to laugh when he saw Lu Feng¡¯s uneasy expression. He turned his head and whispered to the man.


    ¡°Say, what do you think I should say now to be more in line with their expectations of me as a vicious fake young master?¡±


    ¡°I suggest you don¡¯t say anything.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun straightened his collar, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to Lu Feng with a smile.


    ¡°Hello, Mr. Lu.¡±


    With a mixed-race face and the same green eyes as his father, Lu Feng immediately reacted and said in surprise, ¡°Mr. Zhuang, I didn¡¯t expect you to come back to China, it¡¯s great.¡±


    He immediately pulled Lu Rong¡¯s sleeve and couldn¡¯t wait to say, ¡°Xiao Rong, you should get acquainted with him. This is Mr. Zhuang, the future heir of the Zhuang Group. You are all the same age, so there should be a lot of topics¡ª¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun coughed softly twice, ¡°Excuse me, Mr. Lu, there is another person I haven¡¯t introduced.¡±


    When Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s clear green eyes swept over, Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart tightened, this guy wouldn¡¯t think¡­


    He bit the bullet and walked over. His palms suddenly became hot, Zhuang Jingchun held his hand in front of everyone.


    ¡°This is my boyfriend, Xu Xizhou.¡±

 CH 10

    Chapter 010 Fell Ill


    Wang Miao happened to hear Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s words when he walked into the banquet hall.


    He looked at their clasped hands in disbelief, as if he had been struck by lightning.


    On another side, Lu Feng¡¯s reaction was even more exaggerated. The smile on his face froze instantly, as if he was out of breath, he took a step back unconsciously.


    The guest began to whisper in shock and watched the scene with interest.


    To be honest, Xu Xizhou kind of regretted it a little bit. Lu Feng was a homophobic senior. Xu Xizhou ran away from home and got into a fight before, so he was very angry. And today, with him coming out of the closet like this, Lu Feng wouldn¡¯t be so angered that he had to be admitted to the hospital, would he?


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t seem to realize that his casual words were like a sudden clap of thunder that exploded in everyone¡¯s ears. As the one in the center of the storm, he looked perfectly calm.


    ¡°Mr. Lu, I know that you are Xiaozhou¡¯s adoptive father. Please rest assured. Since I am dating him now, I will definitely take good care of him.¡±


    Lu Feng¡¯s face turned red then white, from white to red. Blue veins bulged on his forehead, but he couldn¡¯t utter a single word.


    Lu Rong was also extremely shocked. He stared blankly at Xu Xizhou next to Zhuang Jingchun, with an inexplicable gloom in his eyes.


    ¡°Xiao Zhou, is this true? Do you really have such a relationship with Mr. Zhuang?¡± Xu Mei looked skeptically at Xu Xizhou.


    Xu Xizhou nodded, he simply broke the jar and returned the grip on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s hand instead.


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡±


    ¡°But you obviously liked girls before ¡­¡±


    ¡°He is no longer a member of the Lu family.¡± Lu Feng was finally able to digest the news. He stared coldly at Xu Xizhou like he was looking at something dirty.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to care about such a degenerate.¡±


    He was so angry that he didn¡¯t realize he had also scolded Zhuang Jingchun with this sentence until a pair of cold green eyes looked over.


    ¡°Mr. Zhuang, I didn¡¯t mean you, don¡¯t get me wrong ¡­¡± Lu Feng explained futilely.


    Zhuang Jingchun smiled lightly, ¡°You are Xiao Zhou¡¯s adoptive father after all, of course, I don¡¯t mind, but there are still some matters in the company, so Xiao Zhou and I will go first.¡±


    He took Xu Xizhou out of the door by their linked hands.


    Just as they walked to the car, an angry figure stopped in front of them.


    ¡°Surname Zhuang, let go of your hand  immediately!¡± Wang Miao was dressed in a white suit, his face was ridiculously pale, and he gritted his teeth as he stared at Zhuang Jingchun.


    When Xu Xizhou saw Wang Miao, he realized that he and Zhuang Jingchun were still holding hands. His ears turned red, and he let go of his hand subconsciously.


    ¡°Xu Xizhou, explain to me, what happened just now?¡±


    ¡°You guys talk slowly.¡± Zhuang Jingchun calmly got into the car.


    Xu Xizhou turned and walked to a tall pine tree, staring at the snow on it.


    ¡°Exactly as you see it.¡±


    ¡°The black Bentley that sent you before belongs to him, right? And you told me he was just a friend?!¡± Wang Miao flew into a rage, his whole being was on the verge of going crazy.


    Xu Xizhou turned to look at him, a little puzzled, ¡°Didn¡¯t you see Lu Rong just now?¡±


    ¡°How would I even have the mind to care about that Lu Rong or Wang Rong! You want to piss me off, don¡¯t you? You can tell me if you need money, why do you have to be with that guy if you want money?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not with him for money.¡± Xu Xizhou scratched his head, for a while he did not know how to explain it.


    ¡°In short, I signed a deal with him. I pretended to be his partner, and he financed my return to the track.¡±


    ¡°Contracted boyfriend?¡± Wang Miao snorted lightly, ¡°How old are you, do you believe in this tricking children kind of lie? He is the heir of the Zhuang family, he could ask whomever he wanted, why would he ask you to pretend to marry him? Xu Xizhou, wake up, don¡¯t wait until you¡¯re tricked into bed that you regret it!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m very awake.¡± Xu Xizhou sighed and looked at him calmly.


    ¡°As you said, what could he get from a person like me? I have nothing anyway, right?¡±


    ¡°You still have me!¡±


    Wang Miao¡¯s expression was almost hysterical. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Xizhou¡¯s shoulder with so much force that he almost crushed his bones.


    ¡°Since you can accept to be with a man, just stay with me and I¡¯ll give you money, okay?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s pupils immediately shrank when he heard that, and he looked at Wang Miao in astonishment.


    Wang Miao has always been a Bi, that¡¯s why it was not much of a surprise that he would like Lu Rong in his previous life, but he never thought that Wang Miao would treat him¡­


    Wang Miao regretted saying that, he realized that he seemed to have scared the person in front of him.


    He calmed down a bit, lowered his head, and looked apologetic, ¡°I didn¡¯t mean that. I mean¡­ If you are short of money, you can ask me for it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his explanation.


    ¡°I know you are kind, but this is my own choice. I also know what I am doing. I hope you understand.¡±


    Xu Xizhou turned around and was about to leave when Wang Miao¡¯s hoarse voice came from behind him.


    ¡°Is racing that important to you? Is it worth it for you to sacrifice everything?¡±


    Xu Xizhou suddenly laughed. It turned out that even his best friend never understood him.


    Racing is his whole dream, his only passion. Therefore, after Wang Miao ruined his racing career in his previous life, he would be in such pain and fall into the abyss of despair.


    ¡°It¡¯s worth it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou got into the car, and the warm air from the heater rushed toward his face. His whole body seemed to melt in this boundless warmth. He collapsed on the seat and stared out the window in a daze, he felt both physically and mentally exhausted.


    On the way, Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t talk to him.


    When they arrived at Huanyuan, the housekeeper parked the car in the basement, Zhuang Jingchun gave him a light kick.


    ¡°Don¡¯t sleep in the car.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t actually sleep, he just closed his eyes. He began to realize that his rebirth was like a butterfly flapping its wings, and maybe everything would change.


    He opened his eyes and met Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s green eyes.


    ¡°Just now¡­thank you.¡± He said sincerely.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t know that your adoptive father was so closed-minded


    The corner of Xu Xizhou¡¯s lips twitched.


    ¡°Actually, he didn¡¯t agree when I began driving a go-kart, it wasn¡¯t until I started winning awards that he didn¡¯t mind me racing as he felt that he had gained some face. What he always wanted was a well-behaved and obedient son with excellent grades who could be his successor in the future, and Lu Rong perfectly fit his ideas.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun raised his eyebrows, ¡°Is this the reason you left the Lu family? Because you think you can¡¯t compare to Lu Rong?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not saying I¡¯m worse than him, just that he¡¯s more in line with my adoptive parents¡¯ expectations. I¡¯m probably just an unwelcome kid[1], so my biological parents also wouldn¡¯t want me either.¡±


    The loss in the boy¡¯s eyes disappeared in a flash.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple moved. For a moment, there was an impulse in his heart. He wanted to rub Xu Xizhou¡¯s head, but his strong rationality suppressed that impulse again.


    You only have a contractual relationship, he reminded himself, you have no obligation to pacify his fragile emotions, let alone to pity him.


    ¡°Get out of the car.¡± In the end, he only said this softly.


    He caused a big scene at Lu Rong¡¯s coming-of-age ceremony, the heavens might be unable to bear it any longer and decided to punish this vicious supporting character, so Xu Xizhou fell ill within the next day.


    He just didn¡¯t wear a down jacket, after a few hours of being blown by the cold wind on the track, he developed a fever when returned to Huanyuan that night.


    He held a thermometer in his mouth, wrapped himself in the quilt, and put a wet towel on his forehead to lower his body¡¯s temperature. Zhuang Jingchun went on a business trip, so he was alone in the villa.


    When he was in a daze from the burning fever, a new email alert sounded from the computer. The email said that his application to the UK university had passed. The Academic Affairs Office reminded him to remember to register and pay tuition on time.


    Xu Xizhou went to the school¡¯s official website, and when he checked the tuition fees, his heart suddenly became cold.


    He can¡¯t afford the tuition at all, even if he can apply for a scholarship, the amount was just a drop in the bucket.


    Xu Xizhou turned off the computer and felt that his headache was getting worse as if something was jumping into the depths of his temples. This university ranked in the top 50 in the world. He applied with great difficulty and choose a major that he liked, if he give up just like that¡­


    Xu Xizhou tore off the towel on his forehead, barely propped himself up, and found the phone on the bedside table.


    He called Zhuang Jingchun.


    The other party seemed to be busy and did not answer his phone. He gave up after calling twice and threw the phone on the bed.


    When he was about to fall asleep, his phone suddenly rang.


    ¡°Calling me for something?¡±


    The man¡¯s voice was as clear and beautiful as ever.


    Xu Xizhou clenched his phone tightly, as though he was holding his last life-saving straw.


    ¡°I¡­received an offer from the school today¡­¡±


    ¡°Worried about tuition? Don¡¯t worry, since I let you go back to F2, I will naturally let you finish college.¡±


    Xu Xizhou laid down his hanging heart and said thank you.


    ¡°Is there anything else?¡±


    ¡°No more, you¡¯re ¡­ busy.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun put down the phone, and the business partner on the opposite side was looking at him a little nervously.


    ¡°Mr. Zhuang, is this performance not to your satisfaction? I heard that you are very proficient in classical music, that¡¯s why¡­¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun pressed his temple, the impatience on his face shouldn¡¯t be that obvious, right?


    However, what happened to Xu Xizhou¡¯s voice just now? Sounds like he has a cold?


    That guy is pretty though, even if he is sick, he should be able to take care of himself, there¡¯s no need to worry.


    He reassured himself like that, but he didn¡¯t see much of the next performance, and he always thought it was a little boring.


    He flew back to Wancheng that night. He was supposed to go back to the main house to accompany Jiang Xia, but after getting into the car, he asked the driver to change the route.


    Xu Xizhou was delirious from the fever, his body seemed to be immersed in flames, and he seemed to see a pair of light green eyes in his chaotic thoughts.


    A cool hand reached out to probe his forehead.


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t know whether it was his own illusion or something, but he seemed to see a trace of concern in those indifferent eyes.


    He didn¡¯t have the energy to think too much, and soon fell into a groggy sleep once more.


    When he woke up again, it was already morning. His fever subsided completely, and his whole body felt extremely light, as if he had been reborn.


    He left the room, walked to the revolving stairs, and was surprised to find Zhuang Jingchun sitting on the sofa in the living room.


    Next to the sofa, there was a huge cardboard box.


    ¡°Awake?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s gaze swept over without a trace, there was nothing out of the ordinary in his tone.


    ¡°Come and open the package.¡±


    Who would be sending him a package? Xu Xizhou went downstairs in a daze, walked to the cardboard box, and was slightly startled when he saw the name of the sender.


    It turned out to be sent by Lu Rong.

 CH 11

    Chapter 011 Good News


    Xu Xizhou opened the box and was surprised to find that it was a brand-new F1 simulator. The forged carbon fiber steering wheel panel was expensive at first glance.


    There was a note inside, and the writing on it was neat and beautiful.


    ¡ª¡ªXiaozhou, even if you leave the Lu family, I still regard you as a younger brother. I know your birthday has passed, but this gift might be a little late, I hope you like it.


    Xu Xizhou looked at the note in a very complicated mood. Unexpectedly, Lu Rong didn¡¯t even care about what he did at the coming-of-age ceremony and gave him gifts generously.


    Or is it that Lu Rong thought he liked men and was certain that he was not posing any threat to him, so he simply gave him some small favors and let him relax his guard?


    ¡°Just accept what others give you, don¡¯t think too much about it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t rush to put use the simulator but looked at the lazy man sitting on the sofa.


    ¡°When did you¡­ come back? Was it last night?¡±


    He wanted to know if those green eyes with concern were just his delusions.


    ¡°You¡¯re confused with fever, I just come home this morning.¡±


    ¡°How do you know I have a fever?¡±


    There was a trace of discomfort in Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s green eyes, ¡°Listen to your own voice, it¡¯s so hoarse. Go eat something since you¡¯re up, there is porridge in the pot.¡±


    ¡°Oh, did you cook it?¡± Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t know if he was out of his mind as he blurted out that question.


    Zhuang Jingchun seemed to be insulted by this sentence, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, ¡°You live in my house and still expect me to cook for you?¡±


    ¡°I was joking, just asking casually.¡± Xu Xizhou scratched his head in embarrassment. He probably said this in a daze because the fever has not yet subsided.


    Hoping Zhuang Jingchun would cook porridge for him? That¡¯s like asking for the impossible, it was already good if he didn¡¯t poison him.


    ¡°Pack up in these two days, you¡¯re going to France with me on the weekend. By the way, your Schengen visa has not expired, right?¡±


    Xu Xizhou had just finished drinking the porridge in the bowl, his eyes widened when he heard the man¡¯s words, and he couldn¡¯t believe it.


    ¡°My visa has not expired, and I still have more than half a year, but¡­why did I suddenly go to France? Is it about the team?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ll know when you get there, give me your passport.¡±


    Looking at his expressionless face, Xu Xizhou had a guess in his heart, and unconsciously, his heart beat violently.


    Was it really possibly what he thought?


    On Saturday, Xu Xizhou took a leave of absence from the club and followed Zhuang Jingchun to board the plane to France carrying only a light backpack.


    They had a layover in Paris and then flew to Lyon. It was sunset when they arrived there.


    Christmas was just over, and the streets of Lyon are still full of joy, with Christmas trees decorated with lights and gift boxes in shop windows.


    Xu Xizhou had been on the plane for more than ten hours and was so sleepy that he fell asleep almost as soon as he got into the taxi.


    Half asleep, he seemed to hear Zhuang Jingchun speaking in French on the phone, but he didn¡¯t understand a word.


    Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of a baroque red-brick villa in the suburbs.


    Xu Xizhou remembered that Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s biological father was French. So, was he going to Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s hometown?


    Thinking of this, he suddenly lost the slightest trace of sleepiness and tried to cheer up, trying to make a good impression on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father.


    ¡°Can you speak French?¡± Zhuang Jingchun loosened the collar of his shirt and asked Xu Xizhou before getting off the car.


    Xu Xizhou shook his head in embarrassment.


    ¡°Later you just have to keep smiling if someone asks you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou nodded and walked in with him in a daze. He was sleepy and hungry, his eyes suddenly lit up when he smelled the aroma of food as soon as he entered the villa.


    However, the next moment, when he saw a few middle-aged white men with typical Caucasian faces sitting in the living room with high noses and deep eyes, he didn¡¯t even dare to swallow his saliva.


    Oh my god, there are so many white people, and there are three brown-haired people who are all about the same age. Who is Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father?


    He remembered Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s instructions, he did not dare to speak casually and paste a formal smile on his face. The white men were also very kind and nodded to him with a smile.


    As the banquet started, and everyone else spoke French, Xu Xizhou who couldn¡¯t understand anything just immersed himself in eating. When he looked up, the appetizers on other people¡¯s plates hadn¡¯t moved. Only his plate didn¡¯t even have anything left, clean and shiny.


    Being stared at by Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s deep green eyes, Xu Xizhou finally felt a belated embarrassment, and subconsciously covered his plate with his hands.


    ¡°It seems that he is very hungry. Didn¡¯t you eat on the way?¡± The silver-haired Joseph asked with a smile.


    ¡°The plane meal is not enough for him.¡± Zhuang Jingchun looked a little helpless.


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t understand what they were talking about, but he felt that the gray-haired uncle on the opposite side had been looking at him all the time.


    Could this be Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father? But his eyes are not green, or is it that Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s eyes are not inherited from his father?


    The dinner party was over with all kinds of thoughts running through his mind. The Mexican maid was cleaning up the dishes, and the group went for a walk in the courtyard. Xu Xizhou sneaked up to the second floor while no one cared about him, found a sofa, and started to catch up on his sleep.


    Just as he was almost asleep, he was woken up by someone.


    Zhuang Jingchun sat in front of him, staring at him with the frustration of someone not meeting his expectation.


    ¡°Do you know who is sitting opposite you?¡±


    Xu Xizhou thought to himself, It¡¯s over, is it really Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father? If he had known, he would have pretended to be polite!


    ¡°The chairman of Lightning.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t turn around, but soon he realized something, his eyes have eager anticipation and joy.


    ¡°Is it the Lightning team of F2? Is it for real? Does he want to sign me?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t speak, his expression said it all. Xu Xizhou yelled, jumped up with joy, and jumped on the floor a few times, he couldn¡¯t help the joy and excitement overflowing in his chest, and opened his arms to hug Zhuang Jingchun.


    Zhuang Jingchun pushed him away with one finger in disgust.


    ¡°Thank you so much! You are super handsome today!¡± Xu Xizhou was so excited that he even blew rainbow farts[1] at the man.


    ¡°Don¡¯t get too excited, Lightning will conduct winter testing at Silverstone Circuit next month to tune the performance of the new car. If you don¡¯t perform well during the test drive, I can¡¯t guarantee that you can keep your spot.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I won¡¯t embarrass you!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s none of my business if you embarrass yourself.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun turned around impatiently and walked to the bedroom, but after entering the door, in a place that Xu Xizhou could not see, the corner of his mouth curled slightly.


    Early the next morning, Lightning¡¯s official account updated the news of the newly signed driver on Twitter, and the F2 event organization and the FIA[2] also forwarded it, and the news soon spread back to China.


    There are not many people who know Xu Xizhou outside the Great Firewall of China, and F2 does not have the same level of attention as F1, but it is different in China. Everyone knows about the matter of the real and fake young master of the Lu family as it has been reported in the media. Xu Xizhou¡¯s return to F2 was directly on Weibo hot search.


    Although there were not many people who understand racing, the comment under the news announced by the FIA ??was almost flooded with scolding.


    ¡°The spot is bought with money, right? Don¡¯t bring shame when you drive abroad.¡±


    ¡°How much did Lightning charge? Anyway, in F2, it is also considered to be an upper-middle team, how can it treat itself badly?¡±


    ¡°Did someone forget how bad they drive last season? Don¡¯t embarrass our country!¡±


    Wang Miao made an international call to him immediately.


    ¡°Damn it, that person surnamed Zhuang is quite capable, it¡¯s done so quickly! Don¡¯t look at the hot searches online, those people are cursing you so badly. Ignore them, they¡¯re just a bunch of keyboard warriors!¡±


    ¡°Actually, they are not wrong.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t mind at all. Racing is a world where speed is the king. Money can play a role in a short period of time, but the final result still depends on the driver¡¯s own ability and talent.


    ¡°The harder they scold now, the more exciting the reversal will be, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    ¡°I admire your way of thinking.¡±


    After chatting with Wang Miao, Xu Xizhou received several calls, all congratulating him on his return to the track.


    After he was expelled from the Lu family in his previous life, he has been participating in some inconspicuous small rally races and commercial events in China, and even deliberately let the second place surpass him several times for money. He never thought he would be able to return to F2 one day.


    He opened the window and took a deep breath in the bright sunshine of southern France.


    The official signing with lightning was in the afternoon of the next day. Everything went well. Joseph also took him and Zhuang Jingchun around Lightning¡¯s workshop.


    When he walked out of the office building, Xu Xizhou suddenly remembered something.


    ¡°Is your father not in France? I seem to not have seen him.¡±


    ¡°He is at the headquarters in Paris and should be back in two days.¡±


    Xu Xizhou remembered that the Zhuang family also had a factory in Lyon. In his previous life, apart from driving, he didn¡¯t care about the manufacture of racing cars. However, in this life, he suddenly felt that he couldn¡¯t be limited to the track. In order to better control the performance of racing cars, he had to learn more things.


    ¡°Can I visit the Zhuang family¡¯s factory?¡±


    Those obsidian-like eyes stared straight at Zhuang Jingchun, full of anticipation. Zhuang Jingchun found it difficult to refuse those eyes.


    ¡°All right, it just so happens that I¡¯m also going there for an inspection.¡±


    Zhuang¡¯s factory covers an area larger than Xu Xizhou imagined. The office building is all-glass and built next to a beautiful lake. The white factory building is built around the hillside, and the whole building has a post-modern smoothness.


    Xu Xizhou took advantage of Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s time in the meeting, took his work permit, and went to the workshop alone.


    He visited several laboratories. Because he speaks English fluently and can speak some German, after knowing that he is a racing driver, several engineers talked to him very happily.


    ¡°What is the innermost room for?¡±


    ¡°That is a wind tunnel laboratory under construction, which can then be used to test the performance of airplanes or racing cars.¡±


    Xu Xizhou immediately showed his admiration. Most boys were probably interested in these kinds of things deep in their hearts. He was leaning on the glass door, looking at the huge spiral structure inside, marveling at the gorgeous texture of the metal machinery.


    ¡°She is beautiful, isn¡¯t she?¡±


    A gentle voice speaking fluent English suddenly sounded next to him.


    Xu Xizhou turned his head, only to find that it was a tall and thin white man with silver hair and an elegant appearance.


    Xu Xizhou glanced at the work permit he was carrying, and smiled, ¡°Yes, are you also an engineer here?¡±


    ¡°I used to be, but not anymore.¡±


    When Xu Xizhou asked, he was surprised to find that the man was in his sixties.


    ¡°You can retire and have grandchildren at your age in China, why are you still working?¡±


    ¡°Who said I don¡¯t want to? I want to hold my grandson, but it¡¯s a pity that my son is not living up to the expectation, and he is still single now.¡± The old man sighed lightly.


    ¡°You must have been handsome when you were young, and your son must be handsome too. How can he be single?¡±


    Was it a certain aspect that was not working?


    The old man smiled slightly and was about to say something when a surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him.


    ¡°Dad?¡±


    Rilise: I practically doubled over when Xiaozhou thought a certain someone was impotent.

 CH 12

    Chapter 12 He¡¯s Very Good


    Xu Xizhou sat in the black Bentley, glanced at Father Zhuang in the front seat, and then at the man beside him.


    He was really blind just now. He didn¡¯t even notice that Father Zhuang¡¯s green eyes were the same as Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s. He also misunderstood him as an ordinary employee and pulled him to chat about family routines. When he thought about it again, it was a large-scale social death scene.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, can I call you that?¡± The man in the front passenger seat suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a smile.


    ¡°You can call me whatever you want.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be nervous, just think of it as coming to your own home. I don¡¯t speak Chinese well, so I can only communicate with you in English. I hope you don¡¯t mind.¡±


    ¡°You are too serious. It¡¯s me who came all the way here and caused you trouble.¡±


    ¡°I heard Jingchun say that you have signed a contract with Lightning. Congratulations.¡±


    Father Zhuang was also a racing fan. He talked about racing with Xu Xizhou endlessly once they began discussing the topic. When they got out of the car, the two were still talking about interesting things in Weichang.


    For dinner, Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father personally cooked authentic French dishes, including escargot, creamy pasta, pan-fried foie gras, oyster soup, and French souffl¨¦.


    Looking at a table full of colorful, flavorful, and tasty dishes, Xu Xizhou was amazed.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t pursue auntie with your good cooking skills, did you?¡± Xu Xizhou joked during the meal.


    ¡°My wife really likes the dishes I cook, but I¡¯m usually too busy and rarely cook. In fact, my wife¡¯s craftsmanship is better than mine. You should try it next time.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father thought of something, and smiled again, ¡°or you can let Jingchun cook for you. He followed me to learn authentic French cuisine.¡±


    The person named by his father ate the foie gras on the plate gracefully, without batting his eyelids.


    Xu Xizhou stared at his deeply focused expression, and couldn¡¯t help but poke his arm secretly.


    ¡°Did you hear it, Young Master Zhuang? Let me try your craft next time.¡±


    ¡°Wait until you get on the podium.¡± Zhuang Jingchun said carelessly.


    Xu Xizhou clicked his tongue, rolled up the pasta on the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.


    Since Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s father returned home without prior notice, the Mexican maid didn¡¯t have time to tidy up another bedroom. At night, Xu Xizhou had to stay in the second bedroom with Zhuang Jingchun.


    He was very self-aware, and as soon as he entered the door, he found bedding and blankets in the closet and spread them on the ground.


    Zhuang Jingchun sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at him while reading. Xu Xizhou obediently sat cross-legged on the blanket and was playing a mobile game. He didn¡¯t look uncomfortable at all.


    Zhuang Jingchun closed the book in his hand, got up, and headed to the bathroom to take a bath.


    Xu Xizhou played the game for a while and suddenly found that the room was a little too quiet. He looked up and saw that there was no one on the bed, only the sound of water coming from the bathroom.


    He was having a headache about how to get along with Zhuang Jingchun this night when a WeChat message suddenly popped up.


    [Have you used the thing I gave you last time?]


    It was from Yuan Mu. It would be fine if he didn¡¯t mention it, but he just had to mention it, and Xu Xizhou became angry at the reminder. If Yuan Mu hadn¡¯t stuffed him with the box of condoms that day, how could he lose such a big face in front of Zhuang Jingchun?!


    [Why are you stuffing that kind of thing in my suitcase? I don¡¯t like men, let alone Zhuang Jingchun!]


    [Don¡¯t be so sure, maybe someday you will have feelings after staying together for a while. When the time comes, two single men together, igniting the fire of passion¡­]


    Don¡¯t say it, he and Zhuang Jingchun are really single now.


    ¡°Forget it, he is taking a bath in the bathroom now, and I don¡¯t even know what to do next.¡±


    ¡°Damn, you guys hooked up so quickly?¡±


    ¡°What hook up, we can only sleep in one room to act out the part, I sleep on the floor.¡±


    Yuan Mu immediately sent a few drooling emotes.


    ¡°You may feast your eyes on it later. Believe me, that person¡¯s size is definitely impressive. After all, mixed-race genes are built differently.¡±


    What kind of size are you talking about? Xu Xizhou frowned and quickly reacted. His face suddenly looked embarrassed.


    He doesn¡¯t care about Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s size at all!


    That being said, when he played the game after that, he was a bit distracted, his skills were misplaced, and he pitted his teammates several times.


    When he heard a click, the bathroom door opened, and his heart began to race inexplicably.


    The heating in the room was turned up, and Zhuang Jingchun came out of the bathroom, steaming all over, wearing only a pair of black boxer shorts.


    He didn¡¯t realize that there was another person in the room for a while. He stretched out his long legs and wiped his wet hair with a wide towel while walking to the head of the bed.


    As soon as Xu Xizhou looked up, he found Zhuang Jingchun coming over. The first thing that caught his eye was the two long and straight legs, and then the black.¡­


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes widened and he gasped.


    This size is too scary, all right!


    Zhuang Jingchun wiped her hair and suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked down and saw that Xu Xizhou was sitting at his feet, staring somewhere around his waist.


    ¡°Have you seen enough?¡± Zhuang Jingchun narrowed his eyes slightly.


    As soon as Xu Xizhou raised his head, he met Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s gaze and immediately flushed. He pretended to look away calmly, and said disapprovingly, ¡°That¡¯s all? I thought it was going to be big.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun glanced between Xu Xizhou¡¯s legs and laughed lightly.


    Xu Xizhou felt that he had heard a hint of ridicule in his laugh. He stood up unconvinced and tried to straighten his chest.


    ¡°Some things do not depend on size. It¡¯s useless if you don¡¯t have the skills.¡±


    ¡°It seems that your skills are very good?¡±


    These words poked Xu Xizhou¡¯s wounds. Although he had chased the pretty girl in his class in elementary school, after high school, he devoted himself to racing and hardly cared about romance. He was still a virgin until now and was laughed at a lot by Wang Miao.


    ¡°Anyway, my driving skills are better than yours.¡± Xu Xizhou said unreasonably.


    ¡°I remember that you haven¡¯t got an ordinary domestic driver¡¯s license yet, have you? Where did the driving skill come from?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s because I haven¡¯t taken the exam yet, okay? I only turned 18 this year!¡±


    ¡°Brat.¡±


    ¡°Who do you call a brat?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun plugged in the hair dryer to dry his hair, too lazy to care about the brat.


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t sleep well that night. He had a ridiculous dream. In the dream, Wang Miao took him to the bar to pick up girls. He took a fancy to a long-legged mixed-race girl sitting next to the bar. After talking happily for quite a while, the two walked into the alley behind the bar together.


    However, just as Xu Xizhou was about to kiss her happily, the mixed-race girl suddenly pushed him away a little shyly.


    ¡°I have something to show you. Don¡¯t be angry.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was fascinated by her beauty and said without hesitation that he would not be angry. Then, he saw the girl lift her skirt¡­¡­


    Xu Xizhou screamed and woke up from the nightmare sweating profusely.


    Zhuang Jingchun was awakened by the scream and impatiently threw a pillow down, which happened to hit Xu Xizhou in the face.


    Xu Xizhou looked down and was immediately embarrassed. He hurried into the bathroom with the pillow covering his lower body.


    How could he have dreamt such absurd things last night while he was with that vicious guy?!


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s heart was cold when he changed clothes in the bathroom. He could only be thankful that Zhuang Jingchun was sleeping and would not pay attention to him for the time being. He sneakily washed his underwear and cautiously got out of the bathroom. As soon as he took a step, his nose hit a warm chest.


    ¡°Are you giving birth in there?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun sounded impatient. He looked irritated because he was not completely awake yet, and his green eyes were still a little bleary.


    Xu Xizhou looked at the close-up face. The facial features of the mixed-race girl in the dream suddenly flashed in his mind, and his face changed drastically.


    Such bad luck. What he dreamed of was clearly the gender-bended version of Zhuang Jingchun!


    ¡°I¡­I have diarrhea.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was so embarrassed, he pretended to be clutching his stomach, trying to escape from this place quickly.


    However, as soon as he left the bathroom, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important.


    Zhuang Jingchun picked up the cup and was about to brush his teeth when his gaze suddenly fell on the laundry basket next to the wash basin. After seeing what was inside, there was a hint of interest in his eyes.


    ¡°Diarrhea? So what is this?¡± He used the long handle of his toothbrush to pick up the small piece of fabric and turned to Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°You pulled it out?¡±

 CH 13

    Chapter 013 Hard-Mouthed, Soft-Hearted


    Xu Xizhou blushed, and quickly snatched his underwear from under the toothbrush handle and hid it behind him.


    Just when he thought the atmosphere couldn¡¯t get any worse, Zhuang Jingchun suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and approached him.


    ¡°What dream did you have last night? Hmm.¡±


    The last hmm had an airy sound. As if he had been bitten by ants, Xu Xizhou felt his face hot and itchy with a tiny trail of smoke.


    ¡°I dreamed of you, okay!¡±


    He said this completely in the manner of smashing the broken jar[1]. Anyway, since he had a hard time, Zhuang Jingchun shouldn¡¯t think that he would have it easy.


    Zhuang Jingchun paused mid-turn. Holding the toothbrush in his hand, he frowned slightly, looking at Xu Xizhou with interest.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect¡­you¡¯d be this infatuated with me.¡±


    He knew this guy would take the opportunity to taunt him again. Xu Xizhou rolled his eyes, ¡°Yes, yes, I love you to death and I can¡¯t extricate myself from this feeling. Your charm is the greatest in the world, right?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun smiled, feeling inexplicably happy, and headed back to the bathroom to continue brushing his teeth.


    During his stay in Lyon, Xu Xizhou not only visited the factory every day but also did physical training in the gym. He is well aware that he must regain the fitness necessary to be a racer as soon as possible to be ready for next month¡¯s winter test.


    When he came back from the gym every day, his muscles were aching to death, and he fell asleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow. On the contrary, it avoided the discomfort of getting along with Zhuang Jingchun.


    The days passed by like a stream of water, and the Spring Festival was just around the corner. Xu Xizhou came back from the gym that day and received a call from Xu Mei.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, your grandparents are here. They are all talking about seeing you. I know you are out of the country and it will be Chinese New Year¡¯s Eve soon. Anyway, go home and stay for a few days.¡±


    Xu Xizhou clutched his phone, not knowing how to answer for a while. When he was a child, he stayed with his grandparents for a few years and they loved him very much. In the past two years, his grandfather had several operations and kept talking about him when he was sick. Even if he was not their biological grandson, emotionally and logically, he still had to visit them.


    During dinner, he mentioned this to Zhuang Jingchun.


    Zhuang Jingchun took a sip of the clam soup in the bowl, looking a little hesitant.


    ¡°My dad originally planned to take you to Paris for the Spring Festival. My mother will come too.¡±


    After listening to him, Xu Xizhou suddenly felt a bit guilty.


    ¡°Sorry, I can¡¯t accompany uncle and aunt here. I will find a way to make up for it later. I plan to buy a ticket to return home the day after tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°Do you want to go back alone?¡±


    ¡°Otherwise?¡± Xu Xizhou shrugged and laughed at himself, ¡°I don¡¯t have any other relatives.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun seemed to want to say something, but he frowned and swallowed the words back.


    Two days later, Xu Xizhou flew back to China. Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t see him off, but he bought a bunch of gifts and asked him to consign them and bring them back.


    ¡°If my dad knew that you bought these ties and cufflinks, he would probably throw them out directly.¡±


    ¡°Let him throw it if he wants, consider it as an apology.¡±


    Xu Xizhou smiled and looked at the clouds outside the porthole.


    ¡°I¡¯ll pay you back for these gifts when the team pays the salary.¡±


    ¡°Your salary may not be enough.¡±


    ¡°You just have to hit me down, don¡¯t you?¡± Xu Xizhou saw the smiling stewardess approaching, and his voice immediately became quieter, ¡°It¡¯s about to take off, let¡¯s not talk about it, bye bye.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun looked at the end of the call page on his mobile phone. After staring for a few seconds, he then remembered that he still had a document that he hadn¡¯t signed, and he returned to work again.


    In the evening, when he got home, the first thing he did when he entered the bedroom was to glance at the floor. When he didn¡¯t see the furry black hair at first, he felt a little unaccustomed.


    He pressed his temple, sat on the sofa chair, and looked at the night scene outside the window. That guy returned to China alone, facing the large group of the Lu family, he didn¡¯t know if he would suffer.¡­


    When the plane landed, it was already late at night in China.


    Xu Xizhou dragged two large suitcases and a backpack and walked slowly to the exit. Xu Mei said that uncle Zhang would come to pick him up, but he didn¡¯t expect to see an unexpected person.


    ¡°Uncle Zhang.¡± Xu Xizhou smiled at the driver holding the sign. His gaze fell on the young man in a white down jacket beside him, his face a little stiff.


    He really didn¡¯t think that Lu Rong would also come to pick him up.


    The driver immediately took the suitcase in his hand. Lu Rong also stepped forward with a smile on his face.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, let me take your bag for you.¡±


    ¡°No need, this bag is not heavy. I can carry it myself.¡± Xu Xizhou met his gaze and unconsciously pulled the strap of his backpack.


    He felt from the bottom of his heart that Lu Rong¡¯s changes were really getting bigger and bigger. The country bumpkin who walked timidly into the door of the Lu family has long since disappeared. Lu Rong, who stood in front of him, was dressed in expensive clothes, and his gestures have become more and more like those of a wealthy young master.


    ¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯t return home alone.¡±


    Lu Rong suddenly spoke to break the silence in the car.


    Xu Xizhou smiled awkwardly, ¡°He is busy with work, and his family is spending the New Year abroad. Of course, they will not return to China.¡±


    ¡°I saw the news that you have signed with the F2 team. Congratulations.¡±


    A street light flashed in from outside the window, and Xu Xizhou looked at the face on the opposite side, unable to tell whether he was sincere or false for a while.


    But there are more important things that worry him right now. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Lu¡¯s house, his expression became more and more nervous.


    He hadn¡¯t forgotten that the last time he left Lu¡¯s house, he had a lot of trouble with Lu Feng. If he walks in later, he won¡¯t be kicked out by Lu Feng directly, right?


    Lu Rong seemed to see what he was thinking and smiled softly.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, with grandparents here, Dad won¡¯t lose his temper.¡±


    After returning to the Lu family¡¯s house, he saw that Lu Feng really didn¡¯t say anything, but snorted coldly and headed straight to the study.


    Xu Xizhou went to the room to talk to the two elderlies. Grandpa was getting old and was sitting in a wheelchair. He reached out and patted him tremblingly.


    ¡°You still know to come home to see me this old man, you little heartless!¡±


    A sad expression adorned Grandma¡¯s face as she secretly wiped away her tears.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, why do you bother to leave the Lu family? Even if you are not your biological grandson, you are also the grandson we have raised for so many years. This relationship can¡¯t be changed so easily.¡±


    Xu Xizhou held his grandma¡¯s hand and took out the gift from the backpack with his other hand.


    ¡°Grandpa and grandma, don¡¯t worry, I will always be your grandson, but now that I am an adult, it¡¯s time for me to be independent. I can¡¯t always stay at home. I promise I will visit you often in the future.¡±


    ¡°You have to keep your word.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Grandma. Next time I will bring the trophy to see you.¡±


    After coaxing the two elderly to sleep, Xu Xizhou gently closed the door and left the room.


    As soon as he turned around, he found Lu Rong standing on the other side of the corridor.


    ¡°The bed in your room has been made up. It¡¯s still your original room.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou was already very tired and just wanted to rest. He was about to pass by Lu Rong¡¯s side when he heard the boy¡¯s voice again.


    ¡°Do you know who will come tomorrow?¡±


    Tomorrow is New Year¡¯s Eve, the day of the family reunion. It¡¯s not surprising that the Lu family has several relatives. Xu Xizhou wondered why Lu Rong had to tell him about this kind of thing.


    ¡°My adoptive father and adoptive mother.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t expect this answer at all. His head was blank for a few seconds, and he quickly thought that Lu Rong¡¯s adoptive father and adoptive mother were the ones who picked him up in the wild and deliberately changed him with Lu Rong in the hospital because he was sick and they didn¡¯t want to treat him.


    It was the adoptive parents of Lu Rong who raised him for 18 years and nurtured him to become the village¡¯s only college student. Although the exchange of the two children was obviously very inappropriate and they were suspected of committing crimes, Lu Feng and his wife did not sue the couple. Instead, they generously invited them to celebrate the New Year.


    Xu Xizhou curled his lips, ¡°So, you should be very happy, right?¡±


    Lu Rong shook his head. In the quiet corridor, his handsome face was tinged with sarcasm. It was as if the flawless mask had been taken off, revealing an ugly crack.


    ¡°Actually, I hope they never appear in front of me.¡±


    Xu Xizhou looked at him in surprise, ¡°You¡­ are you not afraid that I will tell these to others?¡±


    ¡°You won¡¯t,¡± Lu Rong said lightly as he smiled and walked past him, ¡°because¡­you are the same kind of person as me.¡±


    This was probably the most difficult New Year for Xu Xizhou.


    Early the next morning, Lu Rong¡¯s adoptive father and adoptive mother came, carrying two large bags of local specialties. Seeing the simple smiles and reserved expressions on their faces, Xu Xizhou really couldn¡¯t resent them. In any case, they were the ones who picked him up in the wilderness and saved him from death.


    During New Year¡¯s Eve dinner, Xu Xizhou ate absentmindedly. After playing cards with the two elderlies for a while, he went back to the bedroom.


    The children who lived in the villa next door set off fireworks in the open space. Sitting at the bay window, watching the fireworks blooming in the night sky, he suddenly felt very lonely.


    This was not his home, nor did it belong to his relatives. He was sitting here, obviously an outsider, but he still had to force a smile.


    When he looked out the window in a trance, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.


    He picked it up and saw that it was actually a message from Zhuang Jingchun.


    ¡°Has the gift been sent?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s sent out, they quite like it, except for my adoptive father.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good. Don¡¯t forget your physical training when you return home. Don¡¯t slack off.¡±


    ¡°Got it. By the way, remember to help me say Happy New Year to uncle and aunt.¡±


    ¡°Hmm. I won¡¯t greet your adoptive parents, lest they have a bad year.¡±


    Xu Xizhou laughed lightly. His originally heavy heart became much lighter. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.


    Lu Rong stood at the door holding a plate of fruit.


    ¡°They are all watching the Spring Festival Gala. Why don¡¯t you go down?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shook his head, ¡°You guys watch it, I plan to go to bed early.¡±


    Lu Rong glanced at the mobile phone he was holding in his hand. Xu Xizhou had been listless all day, but now there was a smile in his dark eyes as if he had just finished chatting with someone.


    There were some subtle, strange emotions in the depths of his chest that he couldn¡¯t even notice.


    ¡°Are you chatting with your boyfriend?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s face changed slightly, and he looked at him vigilantly.


    ¡°Who I chat with doesn¡¯t seem to be your business.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m just curious. If he really likes you, he should accompany you back to China.¡±


    A dark and unclear emotion was visible in Lu Rong¡¯s long and narrow eyes as he stared at Xu Xizhou closely.


    ¡°Are you really dating? Or¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°My business with him has nothing to do with you, so I have no comment.¡± Xu Xizhou interrupted him coldly and closed the door with force.


    He knew that Lu Rong would never make it easy for him. This guy was bound to use his weakness to threaten him. Because he was such a person in his previous life!


    Xu Xizhou had only spent three days at the Lu family¡¯s house and returned to Huayuan on the afternoon of the second day of the Lunar New Year. The nanny and the driver went home for New Year, so he had to clean up the villa himself.


    He was someone who had never done any housework before. After mopping the floor all day, he was so tired that he put down the mop, sat on the sofa, and fell asleep.


    When he was half asleep, he seemed to hear the sound of a lock being unlocked. The next moment, a tall, slender, and travel-worn figure appeared in front of him.

 CH 14

    Chapter 014 The Same Bed


    Xu Xizhou rubbed his eyes and sat up on the sofa in disbelief. He must be dreaming. Why did Zhuang Jingchun return to China suddenly?


    Before he could speak, Zhuang Jingchun threw a box over and almost hit him in the face.


    Xu Xizhou caught it in a hurry.


    ¡°My mom gave you a New Year¡¯s gift.¡±


    Xu Xizhou opened the box and saw that there was a gray wool scarf inside, which was extra soft and warm to the touch. As he touched the scarf, his nose felt a little sour.


    ¡°Okay, don¡¯t look so touched. Is there food at home?¡±


    Xu Xizhou put the scarf back in the box, a little at a loss, ¡°Er¡­ there are only quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator.¡±


    ¡°You eat such unhealthy food all day long?¡± Zhuang Jingchun frowned and stared at him with some anger.


    Does this guy have the mindset of a professional racer?


    ¡°I didn¡¯t eat all day. I only ate twice, and I occasionally ordered takeaway¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s voice became smaller and smaller and finally stopped talking altogether, bowing his head in shame.


    ¡°Sorry, I was wrong.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun took off his coat and sighed.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you stay at the Lu family¡¯s house for a few more days?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s embarrassing for me to live there alone.¡± Xu Xizhou scratched his hair and stood up from the sofa.


    He remembered that the tea table hadn¡¯t been wiped yet, so he put the broom aside and was about to find a rag, but was stopped by Zhuang Jingchun.


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to do these things. I will call the housekeeper tomorrow.¡±


    He rolled up his sweater sleeves and walked straight to the kitchen.


    Xu Xizhou followed curiously and saw Zhuang Jingchun take out a piece of tenderloin from the freezer, skillfully shredding it.


    His eyes widened in surprise. He thought that Zhuang Jingchun could only cook French dishes, but he didn¡¯t expect that he could even cook Chinese dishes.


    ¡°What are you looking at? Come here and cook the noodles.¡±


    Xu Xizhou said ¡®Oh¡¯, and hurried over to boil the water on the pot stand. He was cooking the noodles here, while on the other side, Zhuang Jingchun heated up the pan, poured oil, and fried the shredded pork. The rich aroma immediately filled the entire kitchen.


    Xu Xizhou stared at the mustard-shredded pork in the pot and swallowed without caring for his image.


    ¡°Watch the noodles.¡± Zhuang Jingchun reminded him.


    Xu Xizhou nodded but still stared at Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s movements from the corner of his eye. Even standing in front of the gas stove, Zhuang Jingchun was still handsome and elegant. He had a straight figure, and his white wrist was exposed under the black sweater, flexibly flipping the spatula.


    Watching the man put mustard-shredded pork on a plate, Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes became brighter, and he leaned his head unconsciously when suddenly something hit the top of his head hard.


    ¡°The noodles are going to be mushy.¡± Zhuang Jingchun said word by word.


    ¡°Damn it, can you do it lightly?¡± Xu Xizhou retracted his neck resentfully, rubbing his head with one hand, and stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks with the other.


    Under warm yellow light, Xu Xizhou ate the last noodle in the bowl. He wiped his mouth with a paper towel and finally couldn¡¯t help looking at Zhuang Jingchun opposite him.


    ¡°You¡­why did you come back to China suddenly?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun paused as he ate the noodles. A trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.


    ¡°My mother asked me to come back. She is worried about you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou seemed a little surprised. Just as he was about to say something, Zhuang Jingchun had finished eating the noodles, put down his chopsticks, and glanced at Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°Wash the dishes.¡±


    ¡°Understood, Young Master Zhuang. You can just sit down.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s ability to cook noodles for him is already a great gift, and Xu Xizhou naturally has to do the dirty work of washing dishes.


    After washing the dishes, Xu Xizhou watched TV for a while, then couldn¡¯t sit still, and knocked on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s door.


    Zhuang Jingchun had just taken a shower, wearing a dark blue bathrobe, covered with water vapor, and stood at the door a little drowsily.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Xu Xizhou blinked and mysteriously took out a rectangular box from behind.


    Zhuang Jingchun caught a glimpse of the fireworks pattern on it and immediately became speechless.


    ¡°How old are you to still play with such childish things?¡±


    ¡°No, how is it childish to set off fireworks? Hasn¡¯t it been said that men will always be boys until they die? Don¡¯t you like this kind of thing? I still have many types here, like Fire Blossoms[1], Pili Crackers, and Sparkl¡ª¡±


    The solid wooden door slammed shut in front of his eyes with a bang.


    Xu Xizhou rubbed his nose, grumbled that Zhuang Jingchun was no fun, and walked downstairs with fireworks in his arms.


    He guessed that Zhuang Jingchun would reject him, but he was not disappointed and went to the yard alone with the pile of fireworks boxes.


    He took out the lighter and lit two fire blossoms in the open space, then he squatted on the steps and watched the colorful fireworks bloom in mid-air.


    Zhuang Jingchun sat in front of the window, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the figure in the yard.


    The boy sat on the steps, his profile seemed a little lonely. He was clearly watching the fireworks blooming in the sky, but his eyes were like a dimly lit night sky, empty and confused.


    He suddenly felt somewhat upset. He didn¡¯t want to get to the bottom of what was bothering him, so he raised his hand and closed the curtains.


    The next day, Xu Xizhou fell into a drowsy sleep and was woken up by Yuan Mu¡¯s phone call.


    ¡°Go to the forest park? Okay.¡±


    ¡°What, you want to bring your family?¡± Hearing what Yuan Mu said, Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t feel sleepy at all and sat up from the bed in a jerk, his expression a bit troubled.


    ¡°Don¡¯t talk about it, he will definitely not agree. I asked him to come down to watch the fireworks yesterday and he refused. He thought I was childish.¡±


    On the other end, Yuan Mu refused to give up and said persuasively, ¡°Think about it, this is still the beginning of the first month of the lunar calendar. The fact that he ran all the way back to China at this time shows how much he still cares about you. If you act coquettishly with him, maybe he¡¯ll soften and agree.


    Xu Xizhou had a ghostly expression on his face, ¡°Coquettish? You might as well stab me to death, at least I can walk peacefully.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Chinese New Year, don¡¯t say anything unlucky. Anyway, I have all the rooms booked. You can figure it out.¡±


    ¡°No, you¡ª¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t finish talking, and the other end had already hung up the phone.


    The whole day, Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t find a chance to say a few words with Zhuang Jingchun. He shut himself in the room and installed the simulator while Zhuang Jingchun was jet-lagged and slept until the afternoon.


    In the evening, the housekeeper came and cooked a sumptuous dinner. During dinner, seeing Zhuang Jingchun drinking the soup in a good mood, Xu Xizhou felt that his chance had come.


    He coughed twice in a dignified manner, and after he caught Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s attention, he pretended to say casually, ¡°I heard from Yuan Mu that the forest park in Xishan has nice scenery. It also has hot springs.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun put a piece of fish in his mouth and looked up at him.


    ¡°You want to play there?¡±


    Xu Xizhou nodded quickly.


    ¡°How many laps did you do on the simulator today?¡±


    ¡°About fifty laps and there are ten fastest laps.¡± In the end, he stepped on the clutch until his feet were sore.


    Zhuang Jingchun was quite satisfied with the data, and pondered for a few seconds, ¡°I¡¯ll ask Secretary Zhou to book a hotel tomorrow.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t expect Zhuang Jingchun to agree so quickly. With a smile on his face, he said, ¡°No need, Yuan Mu has already booked the hotel.¡±


    Only then did Zhuang Jingchun realize that he seemed to be fooled by him. He frowned slightly, ¡°You mean, there are others too?¡±


    Xu Xizhou carefully observed Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s expression before he responded, ¡°Yeah, Yuan Mu and his husband will both be there, and he wants us to come too. If you really don¡¯t want to¡ª ¡°


    ¡°When?¡±


    ¡°Ah? You agreed?!¡±


    Xu Xizhou looked at him expectantly.


    ¡°Anyway, I have free time. It¡¯s fine to go out and get some fresh air.¡± Zhuang Jingchun tried his best to ignore the boy¡¯s glimmering black eyes and answered in a flat tone.


    ¡°You prepare for it yourself, I won¡¯t care about it.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I will take care of it.¡±


    After dinner, Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t wait to drag Zhuang Jingchun to a nearby supermarket and buy a shopping cart full of snacks. Zhuang Jingchun mocked him for behaving like a primary school student on a spring outing. However, Xu Xizhou was not annoyed and threw two more canned oranges into the shopping cart.


    The next day, they set off early in the morning. Zhuang Jingchun was driving, while Xu Xizhou was wrapped in a blanket and lying in the back seat to catch up on sleep. He woke up as they approached the forest park.


    ¡°Your drool is flowing out.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun parked the car and looked back with disgust.


    ¡°Don¡¯t slander me, okay, how can there be¡ª¡± Xu Xizhou subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth, but his fingers were wet.


    The base of his ears turned red immediately, and he pretended to calmly take a tissue, and quickly wiped the corners of his mouth.


    They met Yuan Mu and Bi Ran in the hotel lobby. The last time Yuan Mu saw Zhuang Jingchun was in the hospital. This time, his eyes widened when he saw the man with a straight posture in a black coat.


    He secretly pulled Xu Xizhou aside.


    ¡°Your boyfriend¡¯s face is absolutely amazing. He¡¯s a star in the gay community. If he goes to a bar, those little zeros will probably pounce on him like zombies.¡±


    Xu Xizhou imagined the scene and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.


    ¡°I hate zombies. Besides, let me stress it again, I only have a contractual relationship with him.¡±


    ¡°Keep denying it.¡± Yuan Mu shoved the room card into his hand and winked at him, ¡°When the rice is cooked, it won¡¯t be a contractual relationship anymore, so take care of it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou originally thought that Yuan Mu had booked them a standard room with two beds. However, his expression froze when he opened the door and saw the scene in front of him.


    A huge round double bed occupied most of the bedroom area. A pair of wine-red love pillows adorned the bed, and two small rubbers were placed on the bedside table in a brightly colored storage box.


    Xu Xizhou facepalmed, and turned around in embarrassment, ¡°I¡¯ll ask them to change rooms.¡±


    ¡°I asked, and there are no spare rooms. All their rooms were booked out three days ago.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun realized something was wrong when Yuan Mu gave Xu Xizhou the room card and immediately asked the front desk if there were any spare rooms. However, the first days of New Year were the peak tourist season, and the hotel was fully booked, so there were no spare rooms.


    There was no expression on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face. He put the suitcase on the rosewood table and began to hang clothes in the closet.


    ¡°But here¡­ I can¡¯t sleep on the floor either.¡± Xu Xizhou looked somewhat sad.


    ¡°Is the bed not big enough for you to sleep in?¡±


    Xu Xizhou was startled, and looked at him in surprise, ¡°Don¡¯t you mind?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun narrowed his eyes slightly, ¡°Do you want to sleep on the floor?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shook his head quickly. He put his backpack on the bed, then sat on the bed and giggled.


    ¡°This bed is too elastic.¡±


    He rolled a few times on the bed, and after receiving Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s murderous gaze, he reluctantly sat up on the bed.


    At noon, they ate at a nearby farmhouse, and in the afternoon the four of them were fishing by the lake together. Originally, Yuan Mu planned to organize a hot spring bath at night. Unfortunately, the hot spring pool was still under maintenance and will not open until tomorrow, so the four of them can only go back to their rooms to sleep.


    Xu Xizhou became independent early. He hadn¡¯t shared a bed with anyone since he was five years old. Now there was another person lying on the bed, so he couldn¡¯t fall asleep.


    He turned around and tentatively poked Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s shoulder.


    ¡°Are you asleep?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t speak, but his shoulders were a little stiff. Xu Xizhou had already got the answer, and he slightly raised the corner of his mouth in the dark.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t¡­we have a chat?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun frowned slightly, and when he was about to refuse him, there was a sudden bang next door, and then there was a strange sound.


    ¡°Fuck¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou quickly realized what kind of sound it was, and was completely stunned.


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 CH 15

    Chapter 015 Possessiveness


    It can be heard from the voice that their neighbors were a pair of young men and women with very strong ¡®energy¡¯.


    Xu Xizhou lay stiffly with burning cheeks listening to the unceasing female voice.


    After a while, he felt the bed beside him move, and Zhuang Jingchun sat up.


    The man turned on the night light and got out of bed. Xu Xizhou immediately followed him.


    ¡°What are you going to do?¡±


    ¡°Talk to the neighbor.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun put on his coat, with a bit of irritability in his deep green eyes.


    Xu Xizhou followed anxiously. He leaned against the door, poked his head out quietly, and looked at Zhuang Jingchun ringing the doorbell of the door next to them.


    It took a while before the door opened. A shirtless, tall, and sturdy man walked out in a pair of shorts, his face full of impatience to be interrupted.


    ¡°Which fucking idiot¡ª¡±


    He quickly saw Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face clearly. After realizing that there was a foreigner in front of him, he immediately swallowed his curse and spoke broken English.


    ¡°Uh, Sowry[1]¡­ I am sorry¡­ very much¡­¡°


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t hold back his laughter behind him. Seeing that Zhuang Jingchun was about to turn around, he quickly slipped back into the room.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face didn¡¯t look good when he opened the door, and the next door was not closed. The man and the woman were talking loudly.


    ¡°An idiot foreigner. He is quite handsome, but that face is too loathsome. I guess he has no sex life and is jealous of me, so he came to interrupt our pleasurable deeds.¡±


    Xu Xizhou chuckled, and the next moment he received Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s murderous gaze. He quickly pretended nothing had happened and returned to the bed.


    Zhuang Jingchun took off his coat and lay down on the bed again. Xu Xizhou watched his eyelashes move, and couldn¡¯t help leaning over and pushing him on the shoulder.


    ¡°Are you not angry when people say that about you?¡±


    ¡°No need to argue with an idiot.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not okay. Why should he say that about you? We¡¯ll take revenge too.¡±


    Xu Xizhou blinked. He smiled as he suddenly thought of something, opened the quilt, and sat up.


    Zhuang Jing closed his eyes to rest when he suddenly felt the bed under him trembling non-stop. He frowned and opened his eyes to see the boy standing at the bed¡¯s head humming and jumping on the bed as if it were a trampoline.


    The corner of Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s mouth twitched, ¡°Stop it, right now.¡±


    Xu Xizhou lost interest in playing because his expression was too serious. He jumped in front of Zhuang Jingchun and was about to stop. Suddenly his left foot was tripped by the quilt, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell straight forward.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face changed dramatically. He watched as Xu Xizhou crashed into his arms. Xu Xizhou¡¯s nose bone slammed heavily on his clavicle, making a clear click sound.


    ¡°Fuck, my nose.¡±


    Xu Xizhou grimaced and touched his nose unconsciously with his hand. He didn¡¯t realize that he was leaning against Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s arms. When he stretched out his hand, he touched a piece of delicate and warm skin at the same time.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s body was visibly stiff for a few seconds. He pinched Xu Xizhou¡¯s neck and pulled him away. His whole body was surrounded by obvious low air pressure.


    ¡°Are you done making trouble?¡±


    Only then did Xu Xizhou realize that the two of them were very close. Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t wear glasses, and those captivating green eyes were like dark green swirls, carrying a strange attraction.


    ¡°Why do your eyes look like cats?¡± Xu Xizhou muttered to himself.


    In the next second, the skin on the back of his neck was pinched fiercely. He cried out in pain and rolled off Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s body.


    This guy also has a cat-like personality. He stretches out his paws to scratch people at every turn. Just like that!


    ¡°I was wrong, I was wrong. I won¡¯t provoke you anymore, okay?¡±


    Xu Xizhou aggrievedly lay under the quilt, his black eyes damp with tears.


    ¡°Why are you like this? I just want to help you vent your anger.¡±


    ¡°You are disturbing people, not helping me vent.¡±


    ¡°Staying with someone like you is really boring.¡± Xu Xizhou snorted coldly, covered the quilt over his head, and closed his eyes angrily.


    IF YOU READ THIS OUTSIDE OF TAMAGO THEN IT¡¯S STOLEN


    The next morning, Xu Xizhou went downstairs for breakfast with two thick dark circles under his eyes.


    Yuan Mu walked over with a plate and smiled meaningfully when he saw his sleepy face.


    ¡°What did you do last night that made you so tired?¡±


    Xu Xizhou rubbed his sore neck from the stiff neck, ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, I was tossed all night and didn¡¯t sleep well.¡±


    Yuan Mu¡¯s eyes lit up suddenly, showing a look of surprise. Only then did Xu Xizhou realize that his words were ambiguous, and he quickly explained, ¡°It¡¯s not that kind of toss. A couple next door was doing the deed, and the voice was very loud, you know.¡±


    Yuan Mu was a little disappointed, hated iron for not becoming steel, and said, ¡°Then you should retaliate, louder than them, and make them ashamed!¡±


    Xu Xizhou rubbed his forehead and was about to speak when his cell phone rang suddenly.


    It was Wang Miao¡¯s call.


    Wang Miao originally wanted to ask him to hang out, but after learning that he was in the forest Park, he immediately said with great interest that he wanted to go there and play too.


    At noon, they went to the camping site for a barbecue, and Wang Miao really came over with a bunch of ingredients. He greeted Yuan Mu and Bi Ran very familiarly and sat next to Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°I brought all your favorite foods, including saury, grilled wings, and enoki mushrooms¡­¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun stood in front of the griller, carelessly flipping the tenderloin on the iron frame, and glanced at where Xu Xizhou was sitting. Zhuang Jingchun felt that the scene when Xu Xizhou and Wang Miao were sitting close and whispering was a bit unsightly. Suddenly, a small crackling sound. He looked down and realized the tenderloin on the iron frame was burnt.


    He expressionlessly threw the piece of burnt meat into the trash can, picked up a bunch of prawns, and put them on the iron frame.


    Wang Miao finished roasting the chicken wings on the grill on the other side and delivered them to Xu Xizhou¡¯s mouth immediately.


    ¡°Lao Xu, come on, taste it.¡±


    On the other end, Yuan Mu and Bi Ran looked at them complicatedly.


    Xu Xizhou opened his mouth and was about to bite off the grilled wings, when a bunch of prawns suddenly appeared, blocking the grilled wings.


    Xu Xizhou looked at Zhuang Jingchun standing in front of him in astonishment. Does this guy actually grill something for him?


    ¡°Hey, you actually gave him burnt shrimp?¡± Wang Miao looked dissatisfied. From the moment he walked into the camping site, he didn¡¯t like Zhuang Jingchun at all.


    ¡°Your chicken wings aren¡¯t very well grilled. Are they cooked inside?¡±


    Wang Miao stared at Zhuang Jingchun viciously, then turned to Xu Xizhou, ¡°Xu Xizhou, which do you want to eat?¡±


    That fierce look seemed to be saying ¡®don¡¯t you dare choose lover over friend¡¯!


    Xu Xizhou laughed dryly, and at the same time took the bamboo sticks handed over by the two of them.


    ¡°How about eating both?¡±


    ¡°Tch, so perfunctory.¡± Wang Miao turned his head and left.


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t say anything, but his face looked better, and he went to the grill to toss his beef again.


    The hot spring pool was open today, and after dinner, Yuan Mu and Xu Xizhou discussed going to the hot spring together.


    ¡°This young master can only soak in a private bath, and I don¡¯t like that kind of public bath.¡± Wang Miao said with the air of a hedonistic young master.


    Yuan Mu shrugged, ¡°I can only order two pools. Why doesn¡¯t Young Master Wang open another one for yourself?¡±


    Wang Miao frowned slightly. Two pools¡­ So, Yuan Mu and Bi Ran are in one place while Zhuang Jingchun and Xu Xizhou are together in the other pool?


    That Zhuang Jingchun must have bad intentions! He must not let these two soaks together!


    ¡°No need, I can just soak with Lao Xu.¡± Wang Miao smiled and hugged Xu Xizhou¡¯s shoulder, ¡°You don¡¯t mind me becoming a light bulb, right?¡±


    Xu Xizhou looked at Zhuang Jingchun reflexively. He was worried about the embarrassment of soaking in a hot spring with Zhuang Jingchun. Now that there was one more Wang Miao, he didn¡¯t need to be so restrained. However, when he looked at Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s expression, why did he seem a little unhappy?


    Probably because he didn¡¯t want to meet ¡õ¡õ[2] people he didn¡¯t know well. Xu Xizhou thought to himself.


    The hot spring pool was on the first floor of the hotel, surrounded by bamboo forests, and the environment was very elegant. There was some distance between the different hot spring pools, and there were screens to block them, ensuring privacy.


    Xu Xizhou was the fastest to change his clothes. He soaked in the pool early on, with a bath towel on his head, and leaned against the stone wall with half-closed eyes comfortably. Not long after, there was the sound of water beside him, and it was Wang Miao who also came down.


    ¡°Damn it, Lao Xu, you¡¯ve trained your little muscles well.¡±


    Wang Miao couldn¡¯t help but pinch Xu Xizhou¡¯s arm as soon as he got into the water. Xu Xizhou¡¯s physical training these days has been very effective, and his arm was wrapped in a layer of beautiful and smooth muscles.


    Xu Xizhou was still not used to being so close to Wang Miao. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, ¡°No need to move your hands, just soak properly.¡±


    ¡°Aren¡¯t we brother? You won¡¯t lose a piece of meat if I touch you.¡± Wang Miao hooked his arm around Xu Xizhou¡¯s neck unconvincingly and stretched out his hand to pinch his waist underwater. Suddenly, a line of sight like an ice arrow swept over him.


    ¡°Xu Xizhou, come here.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun walked into the hot spring pool at some point and stood not far from the two.


    ¡°Surnamed Zhuang, what¡¯s your tone? Are you ordering him?¡±


    Not to be outdone, Wang Miao also glared at him.


    ¡°He is my boyfriend. What tone should I use?¡± Zhuang Jingchun especially emphasized the word boyfriend. He looked at Wang Miao coldly and glanced at his hand meaningfully.


    ¡°What¡¯s so great about being boyfriends? Don¡¯t think I don¡¯t know that you two are just¡ª¡±


    ¡°Wang Miao, stop talking.¡± Xu Xizhou interrupted him and walked up to Zhuang Jingchun with a puzzled expression.


    ¡°What¡¯s up?¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t even know if you are taken advantage of by others, are you out of your mind?¡± Zhuang Jingchun said through gritted teeth.


    Xu Xizhou has always been dense about this kind of matter, so he asked puzzledly, ¡°I am a man, who can take advantage of me, and Wang Miao is originally my brother.¡±


    He felt that Zhuang Jingchun always seemed to lose his temper inexplicably today, especially after Wang Miao appeared. He was always gloomy.


    Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly, ¡°You treat him as a brother, but he doesn¡¯t necessarily think so.¡±


    ¡°Surnamed Zhuang, are you talking badly about me again?¡± Wang Miao folded his arm and stared at Zhuang Jingchun vigilantly.


    Zhuang Jingchun frowned and suddenly grabbed Xu Xizhou¡¯s arm.


    ¡°Stop soaking and change your clothes. I¡¯ll take you somewhere.¡±


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 CH 16

    Chapter 016 Close


    Seeing Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s somewhat mysterious expression, Xu Xizhou became curious. He decisively left Wang Miao, who was still chattering and followed Zhuang Jingchun.


    Zhuang Jingchun drove him to the top of the mountain.


    The surroundings were quiet and silent, and the wind at the top of the mountain carried an unexpected chill. Xu Xizhou wrapped his down jacket tightly, and when he got out of the car, he saw a translucent building like an eggshell on the grass.


    ¡°What is this?¡±


    ¡°See for yourself.¡±


    Xu Xizhou firmly opened the wooden door of the eggshell with a questioning look on his face. He got into it, only to find that the interior was a whole different world. A large white air-cushioned bed was spread on moisture-proof carpet, and there was an oak wardrobe next to the bed, with a telescope placed on it. The curved glass roof stretched out in front of him, and he could clearly see the night sky flickering with cold stars.


    Xu Xizhou walked up to the telescope, adjusted the angle before looking through it, and suddenly exclaimed.


    ¡°It¡¯s too clear, you can even see the constellation Sagittarius. Where did you get it?¡±


    ¡°I checked some guides.¡± Zhuang Jingchun said in a flat tone.


    Xu Xizhou looked a little surprised when he saw him take off his coat and hang it in the cupboard, and then remove the blankets and bedding from it.


    ¡°Are we¡­ staying here tonight?¡±


    ¡°Do you want to go back to the hotel and continue to listen to the voices next door?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shook his head hastily. This eggshell cottage was isolated from the world. During the night, he could enjoy the night sky, which was much more interesting than staying in a hotel.


    Xu Xizhou looked at the stars through the telescope for a while and then yawned. Zhuang Jingchun was sitting at the bedside reading a book. Seeing that Xu Xizhou hadn¡¯t taken off his clothes, Zhuang Jingchun got into bed directly and couldn¡¯t help but tap him on the head.


    ¡°There is no heating here, it will be cold at night. Take off your clothes and cover them up.¡±


    Xu Xizhou hummed in a daze, took off his sweater and coat, and threw them on the quilt. There was some distance between the two, but he probably was afraid of the cold, so he unconsciously moved to where Zhuang Jingchun was sitting.


    Zhuang Jingchun turned a page of the book, and when he lowered his head, he saw Xu Xizhou¡¯s head leaning against his leg. The boy¡¯s black hair, which had been blow-dried not long ago, was curled up in a mess, his thick eyelashes were closed tightly, and he snuggled up to him like a puppy attached to its owner.


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t know how he came up with this strange metaphor. The irritability in his emotions had inexplicably calmed down, and his chest was filled with a tenderness he hadn¡¯t realized before.


    Everything was quiet, even the whistling wind had stopped. It seemed that they were the only ones left in the whole world, and everything became distant and blurred.


    Xu Xizhou had a rare restful night¡¯s sleep. The morning sun shone in and fell on his eyes, bringing warmth. He turned over and slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a deep and handsome face.


    The warm golden morning light dyed the man¡¯s hair almost golden. Under the sun, his slender eyelashes were distinct, with curling arcs.


    Xu Xizhou felt itchy when he saw it, so he couldn¡¯t help but stretch out his hand and poke his eyelashes. The next second, the man frowned unconsciously, and he quickly retracted his mischievous hand and stared at him cautiously.


    ¡°What time is it?¡± Zhuang Jingchun obviously slept well this time, his voice laced with delight and laziness.


    ¡°Seven thirty.¡± Xu Xizhou sat up, grabbed a sweater, and put it on. When he was finished, he noticed that Zhuang Jingchun had a strange look on his face.


    ¡°Why do you look at me like that? Could it be that I¡¯m too handsome today?¡± Xu Xizhou said triumphantly.


    Zhuang Jingchun hesitated to speak.


    ¡°What you are wearing¡­is my sweater.¡±


    Xu Xizhou looked down and saw that the black sweater was embroidered with complicated patterns on the chest. It really belonged to Zhuang Jingchun. He suddenly became embarrassed, and hurriedly grabbed the hem, trying to pull off the sweater in a hurry. However, as a result of his impatience, he took off his T-shirt along with the sweater.


    When his skin came into contact with the cold air, he shivered unconsciously.


    Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s gaze swept across his naked upper body, and his white face suddenly turned crimson. He quickly threw Xu Xizhou¡¯s sweater at him.


    ¡°Put it on quickly, don¡¯t catch a cold.¡±


    He turned his face away and looked at the rising sun outside the window, but the thin and powerful waistline still seemed to be lingering in front of him.


    After returning from the forest park, Wang Miao was brooding about being left behind by Xu Xizhou in the hot spring pool that night. He was so angry that he ignored Xu Xizhou for several days.


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t have time to coax him either. He was busy taking the domestic driver¡¯s license test. He was dizzy doing questions every day, but it was also very effective. He got a full score on the first test.


    After finishing the first test in the morning, he went straight to the road to practice for the second test in the afternoon. The instructor was a middle-aged man dressed like an insurance salesman who never leaves his thermos. He has a very loud voice, and his voice can be heard from a distance.


    The coach sat in the co-pilot seat and sipped the chrysanthemum tea in the thermos. He looked somewhat surprised at Xu Xizhou¡¯s movement of shifting gears.


    ¡°You¡¯re very proficient. Have you practiced at home?¡±


    Xu Xizhou drove slowly along the S road, with a smile on his lips, ¡°I¡¯m a professional racer.¡±


    The thermos in the coach¡¯s hand shook, and he stared at him suspiciously.


    ¡°Really? How can there be a racer who drives so slowly?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shrugged, ¡°I¡¯m not in a hurry. Why should I drive so fast?¡±


    The coach still didn¡¯t believe it, ¡°Young man, you¡¯re just boasting. See the S line you are taking, it is too close to the side. You almost stepped on the line. It is very dangerous. If a professional racer is like you, then I can be a racer.¡±


    Xu Xizhou nodded, ¡°You are right.¡±


    He practiced for two days in a calm and unhurried manner and soon passed the second test.


    On the third day, he started to practice the third test, and it was still the coach holding the thermos who taught him.


    They practiced driving on a remote country road. The coach was very reassured of him, he slept in the car most of the time. Xu Xizhou practiced a few laps and was about to leave when he finished his lessons when suddenly, a police siren sounded from behind.


    The coach jerked awake from his seat. His first reaction was to think that Xu Xizhou had crashed, but he sat in the car and nothing happened.


    In the next second, a black off-road vehicle whizzed past them. A few minutes later, two police cars followed.


    ¡°Criminals in front! Cooperate with the police in enforcing the law! Don¡¯t be stubborn!¡±


    Xu Xizhou stared curiously at the black off-road vehicle that was far away. The off-road vehicle was obviously modified, and the sound of the engine was different from that of ordinary vehicles. The two police cars couldn¡¯t catch up with it at all.


    Xu Xizhou watched as one of the police cars skidded and got stuck on the muddy road. He squinted his eyes, stepped on the clutch suddenly, shifted gears, and accelerated.


    The car shot out like an arrow from a string. With the seat belt pulling him back, the coach stared at him in shock.


    ¡°Xu Xizhou, what are you doing? Are you crazy?¡±


    In less than two minutes, Xu Xizhou¡¯s car stopped in front of the police car. He poked his head out of the car and shouted to the two policemen who were pushing the car, ¡°Get in the car.¡±


    The two policemen got into the car hesitantly, and the older policeman said, ¡°Young man, there are criminals around here, it¡¯s very dangerous. You should leave¡ª¡±


    Before the older policeman finished speaking, Xu Xizhou had already stepped on the accelerator and pushed to the highest gear. The coach clutched his chest as he looked at the speed displayed on the dashboard that was about to explode. He felt that his high blood pressure, which had been dormant for many years, was about to hit.


    ¡°This kid is really a fucking racer!¡±


    Xu Xizhou turned his face to the side, the corners of his lips hooked up, ¡°I forgot to mention that I drive F2, so you must fasten your seat belts.¡±


    The two policemen gasped at the same time, and hurriedly fastened the seat belts in the rear seats. They watched Xu Xizhou drive the coach car worth less than 100,000 yuan with the momentum of a top supercar. The engine roared and rolled up smoke and dust all over the ground. In their field of vision, the black off-road vehicle was getting closer and closer to them.


    The coach in the co-pilot¡¯s seat was almost out of breath, his hands were tightly grasping his seat belt, and he turned his head to glance at the driver¡¯s seat. This kid is still laughing! He can still laugh!


    Xu Xizhou quickly caught up with the black off-road vehicle and drove alongside it. The off-road vehicle tried to pin him several times, but he nimbly avoided it. There are bumpers on the front and rear of the off-road vehicle, and it is impossible to force a stop. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the sign ahead, and suddenly had an idea.


    He slammed on the accelerator, overtook the black off-road vehicle, then shifted to neutral, loosened the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel sharply to the left. The black off-road vehicle couldn¡¯t dodge it in time. The body of the car brushed against his front, the center of gravity suddenly deviated, and it slammed into the iron notice board.


    Looking at the overturned off-road vehicle, Xu Xizhou whistled very briskly, ¡°Officers, you can carry out your mission now.¡±


    Without a response for a while, he turned his head, only to find that the two policemen in the back seat were all disheveled. One of them was lying on the car window, looking like he was about to vomit.


    Xu Xizhou: ¡­


    Ten minutes later, seeing the criminals in the black off-road vehicle not far away being handcuffed, Xu Xizhou¡¯s tense heart was completely relieved. Just after starting the car, a loud bang was suddenly heard.


    Damn, the cylinder exploded.


    He turned his head and smiled awkwardly at the ashen-faced coach.


    ¡°Coach, look at the bright side, you can get a new car.¡±


    ¡°Xu-Xi-Zhou!¡± The coach¡¯s angry roar resounded throughout the road.


    Xu Xizhou sat on the bench in the training ground, waiting for Zhuang Jingchun to pick him up. He was ready to be scolded by the man, but Zhuang Jingchun seemed relieved when he saw him.


    ¡°Do you know whose car you chased after?¡±


    ¡°Who?¡±


    ¡°A vicious wanted criminal who has been on the run for eighteen years. He is suspected of rape, abduction, extortion, and malicious murder. The police once offered a reward of 500,000 yuan for him. ¡°


    ¡°Damn, I hit this scumbag¡¯s car?¡±

 CH 17

    Chapter 017 The Past[1]


    At this time, in far-off B City.


    The International Internet Summit Forum was in full swing. In the VIP lounge, a figure in a suit hurriedly opened the door and walked towards the gray-haired old man surrounded by reporters in the center.


    He whispered something in the old man¡¯s ear. The old man¡¯s eyes narrowed, and the hand holding the cane clenched unconsciously.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, everyone, we¡¯ll have another interview next time.¡±


    The old man apologized to the reporter in a very gracious manner, then turned around and walked into the corridor with the secretary.


    ¡°Are you sure? He¡¯s really caught?¡±


    ¡°The fingerprints and DNA have been compared. It¡¯s the scum who kidnapped madame and young master back then.¡±


    ¡°Dear heaven[2]¡­¡± The gray-haired old man trembled slightly, and tears glistened in his eyes.


    ¡°Officer Wang would like to ask you to go to the police station in person. He still has something to tell you face to face.¡±


    ¡°Okay, I should also go and thank Officer Wang for not giving up for so many years.¡±


    When they arrived at the police station, the old man and the secretary sat in the reception room for a few minutes. Soon the glass door was pushed open, and a tall and thin policeman with a weathered face walked in.


    After some exchange of pleasantries, Officer Wang quickly got to the point.


    ¡°This time, Wancheng police conducted a joint interrogation with us online. The suspect confessed to the crime. At the same time, we discovered a significant new clue.


    ¡°Mr. Ren, you must be mentally prepared for what I will say next.¡±


    The old man seemed to have a premonition, and his left hand tightly grasped the golden silk Nanmu walking staff in his hand.


    ¡°The suspect admitted that he kidnapped your daughter-in-law and grandson eighteen years ago, but he denied killing your grandson. According to the suspect, after the police arrived, he and another accomplice planned to drown the baby. However, he temporarily became compassionate, and quietly threw the baby on the mountain. When we found the baby¡¯s hat by the lake, we thought¡­¡±


    When the old man heard what the policeman said, a frightening light suddenly burst out of his eyes. He swayed unsteadily, but he straightened his back without being supported by the secretary.


    Confusion, sadness, and hatred flashed on his face.


    ¡°Can you believe what a vicious criminal said?¡±


    ¡°We are mobilizing the police force to go to the lake where the accident happened that year. When the lake is drained and there is no baby¡¯s skeleton in it, it will prove that what he said is true.¡±


    ¡°However, it¡¯s in the wild mountains, my grandson¡­¡±


    Officer Wang knew his concerns and immediately said, ¡°We didn¡¯t find any bones on the mountain at that time. If your grandson survived, he should have been picked up and adopted by nearby villagers.¡±


    The old man nodded, showing a rare fragility on his usually cold face, ¡°If he is really alive, counting his age, he is now¡­ eighteen years old.¡±


    ¡ª¡ª¡ª


    After learning that he assisted the police capture a wanted criminal who had been on the run for eighteen years, Xu Xizhou was so proud these days that he walked with a straight back.


    It took him a week to get his driver¡¯s license, and then he had to go to the club and resign. When the students knew that he was leaving, they all hugged his thigh and cried uncontrollably.


    ¡°Brother Xizhou, will you come back after going abroad?¡±


    ¡°I went abroad to compete, not to live there, of course, I will come back.¡± He patted the head of the kid who was crying on his waist, took out a handful of lollipops from his pocket, and shared one with each other.


    ¡°You guys should work hard too. Especially you, Guangyuan. You will be able to participate in the European karting championship in half a year. Let¡¯s meet in the European arena, shall we?¡±


    The boy named Guangyuan was the tallest among them. He was holding a lollipop. His eyes were bright and resolute, and he nodded vigorously.


    After coaxing the children, Xu Xizhou went to Meng Hui¡¯s office.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to return back to F2 in the blink of an eye. I knew it was impossible for you to be trapped in this small club.¡±


    ¡°Coach, thank you for taking me in. If it weren¡¯t for you, I really don¡¯t know what value I would have left after leaving the Lu family.¡±


    ¡°You have always been a talented and hardworking child. How could you not find your own value?¡± Meng Hui patted him on the shoulder with a smile and suddenly turned his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling windows, where the familiar black Mercedes was parked quietly.


    ¡°Speaking of which, I really didn¡¯t expect that you and Jingchun would come together.¡±


    When Xu Xizhou and Zhuang Jingchun appeared together at Lu Rong¡¯s coming-of-age ceremony, the news spread like wildfire, and almost everyone in Wancheng knew about the relationship between the two.


    Seeing Meng Hui¡¯s teasing look, Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t know how to explain it. It¡¯s probably best not to explain because otherwise, Meng Hui would be so angry that he would have a heart attack if he knew that they were just in a contractual relationship.


    ¡°But I¡¯m not surprised. After all, he used to be a racer just like you.¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes widened when he heard Meng Hui¡¯s words, and he looked at him incredulously, ¡°What are you talking about? Zhuang Jingchun also used to be a racer?¡±


    That guy who looked like a business elite and didn¡¯t seem to be interested in anything has ever participated in such a thrilling and exciting sport as racing?


    ¡°Didn¡¯t he tell you?¡± Meng Hui was the one surprised now. He frowned and thought for a few seconds, and said with some uncertainty, ¡°It seems that he still has a hurdle in his heart, after all¡­¡±


    He realized that he shouldn¡¯t carry on. He quickly stopped talking, and smiled at Xu Xizhou, ¡°Go, don¡¯t keep him waiting.¡±


    Xu Xizhou got into the black Mercedes full of curiosity.


    He stared left and right at Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s face. The scorching gaze almost burned a hole in his face.


    ¡°What?¡± Zhuang Jingchun glanced up at him while processing documents on the laptop, ¡°no money to treat me to dinner?¡±


    Xu Xizhou had promised him before that he would treat him to a big meal as soon as he got his driver¡¯s license.


    ¡°I still have the money to treat you to dinner, okay? I was just thinking¡­¡±


    Forget it, now didn¡¯t seem like a good time to ask these questions. What¡¯s more, he was also hungry, so the most important thing was finding a tasty restaurant as soon as possible.


    Xu Xizhou picked a Cantonese restaurant that he often visited.


    They chose the booth by the window. As soon as they were seated, Xu Xizhou took the initiative to pass the menu to Zhuang Jingchun who sat opposite him. He said with a smile, ¡°You can order first. After all, you are my Gold Master Daddy[3] now, so I have to take good care of you first.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun snorted lightly. The corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly. He ordered pork rib porridge and some snacks, and when he was hesitating about whether to add a pineapple bun, a surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, what a coincidence?¡±


    The author has something to say: Finally, the text is getting closer and closer¡­

 CH 18

    Chapter 018 Attachment


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t expect to meet Lu Rong every time he had a meal. The most surprising thing was that the person behind Lu Rong was actually Zhang Yan.


    Perceiving his gaze, Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows provocatively and softened his eyes when he turned to Lu Rong.


    Could it be¡­ the person who loved Lu Rong to death in this life became Zhang Yan?


    ¡°Mr. Zhuang.¡± Lu Rong greeted Zhuang Jingchun with a smile, but the smile didn¡¯t reach his eyes.


    ¡°Meeting here is also fate. Why don¡¯t we share a table to eat together?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s expression froze, and when he was thinking about how to refuse, Zhuang Jingchun looked at Lu Rong with a slight smile, ¡°Okay.¡±


    They changed to a quiet private room.


    Zhuang Jingchun was sitting on Xu Xizhou¡¯s left, and Lu Rong was sitting on his right. Opposite him was Zhang Yan who stared at him from time to time.


    The tea was delivered. Before the waiter could do anything, Lu Rong got up and picked up the teapot. He quickly filled Xu Xizhou¡¯s cup.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, are you going to compete abroad soon?¡±


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t figure out what Lu Rong meant, so he took a sip of tea absently and hummed perfunctorily.


    ¡°It will disgrace the country if you spend money buying a spot.¡±


    Zhang Yan couldn¡¯t help but make a sarcastic remark when he saw Lu Rong¡¯s attentiveness to Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°I heard you are a rally driver?¡± Zhuang Jingchun played with the cup in his hand and suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Yan opposite, with a hint of sarcasm in his green eyes, ¡°may I ask, have you won the championship once in all these years?¡±


    Zhang Yan choked. He drove the rally just for fun. He used the best car every time and invited the best engineering team, but he has never been on the podium once. Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s question was no different from poking his scar.


    ¡°Rally racing is not the same as F2. You are not a racing driver. What do you know?¡± He retorted stiffly.


    ¡°Since you have only driven rallies, what qualifications do you have to evaluate an F2 driver?¡±


    ¡°You¡ª¡± Zhang Yan was left speechless by his words.


    Xu Xizhou felt extremely happy as he saw Zhang Yan¡¯s deflated look. He poked Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s leg under the table, and whispered, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Soon, the porridge and snacks they ordered were served. Just as Xu Xizhou was about to move his chopsticks, Zhuang Jingchun picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in his bowl.


    Xu Xizhou was flattered. Zhuang Jingchun had never served him food. After thinking about it, he also picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s bowl.


    Looking at the streamer with only one shrimp dumpling left, Zhang Yan let out a curse.


    Lu Rong looked at this scene with a gloomy expression. If he was not mistaken Zhuang Jingchun seemed to glance at him unintentionally after he finished picking up the shrimp dumplings, and that look was definitely provocative.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, do you want some porridge? Let me serve you a bowl.¡± Lu Rong stood up.


    Xu Xizhou waved his hands repeatedly, wanting to reject Lu Rong¡¯s kindness. However, the latter who didn¡¯t take no for an answer took his bowl and quickly filled him with a bowl of porridge.


    Zhuang Jingchun pulled the corner of his mouth, suddenly handed his bowl to Xu Xizhou, and glanced at the radish puffs[1] on the other end.


    Xu Xizhou understood and quickly picked up two radish puffs for him.


    Zhuang Jingchun raised his hand again and pointed to the middle position.


    ¡°Young Master, you have a really terrible character.¡± Xu Xizhou complained, but he still scooped up a bowl of fish porridge and handed it to him.


    Lu Rong¡¯s face turned black as he watched this scene.


    ¡°Mr. Zhuang should be careful when eating so as not to swallow fishbones.¡±


    ¡°The steamed dumplings in this store are not bad, but the dipping sauce has a sour taste. Can Mr. Lu tell me where the sour taste comes from?¡±


    The two of them crossed verbal swords for several rounds. Xu Xizhou was busy eating with his head down and didn¡¯t listen at all.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, tell me when you will compete, and I will come to see you then.¡± After leaving the restaurant, Lu Rong finally found a chance to talk to Xu Xizhou alone.


    ¡°No need, it¡¯s very troublesome to go abroad. Aren¡¯t you in college? How can you have so much free time?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m a freshman now, and I don¡¯t have many classes. I can always find some time, and I¡¯m also very interested in racing.¡±


    Lu Rong looked at him eagerly and said, ¡°Tell me when the time comes. I will apply for a visa in advance and buy a plane ticket to see you.¡±


    Lu Rong¡¯s tone was sincere as if he cared about him. Xu Xizhou I didn¡¯t know how to answer for a while. He can¡¯t refuse an audience who likes racing.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    While he was at a loss, Zhuang Jingchun came out of the bathroom and grabbed his shoulder very naturally.


    After leaving the restaurant, Xu Xizhou breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s hand that was still on his shoulder. On this winter night, the temperature of that hand seemed extraordinarily warm, and Xu Xizhou became a little greedy for a while.


    He hesitated for a while, and didn¡¯t make a sound to remind him, but quietly leaned in Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s direction.


    A week later, Xu Xizhou flew to England. He first went to school to go through the registration procedures. After receiving the teaching materials, he went directly to London, preparing to participate in the winter test of the lightning team.


    One month before the start of the season every year, each team will test the new cars developed one after another. Silverstone is the most frequently chosen venue for the British Grand Prix. It is famous for its ultra-long straights and high-speed corners. It is an excellent track for testing the performance of racing cars.


    Two days before the winter test, Xu Xizhou checked into a local hotel and started to get in touch with his team. He was no stranger to his teammate. The two of them had participated in the competition together. Their name is Howard. He is a tall, thin, blond German. He is three years older than Xu Xizhou and has a much calmer personality. He was also on the podium last season and performed well.


    On the day of the test, Xu Xizhou drove to the track ahead of schedule. The team manager saw his nervousness and said something to comfort him. Yuan Mu also specifically made an international call to remind him to remember to adjust his mentality.


    But Xu Xizhou knew in his heart that he was nervous because he hadn¡¯t touched the steering wheel of an F2 car for several years. Although he had run laps in a simulator before, the real track conditions were rapidly changing, and he had been participating in some low-level races in the last few years of his life. The gap of a few years cannot be closed by making up for it.


    After the technical meeting with the engineer, Xu Xizhou went into the lounge alone. He did some stretching exercises, glanced at the mobile phone on the table out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt an urge to call Zhuang Jingchun.


    The two of them seemed to be on the same wave. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang. He was overjoyed and hurried over to the phone. It really turned out to be a call from Zhuang Jingchun.


    ¡°It¡¯s only a pre-match test. Just try your best, and don¡¯t put too much pressure on yourself. I have a day off tomorrow, and I¡¯ll go to the team to take a look.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t speak, just quietly listening to the man¡¯s voice. At this moment, he suddenly felt very satisfied. At least he was not alone here. Someone was paying attention to him and supporting him.


    ¡°What happened? Are you so nervous that you can¡¯t speak?¡±


    ¡°No, I was just thinking¡­ Lu Rong paid the bill last time, and I seem to still owe you a meal.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s good that you¡¯re self-aware.¡±


    Xu Xizhou laughed. After talking with Zhuang Jingchun, the heavy pressure in his heart seemed to have eased a lot.


    Coming out of the lounge, the pre-match interviews also started. Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t want to be on the camera, and always avoided the reporter¡¯s camera. He finally found a secluded place. However, as soon as he sat down, a sarcastic voice suddenly came from behind, speaking fluent English.


    ¡°Coward, you still dare to return to F2?¡±

 CH 19

    Chapter 019 Look at Me


    As soon as Xu Xizhou turned his head, he saw his former teammate on the Trey team, Blake.


    When he first entered the Trey team, Blake was still his fan, and he admired Xu Xizhou even more after he got on the podium. But later, when Xu Xizhou learned that he was not the biological son of the Lu family, his mentality collapsed and his state declined all the way. Blake persuaded him several times to no avail. He finally turned against Xu Xizhou angrily, yelling at him that staying in F2 was a waste of the team¡¯s seat. He also said that Xu Xizhou might as well go back to China as soon as possible.


    At this moment, Xu Xizhou felt a little nostalgic when he saw the red-haired boy with a grumpy face.


    ¡°Are you guys coming to take the test today too?¡± Xu Xizhou asked gently.


    Blake stared at him warily. Perhaps he had a misconception, but he thought Xu Xizhou who returned to the game seemed different from before. Xu Xizhou was always gloomy and depressed, and he was even absent-minded while driving, and he rushed off the track several times. But the current Xu Xizhou, who was standing in front of him, had bright and resolute eyes, as if he had been reborn from nirvana.


    ¡°Blake, the interview is about to start. Why are you still here?¡± The team manager of the Trey Team came over. When he saw Xu Xizhou, he remembered the dispute between the two before, and immediately gave Blake a look.


    ¡°Don¡¯t make trouble everywhere. If you are caught, let me see what you¡¯re going to do.¡±


    After warning Blake, he smiled and held out his hand to Xu Xizhou, ¡°Xu, welcome back to F2.¡±


    Looking at his former boss, Xu Xizhou felt a little emotional. Either way, he had betrayed their trust.


    ¡°Allen, I¡¯m sorry for what happened last season.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all over. As long as you can adjust yourself,¡± Allen patted him on the shoulder, ¡°I hope your next game goes well!¡±


    ¡°Thank you!¡±


    Xu Xizhou smiled when he saw Allen drag the reluctant Blake and turned back to the paddock[1].


    The team manager was looking for him everywhere, and he was relieved when he saw him come back.


    ¡°Howard has already started the test. Get ready and get in the car in ten minutes.¡±


    The rainy Silverstone track was rarely cleared today. Xu Xizhou sat in a chair and watched the engineer make the final adjustments to the new car.


    Lightning¡¯s car paint was the same as its team name, with a smooth silver shape and a blue lightning logo printed on it, which was very eye-catching. As soon as Xu Xizhou sat on it, he felt that his whole body was wrapped in the driver¡¯s seat, and he felt unprecedented excitement and tension.


    The engineer handed him the steering wheel, patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a cheering gesture.


    Meter checks, radio checks.


    After confirming that everything was normal, Xu Xizhou slowly started the car and drove into the track.


    The wind howled, the engine roared, and the car below him was like a monster running on the track. When he entered the test lap, Xu Xizhou left his excitement, nervousness, and stress behind. There was only one thought left in his heart: faster, faster.


    The long straight leads to a sharp right turn. Xu Xizhou braked and downshifted completely intuitively. When he entered the bend, a huge centrifugal force pulled his body, and his neck was as heavy as a boulder.


    Accelerating, braking, looking for an angle, and cutting back to the straight, the car rushed out like an arrow off the string again.


    The engineer¡¯s voice came over the radio.


    ¡°Xu, well done. Your fastest lap time is only 0.03 seconds behind Howard.¡±


    ¡°Blake also finished the test. His fastest lap time is 0.07 seconds slower than yours. You are now ranked second.¡±


    That brat would probably be mad to death. Xu Xizhou hooked the corners of his mouth, drove back to the P-room[2], took off his gloves, and only then did he realize that his hands were sweating.


    After the test match, it was time for free practice. Xu Xizhou drove the new Lightning car for dozens of laps, during which time he kept giving feedback to the engineer on the performance of the car. At the end of the day, he was exhausted physically and mentally and fell asleep on the bed as soon as he returned to the hotel.


    The next day was the weekend, a day off. Howard¡¯s parents brought Howard¡¯s younger sister to see him. The room next door was really noisy and very lively.


    ¡°Are you really not going to London with us?¡±


    Xu Xizhou politely rejected Howard¡¯s offer, ¡°I have some personal matters to deal with, let¡¯s talk about it next time.¡±


    He leaned on the window of the hotel as he watched Howard¡¯s family talking and laughing in the RV. When the car drove away, his line of eyes remained in place until the doorbell woke him up.


    He suddenly remembered that yesterday Zhuang Jingchun said he would come, so he jumped out of the bay window to open the door.


    The door opened, and a handsome man in a dark blue coat holding a paper bag in his hand stood at the door.


    Xu Xizhou smelled the aroma of bread and swallowed unconsciously.


    ¡°What did you bring? It smells so good.¡±


    ¡°Chocolate croissants and croissants.¡±


    These were Xu Xizhou¡¯s two favorite things to eat when he stayed in Lyon. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Jingchun remembered it clearly.


    Xu Xizhou grabbed the bag and took out the croissant inside. His eyes lit up as he took a big bite, and he said delicious in broken French.


    ¡°It¡¯s a bit cold. It will taste better if you warm it up in the microwave.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun put down the bag and looked around the room where he lived. Xu Xizhou knew that he was going to talk about the test match next. Therefore, he was not in the mood to eat bread anymore. He looked at him with some apprehension.


    ¡°I heard from the team manager that you performed well.¡±


    Xu Xizhou felt relieved, unconsciously feeling a little flustered.


    ¡°At any rate, I am a person who has won a championship, the strength is there.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun looked at someone whose tail was about to rise to the sky, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. As he thought of something, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly again.


    ¡°I also heard that your former teammate on the Trey team made things difficult for you?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not too difficult. That kid is a guy who can¡¯t control his mouth.¡± Xu Xizhou sat down on the sofa chair, propping his chin lazily.


    ¡°That kid was slower than me. I think he will be pissed off after the ranking.¡±


    It seemed that Xu Xizhou wasn¡¯t bothered by this matter, and Zhuang Jingchun was quite relieved.


    ¡°Calling someone else a kid, how old are you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m twenty¡­¡± Xu Xizhou suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly changed the topic stiffly.


    ¡°What do you want for lunch? Let me treat you.¡±


    ¡°There are no good restaurants in England.¡± Zhuang Jingchun looked very disgusted with British food.


    ¡°Then let¡¯s find a Chinese restaurant. I heard that there is a Chinatown nearby, we can go for a stroll.¡±


    Seeing that Xu Xizhou was in high spirits, Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t want to dampen his mood, so he accompanied him to nearby Chinatown. It was said to be nearby, but in fact, it took half an hour to drive.


    On the way, Xu Xizhou remembered what Meng Hui had said to him before he went abroad. When he arrived at the restaurant, he looked at Zhuang Jingchun, hesitating to speak.


    He has always been a person who couldn¡¯t hold back his thoughts. Zhuang Jingchun noticed it a few days ago. When he sat down in the booth, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the boy opposite.


    ¡°What exactly do you want to ask? Just say it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou touched his nose in embarrassment, raised his head after a while, and looked at him hesitantly.


    ¡°The day I went to the club to resign, Coach Meng accidentally told me that you¡­¡±


    ¡°What about me?¡±


    Facing those deep pool-like green eyes, Xu Xizhou felt timid for a moment, wondering if he should continue to ask. But if he continued like this, he would really go crazy.


    ¡°He said¡­you used to be a racer.¡±


    The atmosphere condensed for a moment.


    Xu Xizhou suddenly regretted it. Originally, he and Zhuang Jingchun got along well today. Why couldn¡¯t he get over it, and insisted on asking such personal questions to create embarrassment?


    As Xu Xizhou scratched his head and thought about how to fix the atmosphere, the man¡¯s gentle voice sounded.


    ¡°I used to be a racer, when I was your age.¡±


    Xu Xizhou opened his eyes wide and looked at him in astonishment. He seemed to have caught a glimpse of Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s unknown side.


    ¡°Then, have you ever driven F2 too?¡±


    ¡°At that time there was no F2, only GP2[3].¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun seemed unwilling to talk about this topic anymore.


    ¡°Are you inviting me to dinner today, or are you here to ask me about it?¡±


    ¡°Of course I¡¯m inviting you to dinner.¡±


    Xu Xizhou handed over the menu in a flattering manner. Without further questions, he said, ¡°Young Master Zhuang, please order.¡±


    While Zhuang Jingchun was ordering, Xu Xizhou secretly opened the search engine on his mobile phone and entered Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s name.


    There were a lot of business names, but there was no mention that he used to be a racer. He was a little disappointed. He suddenly slapped his thigh as something flashed in his mind.


    He was so stupid. Zhuang Jingchun must have entered the competition as a Frenchman, so he had to search for his French name if he wanted to find something. But what was his French name?


    ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Being stared at by Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s deep green eyes, Xu Xizhou felt a little guilty, so he quickly put away his phone, and laughed dryly.


    ¡°Just watching the news, it¡¯s nothing.¡±


    This was a retro Chinese restaurant with a huge LCD TV hanging on the wall. It was playing a domestic variety show with the theme of a family reunion.


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t dare to meet Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s eyes. His eyes wandered around, and he caught a glimpse of the LCD TV on the wall, and then he froze.


    In this episode, the host helps a pair of parents find their daughter who was once abandoned in the wild. Now the grown-up daughter was invited to the stage and was about to reunite with her biological parents.


    ¡°The audience here, let us count down together, three, two, one! Xiaorou, please open your eyes!¡±


    Seeing the two unfamiliar faces who abandoned her more than 20 years ago but are now full of tears, Xiaorou¡¯s face has no expression except a trace of shock.


    The host seemed a little puzzled by her reaction, ¡°Xiao Rou, your parents finally found you after much difficulty. Shouldn¡¯t you hug them?¡±


    Xiaorou stood on the stage, she looked at the adoptive parents in the audience and shook her head firmly.


    ¡°Xiaorou, I know you are still blaming them for abandoning you back then, but they also had their reasons. At least you are happy now, aren¡¯t you? No matter what, they are all your blood relatives¡­¡±


    What kind of shit is this host!


    Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t watch it any longer, so he asked the waiter for the remote control, pressed it hard, and turned off the TV.


    Zhuang Jingchun lowered his eyes slightly.


    He had never seen Xu Xizhou so angry. Apart from being angry, the boy also seemed powerless.


    When the dishes were served, Xu Xizhou tried his best to calm down. He picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the vegetables, but found that his hands were shaking.


    He didn¡¯t know what was wrong with him, he was just watching a variety show. However, how can there be such selfish parents who obviously abandoned their own daughter, but now jump out brazenly and declare how much they love her? Those bullshit viewers and shit hosts were trying to morally kidnapping[4]that girl.


    None of them knew what it was like to be abandoned. Even your biological parents have given up on you. Will anyone still love you in this world?


    ¡°Xu Xizhou.¡±


    Suddenly, a piece of warmth enveloped his trembling hands.


    ¡°Look at me.¡±


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 CH 20

    Xu Xizhou lifted his eyes only to realize that Zhuang Jingchun was holding his hand. The man¡¯s fingers were slender and strong, and his palm was warm and dry. The moment he held it, his hand mysteriously stopped shaking.


    ¡°That¡¯s someone else¡¯s life. Your biological parents may not be like this. Don¡¯t think too much, okay?¡±


    Xu Xizhou felt the tables next to them cast their eyes in his direction. His mind slowly registered the embarrassment, and he quickly withdrew his hand.


    ¡°Hm, I know. I was a little impulsive just now.¡±


    He lowered his head and chewed the vegetables. The warmth of another person¡¯s hand lingered in his palm. The heat seemed to spread from his fingers to his heart.


    In the afternoon, they went to a nearby art museum, and then returned to the hotel early.


    Xu Xizhou swiped his card to enter the room, and after learning that Zhuang Jingchun was going to stay there for one night, he didn¡¯t think much about it and suggested, ¡°This hotel is probably full, why don¡¯t you squeeze in with me for a night today, don¡¯t waste your money.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds. He silently deleted the hotel reservation information that Secretary Zhou had just sent him, and said with an embarrassed expression on his face, ¡°Then¡­ okay.¡±


    After taking a shower, Xu Xizhou lay on the bedside to read his course book for a while, and then became a little drowsy. Zhuang Jingchun was sitting at the desk by the window, using a laptop to handle official business, with a very focused expression.


    Xu Xizhou yawned, put the book on the bedside table, and got into the quilt.


    ¡°I¡¯ll go to bed first. You should go to bed early too.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun adjusted his glasses and hummed softly.


    Xu Xizhou always fell asleep quickly, and he fell into a deep sleep after closing his eyes for a few minutes. Most of the time he slept until dawn, but this night, he had a nightmare.


    At the beginning of the dream, the scene was still very warm. He turned into a little baby and was held in the arms of a woman. The woman coaxed him in a low voice and sang a lullaby to him in a beautiful voice. However, the sky darkened, and all the pictures were distorted in front of him, and two huge, hideous black figures appeared behind the woman, and then there was screaming.


    ¡°Let go of my child! You scum, don¡¯t touch my child!¡±


    A shrill scream pierced the night sky, and the black shadow swallowed the woman, and then slid towards him. He saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and the next second, his small body fell heavily to the ground.


    He seemed to be thrown into the wilderness. There were gloomy trees everywhere, the sharp howl of wolves sounded, and the cold wave hit him¡­


    ¡°Mama¡­ save me¡­¡±


    When Zhuang Jingchun came out of the bathroom, he immediately realized that something was wrong with the person on the bed. He picked up his glasses and put them on, walked to the bed in several steps, lowered his head, and looked at Xu Xizhou¡¯s face.


    The boy seemed to be having a nightmare. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of pain. The moment Zhuang Jingchun heard what he was shouting clearly, some indescribable emotion seized his heart instantly.


    He held Xu Xizhou¡¯s trembling shoulders, gently touched his forehead with the other hand, and comforted him in a low voice, ¡°You are safe now, don¡¯t be afraid, don¡¯t be afraid.¡±


    There was sufficient heating in the room, but the boy still seemed to feel cold. His body shrank unconsciously, trying to curl himself up into a ball. Zhuang Jingchun frowned, got on the bed and lay down facing Xu Xizhou, and hugged him into his arms.


    The boy probably felt the heat source approaching in his dream, and unconsciously stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, rubbing his head against his chest.


    Zhuang Jingchun patted his back softly, and Xu Xizhou¡¯s head rested on his arm giving him some kind of furry feeling. He hesitated for a few seconds, tentatively stretched out his hand, and stroked the boy¡¯s black hair.


    Under his comfort, Xu Xizhou¡¯s originally stiff body gradually relaxed, and his breathing became steady. Zhuang Jingchun exhaled lightly and pulled his numb arm from under his cheek.


    He turned off the night light by the bed and lay down next to the boy, but he didn¡¯t feel sleepy at all. The thought he had suppressed before popped right back into his head as he looked at Xu Xizhou¡¯s side face.


    Should he¡­ try to find Xu Xizhou¡¯s parents?


    Xu Xizhou woke up early in the morning. He remembered that he seemed to have had a nightmare, and the woman¡¯s shrill scream still seemed to echo in his mind.


    Whose woman¡¯s voice was in the dream? He had never had such a dream in his previous life.


    He opened his eyes in a daze, and what appeared in his vision was a piece of dark green fabric with the smooth touch of silk. He rubbed it with his hands, and it took a few seconds for him to realize that something was wrong.


    How could it feel hot to the touch, and there was the sound of beating¡­


    The next moment, he met a pair of sleepy green eyes.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Only then did Xu Xizhou realize that he was leaning on Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s chest, and what he reached out to rub just now¡­ His cheeks turned red, and he quickly backed away, because he moved too much, and rolled off the bed.


    Zhuang Jingchun: ¡­


    ¡°You had a nightmare last night, and you insisted on sleeping in my arms. Even a three-year-old is not as childish as you.¡± Zhuang Jingchun looked disgusted.


    Xu Xizhou faintly guessed that this was the reason, but Zhuang Jingchun said it so bluntly, and he still felt his cheeks burning terribly.


    He pressed his painful tailbone, explaining in vain, ¡°I can¡¯t control my dreams. It was an accident. It was a pure accident. It will definitely not happen next time.¡±


    ¡°Do you still want to have another time?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun yawned and sat up lazily on the bed. His green eyes seemed to be soaked in the morning dew, bright and transparent, but also faintly narrowed.


    ¡°You cried so hard last night that you wet my clothes.¡±


    ¡°I¡­ cried?¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s face contorted for a few seconds, and his lips trembled slightly. Just when his self-esteem was about to crumble to the ground, the man¡¯s laughing voice sounded again, ¡°I¡¯m joking, do you really believe it?¡±


    Xu Xizhou: ¡­


    Damn, why is this guy always so hateful!


    After the pre-match test, Xu Xizhou rented a small apartment in London, and he trained every day in addition to attending classes. Occasionally on weekends, he would go to Lyon to fulfill his obligation as a contracted boyfriend. After having a meal with Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s parents, he would chat happily with Zhuang Jingchun.


    A month went by unnoticed, and soon it was the new season opener for F2.


    Melbourne, Australia.


    The day before the opening game.


    The first race of F2 is very important, and Zhuang Jingchun will naturally not miss it. As soon as Xu Xizhou left the hotel in the morning, he saw his car parked downstairs, and he was immediately surprised.


    Just as he was about to get into the car, his cell phone rang, and it was actually a call from Lu Rong.


    ¡°Xiaozhou, I originally booked a ticket to watch your first game, but something at school delayed me. I¡¯m sorry, I will definitely watch it at the next station.¡±


    Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t expect Lu Rong to remember this.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, you are busy.¡± Thinking of the meal that Lu Rong invited him to, and the simulator he gave him, Xu Xizhou paused, and then said, ¡°If you want to come, you can tell me in advance, and I¡¯ll leave a ticket for you.¡±


    Just treat him as an ordinary audience, Xu Xizhou thought in his heart.


    After talking to Lu Rong, Xu Xizhou got into the car. He stared at Zhuang Jingchun that looked like an elite in a smoky gray suit, and unconsciously remembered the first time he saw him.


    ¡°To be honest, my first impression of you was not good. You seemed like an arrogant person. Not to mention the team manager couldn¡¯t be more polite to you, as if afraid you won¡¯t invest in him.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun opened all the car windows to let the cool morning breeze in, and his voice was lazy.


    ¡°Really, what do you think of me now?¡±


    Xu Xizhou choked, he obviously did not expect Zhuang Jingchun to ask such a question.


    ¡°It¡¯s definitely better than before, but¡­ just that.¡± He finished speaking with a stumble and found that Zhuang Jingchun was still staring at him, and couldn¡¯t help feeling a bit hot.


    ¡°Why do you look at me like that?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean by ¡®just that¡¯?¡±


    His tone was persistent as if he wanted to dig out the truth.


    ¡°For example, how am I compared to Lu Rong?¡±

 CH 21

    Chapter 021 Uncle


    What does he mean by ¡®compared to Lu Rong¡¯?


    Xu Xizhou always felt that this question was a bit weird, and he looked at Zhuang Jingchun suspiciously.


    ¡°Of course Lu Rong and you are different. But¡­ why do you care so much about what I think?¡±


    He blinked and stared somewhat teasingly at the man across from him.


    ¡°What¡¯s up? You got too deep into character and wanted to turn the fake show into reality?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly curled his fingers and knocked Xu Xizhou on the head.


    ¡°I¡¯m reminding you to do your duty when you sign the agreement. Don¡¯t get too involved with irrelevant people. So as not to spread rumors and ruin my reputation.¡±


    Was he suggesting that Lu Rong has any thoughts on him?


    Xu Xizhou suddenly shuddered. In his previous life, Lu Rong and he were two strangers who lived under the same roof, and they didn¡¯t get along with each other from character to temper. It was understandable for Lu Rong to resent him, but if he liked him, that would be outrageous.


    Xu Mei probably wanted them to have a good relationship, so Lu Rong had no choice but to be nice to him.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I will still honor the contract.¡± Xu Xizhou patted his chest as he made the promise, and leaned affectionately toward Zhuang Jingchun, his black eyes sparkling with anticipation.


    ¡°Is there anything delicious today?¡±


    The boy¡¯s shoulders were pressed against him, and this kind of unconscious intimacy made Zhuang Jingchun somewhat at a loss. He frowned slightly, sat a little further away from him, and took out a paper bag from under the seat.


    ¡°My mother made cranberry cookies.¡±


    Ever since Jiang Xia learned about Xu Xizhou¡¯s experience with the Lu family, she was very concerned about him. She made some snacks for Zhuang Jingchun to bring to him from time to time.


    ¡°Auntie is so kind.¡±


    Xu Xizhou opened the paper bag, picked up a cookie, and tasted it. It was sweet and crispy. He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.


    Zhuang Jingchun stared at him with a smile in his eyes that he hadn¡¯t noticed.


    At this time, Melbourne.


    Ren¡¯s Enterprise Australia Headquarters.


    Outside the president¡¯s office, the special assistant opened the door and was about to put the documents in his hand on the desk when he saw something and his expression changed.


    He picked up the ticket on the table and asked the new secretary outside.


    ¡°Who sent this race ticket?¡±


    Seeing his serious expression, the secretary couldn¡¯t help feeling a little uneasy.


    ¡°Special Assistant Liu, it was sent by a cooperation partner. Isn¡¯t there a racing competition in Melbourne these days? The partner said there would be a Chinese racer and Mr. Ren might be interested in seeing it. Is there any problem with this ticket?¡±


    The special assistant frowned and lowered his voice, ¡°Do you know that Mr. Ren has a younger brother¡ª¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± A deep and majestic voice sounded, and a tall figure in a suit came over.


    ¡°It¡¯s just a race ticket. Why are you losing your temper with the little girl?¡±


    Ren Junyun took the race ticket for the VIP box from the secretary and chuckled with nostalgia.


    ¡°It¡¯s been so many years since anyone gave me a racing ticket¡­¡±


    He was about to hand the ticket away when suddenly the phone in his pocket rang.


    He glanced at the incoming call, his expression changed slightly, and he walked into the office.


    ¡°Have you confirmed that there are no bones in the lake? That¡¯s great¡­ Yes, I know that the next work will be difficult, and you will have to work hard¡­ The cost is not a problem, it doesn¡¯t matter how long it takes¡­ Thank you very much.¡±


    After the phone call, Ren Junyun put the ticket on the table and took out a photo frame from the drawer. Looking at the person with a pair of shining black eyes wearing a racing driver¡¯s helmet in the photo, the man¡¯s eyes were slightly red.


    ¡°A¡¯Dian, don¡¯t worry¡­ we will definitely find him.¡±


    Putting the photo frame back in the drawer, Ren Junyun¡¯s eyes again fell on the ticket on the table.


    Maybe it¡¯s not a bad thing to go to a game.


    Saturday, the F2 opener race.


    The manager of the Lightning team was still immersed in the joy of qualifying on Friday. Both drivers in the team achieved good results. Howard started from pole position[1] and Xu Xizhou also performed well. He finished fifth in qualifying and is expected to sprint to the podium.


    ¡°Xu, you must stabilize your mind later. It¡¯s fine to just accumulate points, don¡¯t put too much pressure on yourself, okay?¡±


    Before getting into the car, the team manager comforted him.


    Xu Xizhou gestured OK to him. He got into the driver¡¯s seat, put on his helmet, and took a deep breath. A figure in a smoky gray suit stood out among the crowd not far away, and he could feel that Zhuang Jingchun was looking at him. He smiled slightly and gave a thumbs-up in that direction.


    Five red lights went out, and the race officially started.


    From the first turn, there was constant friction. Obviously, many drivers have not adapted to the new cars of this season. Xu Xizhou, on the other hand, seemed at ease. He rushed out of the chaos of the first turn, and after reaching the straight lane, he took advantage of the wake ahead and passed the car in front smoothly.


    The engineer¡¯s surprised voice came over the radio.


    ¡°Xu, you did a great job. In front of you is Blake[2] from the Trey Team. If you pass him, you will be on the podium.¡±


    Looking at the familiar orange-red racing car ahead, Xu Xizhou narrowed his eyes slightly. Blake, who was in front, naturally sensed his intentions. Blake was tightly stuck in every corner and did not give Xu Xizhou any chance to overtake him. The two cars drove out of the corner together several times in a row. The scene was very thrilling.


    Zhuang Jingchun stared nervously at the silver racing car on the screen, his palms slightly moist.


    After two laps, Blake and Xu Xizhou still bit each other tightly. They chased each other, so close it was impossible to tell who was in front. Xu Xizhou could almost imagine Black¡¯s expression at this time. That guy must be gnashing his teeth in anger.


    He simply gave up overtaking from the inside and quietly cut to the outside. Just when Blake triumphantly thought that he had gotten rid of Xu Xizhou, a streak of silver appeared in his field of vision in the rearview mirror.


    Blake was shocked. In spite of the tricky angle, Xu Xizhou didn¡¯t even rush out of the track. Was this guy really reborn[3]?!


    Watching Xu Xizhou throw off the orange-red racing car, there was a burst of applause and cheers in the paddock.


    In the VIP box, Ren Junyun, who was dressed in a black suit, stood on the stand and applauded.


    The special assistant told him, ¡°This No. 18 is called Xu Xizhou. He has just turned 18 years old. He is the only Chinese driver in F2. He was on the podium last year. It is said that he has a prospect of entering F1.¡±


    Although he could watch the race at close range by sitting in the VIP box, all the racers wore helmets, so Ren Junyun couldn¡¯t see everyone¡¯s face clearly. It¡¯s just that the silver figure seemed to inexplicably overlap with a figure in his memory.


    ¡°He¡¯s only eighteen years old? So young.¡± The man sighed and put down the binoculars.


    ¡°You can make arrangements. After the race, I want to treat Xiao Xu to a meal. Ask him if he has time.¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mr. Ren.¡±


    There were five laps left in the race.


    Blake was still chasing after Xu Xizhou, but Xu Xizhou¡¯s goal had now moved to the second place, Edward of the Unique Team.


    There was only a hint of blue in his eyes. Lap after lap, he kept refreshing his fastest lap time. The distance between the two cars soon got closer. Suddenly, he heard a click, followed by a pungent smell.


    ¡°Xu, it¡¯s a fuel leak¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ you need to slow down and stop immediately.¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s mind went blank for a few seconds. He distinctly felt that the vehicle was losing speed, but the fuel leak¡­ how did he encounter such a problem?


    He was obviously just one step away from reaching the podium!


    Xu Xizhou parked the car in the buffer zone, and he sat on the isolation belt blankly. In the rearview mirror, one car after another raced past.


    Not long after, the engineer¡¯s excited voice came over the radio.


    ¡°Howard got first place, great!¡±


    Xu Xizhou turned off the radio and watched the maintenance truck drag the car away. He took off his gloves, pulled off the water tube on his body, and walked back to the P-room.


    The team manager patted him on the shoulder regretfully, and comforted him, ¡°Xu, don¡¯t be discouraged, it¡¯s not your fault. I will communicate with the technical department about today¡¯s problem.¡±


    Xu Xizhou remained silent. He was still wearing the helmet and walked into the lounge.


    He sat hugging his knees for a while before realizing that there was another person in the lounge.


    ¡°Howard won the first place, you don¡¯t want to go celebrate with them?¡± he asked, his voice muffled.


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t speak, just walked in front of him, leaned over, and took off his helmet.


    Xu Xizhou subconsciously didn¡¯t want him to see his face. He lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hands.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry to disappoint you.¡± His voice was hoarse.


    ¡°I¡¯m not disappointed. On the contrary, I think you performed very well today, especially when you overtook Blake at the ninth turn.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Xu Xizhou looked up at him in disbelief.


    The lights in the lounge were not on, and the curtains were half drawn. In the dim light, Zhuang Jingchun could clearly see the tears in Xu Xizhou¡¯s eyes.


    In an instant, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something.


    Zhuang Jingchun replied with some difficulty, ¡°Really, I¡­¡±


    At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted the two of them, ¡°Xu, are you in? Someone wants to see you.¡±


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 CH 22

    Chapter 022 He¡¯s jealous


    Hearing the team manager¡¯s voice, Xu Xizhou quickly wiped the corners of his eyes and stood up from his seat.


    He opened the lounge door and found a strange man in a suit standing beside the team manager.


    ¡°Hello, Mr. Xu, I¡¯m the special assistant to the president of Ren Enterprise. I wonder if you have time tonight, our president wants to¡ª¡±


    ¡°Sorry, I¡¯m not free today.¡± Xu Xizhou was really not in the mood to deal with investors right now. He just wanted to be alone and not be disturbed by anyone.


    Special Assistant Liu didn¡¯t insist, but his face did not look good.


    He returned to the VIP box and told Ren Junyun what had happened just now, with a hint of anger in his tone.


    ¡°This Xu Xizhou really doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s good. He¡¯s just a third-rate racer. He didn¡¯t even make it into F1, yet he still put on some air.¡±


    ¡°That kid just lost the race, so maybe he¡¯s not in the mood to eat.¡± Ren Junyun didn¡¯t think much of it either. He originally wanted to talk to the boy, and perhaps consider sponsoring him, during the meal. Since the young man was so ignorant of current affairs, he was too lazy to bother.


    All in all, he had done his best to give the other party a way out of brushing off the Ren family¡¯s face.


    In the lounge.


    Xu Xizhou sat back in his chair with a regrettable expression.


    ¡°Just now¡­ I shouldn¡¯t have rejected that assistant?¡±


    Normally, Zhuang Jingchun would probably say that his impulsiveness may have cost the team a lot of sponsorship. Nevertheless, he couldn¡¯t blame Xu Xizhou at this time.


    ¡°Since you¡¯ve rejected them, why do you still think so much? What do you want to eat tonight?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t have an appetite. I¡¯ll just go back to the hotel and eat something later.¡±


    ¡°There will be a Sprint race[1] tomorrow. Are you going to face it in this state?¡± Zhuang Jingchun held his arm and pulled him up from the chair with a firm tone.


    ¡°Follow me to eat something and then go back to the hotel.¡±


    He took Xu Xizhou to a Chinese restaurant in town.


    Xu Xizhou looked at the menu, seemingly uninterested, and ordered two dishes at random. He guessed that this was a nondescript Chinese restaurant, so he had no expectations. He didn¡¯t expect the food to taste surprisingly delicious when it was served. Especially the Mapo Tofu and Kung Pao Chicken tasted exactly the same as the ones he ate in China.


    ¡°How did you find this restaurant?¡±


    ¡°I came to Melbourne to participate in a competition before, and my mother brought me here.¡±


    This was the first time that Zhuang Jingchun took the initiative to mention his competition in front of him. Xu Xizhou suddenly became interested and stared curiously at him.


    ¡°Then¡­why didn¡¯t you continue racing?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took off his glasses. He turned his face slightly, and the scar at the corner of his right eye was clearly visible in bright light.


    ¡°At the Monza circuit, my car overturned when cornering. At that time, the safety facilities of the racing car were not perfect.¡±


    Xu Xizhou¡¯s hand holding the chopsticks froze. He knew better than anyone else what the consequences would be if a racing car with a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour overturned.


    Zhuang Jingchun was extremely lucky to survive.


    Xu Xizhou suddenly felt that compared with Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s experience, his feelings of loss and depression were nothing short of a fuss. He even blushed in front of Zhuang Jingchun, which made him feel embarrassed.


    ¡°Sorry, I shouldn¡¯t have asked these questions.¡± Xu Xizhou felt somewhat guilty.


    Zhuang Jingchun smiled, unconcerned.


    ¡°It happened ten years ago, and I¡¯m not that fragile.¡±


    ¡°Ten years ago?¡±


    Xu Xizhou widened his eyes slightly, looking a little in disbelief, ¡°Then how old are you now?¡±


    He always thought that Zhuang Jingchun was only twenty-five. So, he was almost thirty?


    Zhuang Jingchun obviously saw what he was thinking. He narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his chopsticks, and knocked his head in annoyance.


    ¡°Don¡¯t ask what shouldn¡¯t be asked. Eat quickly.¡±


    After being comforted by Zhuang Jingchun, Xu Xizhou¡¯s condition improved a lot in the sprint race the next day. Even when starting at the end, he was still able to overtake them and successfully get the points.


    Although he missed the podium, Xu Xizhou¡¯s mentality has calmed down. Anyway, there were still seven races to come, and he would win them back one by one.


    The second game was in Monaco, with a gap of one month from the opener. Xu Xizhou took advantage of this time to return to school and hand in two papers.


    Considering that he was a racer, the school did not require him to attend, and most of his classes were also online. However, this did not mean that the school¡¯s requirements for him would be lowered. On days when he was not training on the track, he would stay in the apartment to check information and write papers.


    One week before the Monaco Grand Prix, Wang Miao came to London to see him.


    As soon as he entered Xu Xizhou¡¯s apartment, he frowned, ¡°Your place is too small, only about seventy square meters. Why don¡¯t I change it to a villa with a housekeeper?¡±


    ¡°This is enough, Young Master Wang. I can¡¯t afford to live in a villa with my current salary.¡±


    Wang Miao sat on the bed and saw that there were thick piles of English materials on the carpet and on the bedside table, and he became dizzy.


    ¡°Do you just stay in the apartment and write papers every day? What a nerd. Let¡¯s go out and be happy[2] with me tonight!¡±


    After all, Wang Miao came all the way to see him, so Xu Xizhou had no choice but to be dragged to the bar by him.


    As soon as he entered, his cell phone rang, and it was a text message from Zhuang Jingchun.


    ¡ª¡ªI¡¯m on a business trip in London. Would you like something to eat? I¡¯ll bring it to you.


    He came to London too? Xu Xizhou was a little surprised, and was about to reply when Wang Miao snatched the phone from him with one hand.


    ¡°Why are you looking at your phone when you come to the bar? Look up, there are handsome guys everywhere.¡±


    Xu Xizhou raised his head helplessly, and after looking around, he was suddenly kind of dumbfounded. Why are there only men here?


    ¡°Why did you bring me to a gay bar?¡± He lowered his voice, his tone a little flustered.


    ¡°Relax, this is a rotten country[3]. Look, there is a handsome guy with blue eyes winking at you at four o¡¯clock.¡±


    ¡°He is winking at you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all the same, it shows that we are attractive.¡±


    Wang Miao enthusiastically dragged him to the bar and ordered a Bloody Mary for him. Xu Xizhou frowned as soon as he took a sip.


    Wang Miao finished drinking the Long Island Iced Tea in his cup, and threw a slice of lemon into his cup, ¡°Don¡¯t be so cautious, drink it all, and you¡¯ll relax after drinking it.¡±


    Xu Xizhou stared at the glass of Bloody Mary suspiciously. He didn¡¯t want to show his timidity, so he simply raised his head and drank the glass of wine like a traditional Chinese medicine.


    The cold liquor sliding down his throat ignited a flame as it reached his stomach.


    Under the blurred and dim light, Xu Xizhou¡¯s handsome face gradually turned crimson. His thick eyelashes blinked, and his expression showed a hint of fragility.


    Wang Miao stared at his side face, but couldn¡¯t move his eyes for a moment. He stretched out his hand and was about to touch Xu Xizhou¡¯s face when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.


    ¡°My¡­ phone, give it to me¡­¡± Xu Xizhou reached out to him.


    Wang Miao glanced at the incoming call and reluctantly handed him the phone.


    ¡°Your apartment is not lit, where are you?¡±


    On the other end of the phone, the man¡¯s voice was a little cold.


    ¡°I¡¯m¡ª¡± Xu Xizhou felt a little dizzy, struggling to think of the answer.


    The loud background music was transmitted, and Zhuang Jingchun interrupted him directly, ¡°Is it a bar, which one?¡±


    Xu Xizhou said the bar name with a slur. He still wanted to chat with Zhuang Jingchun, but the other side had already hung up. He smacked his lips in disappointment and threw the phone back into his pocket.


    ¡°It¡¯s boring. Werther, get me another Margarita.¡±


    ¡°What did Zhuang Jingchun tell you?¡± Wang Miao looked at him somewhat jealously.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know. That guy¡­ he¡¯s always been weird anyway¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou drank another glass of margarita. Probably because the alcohol had taken an effect, his tense nerves relaxed a lot, and he felt a little floaty.


    ¡°Hey, handsome Easterner, can I get to know you?¡± A magnetic voice sounded. It was the handsome blue-eyed guy they noticed when they first entered the bar.


    ¡°Sorry, he¡¯s taken.¡± Wang Miao gave the blue-eyed handsome guy a cold look, then directly grabbed Xu Xizhou¡¯s waist and led him out of the bar.


    As soon as they reached the door, a slender figure stood in front of the two of them.


    ¡°Zhuang Jingchun, what are you doing here?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re holding my boyfriend, what do you think I¡¯m here for?¡± Zhuang Jingchun stared at Wang Miao¡¯s hand on Xu Xizhou¡¯s waist, his expression extremely bad.


    Wang Miao laughed, ¡°Lao Xu told me the relationship between you was only an agreement, so what you said is not true at all.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun raised the corners of his mouth ironically, ¡°You can believe this kind of thing, but it¡¯s just a couple¡¯s play/interest. It¡¯s just for fun. Otherwise, you can ask him who he wants to go with?¡±


    ¡°Xu Xizhou, who do you choose?¡± Wang Miao asked unwillingly.


    Xu Xizhou raised his dazed black eyes. He had drunk a lot of liquor, his head was groggy, and in his blurred vision, there seemed to be a pair of familiar green eyes staring at him.


    He didn¡¯t even think about it and threw himself into the arms of the green eyes owner.


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 CH 23

    Chapter 023 Suitable for Kissing


    Zhuang Jingchun staggered from being hit, took two steps back, supported Xu Xizhou¡¯s waist with both hands and glanced at Wang Miao.


    ¡°Do you have any other opinions?¡±


    Wang Miao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He followed the two into the taxi and stared fiercely at Zhuang Jingchun with angry eyes.


    ¡°Don¡¯t think I don¡¯t know what kind of idea you have! You have a good idea! With me here, don¡¯t try to take advantage of him!¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun didn¡¯t bother to talk to him.


    Xu Xizhou lay on his shoulders after getting into the car, clinging like a puppy. Unresigned, Wang Miao grabbed Xu Xizhou¡¯s arm, trying to take him to his side.


    Zhuang Jingchun sneered, put his arms around Xu Xizhou¡¯s waist, and let him sit on his lap.


    The back of Xu Xizhou¡¯s head touched the roof of the car. He has long limbs, so this sitting position was really uncomfortable. He was about to struggle, but he was pressed into the man¡¯s arms. There was a faint cologne fragrance, and he couldn¡¯t tell what it was like, but it smelled surprisingly good. He was so addicted to that scent that he forgot to struggle for a moment.


    Looking at their posture, Wang Miao turned pale.


    The taxi stopped in front of the apartment. After getting off, Zhuang Jingchun directly carried Xu Xizhou on his shoulders. Xu Xizhou¡¯s stomach was already feeling uncomfortable, now that he was hung upside down, his stomach was on fire, and he unconsciously struggled several times.


    ¡°Can¡¯t you carry him horizontally?¡± Wang Miao frowned.


    Zhuang Jingchun completely regarded him as air. He took out the spare key that Xu Xizhou had given him before, opened the door of the apartment, strode in, and threw him on the bed.


    ¡°You even have the key to his apartment?!¡± Wang Miao looked at the key in his hand in disbelief, his face turned green.


    Xu Xizhou was too defenseless. How could he give the spare key to others casually?


    ¡°Ugh¡­¡±


    The person on the bed suddenly turned over and stumbled towards the bathroom with a pale face.


    Soon, there was a sound of vomiting inside.


    Xu Xizhou grabbed the toilet lid, throwing up so much that his stomach was cramping. He has always been a light drinker, and just now he was drinking a high-concentration mixed cocktail. His stomach couldn¡¯t handle it, and he vomited all his dinner.


    ¡°Who asked you to take him to drink?¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun gave Wang Miao a sharp glare. He took a towel and wet it, then wiped Xu Xizhou¡¯s face somewhat irritably.


    Seeing Xu Xizhou¡¯s uncomfortable look, Wang Miao felt a little guilty. He wanted to step forward to help but found that he couldn¡¯t find a chance to intervene.


    ¡°I just want him to relax. How could I have imagined that this guy is a terrible drinker¡­¡±


    Xu Xizhou felt much better after vomiting. Zhuang Jingchun helped him onto the bed. He immediately turned to the wall and curled up in a corner.


    Zhuang Jingchun sat by the bed, looked at his sleeping face, and after a while, realized that there was another person in the room.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you leaving yet?¡±


    ¡°This is my closest brother. Why should I leave? Shouldn¡¯t you be the one to leave?¡± Wang Miao sat down on the carpet with his hands on his hips, ¡°I will sleep here tonight.¡±


    ¡°As you like.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun went to the bathroom to wash up. Wang Miao stared at him worriedly, but he was still jet-lagged and was getting sleepier. When Zhuang Jingchun came out, Wang Miao was so sleepy that he couldn¡¯t open his eyes, so he could only watch Zhuang Jingchun lying beside Xu Xizhou.


    ¡°If you dare to do anything to him, I¡­ I will fight you!¡± Wang Miao couldn¡¯t bear it any longer, and he fell asleep after saying that.


    Zhuang Jingchun sneered and turned off the floor lamp by the bed.


    Early spring sunlight streams in through the cracks in the blinds.


    As soon as Xu Xizhou opened his eyes, he saw Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s enlarged handsome face. He blinked in confusion, and it took him a long time to remember what had happened yesterday.


    He remembered that Wang Miao seemed to take him to a bar for a drink, and then Zhuang Jingchun came¡­ But what about Wang Miao?


    He rubbed his hair and sat up, then saw Wang Miao curled up pitifully on the carpet.


    He laughed unkindly, which woke up the other two at the same time.


    ¡°You are heartless, you can still laugh.¡± Wang Miao cursed but was interrupted by the phone ringing before he finished speaking, and he stepped to the balcony to answer the phone with a displeased face.


    Zhuang Jingchun touched the glasses on the bedside table and put them on. He had a stiff neck last night and didn¡¯t sleep very well, and now his whole body is covered with low air pressure.


    Seeing him rubbing the back of his neck, Xu Xizhou tentatively asked, ¡°A stiff neck?¡±


    ¡°You should change to a bigger bed.¡± Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s expression was not very good.


    Both of them are more than 1.8 meters tall, and it was indeed a little cramped for them to be squeezed into this single bed. Xu Xizhou sneered, and squeezed his shoulders fawningly, ¡°I learned some massage techniques from Yuan Mu before, and I will massage you.¡±


    As soon as Wang Miao returned from the balcony, he saw Xu Xizhou sitting on the bed, giving Zhuang Jingchun a massage. His already bad complexion became even worse.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Something happened in China?¡± Xu Xizhou asked him.


    ¡°The old man is sick and urges me to go back.¡±


    Wang Miao massaged his scalp irritably. He had just asked his assistant to help him buy the fastest flight back to China.


    When Xu Xizhou heard this, he immediately sat up from the bed and looked at him with concern.


    ¡°How about I take you to the airport?¡±


    ¡°No need, I have an aunt who lives nearby, and they sent a car to pick me up.¡± Wang Miao glanced at Zhuang Jingchun, worriedly pulled Xu Xizhou aside, and said in a low voice, ¡°You¡¯d better be careful, Zhuang Jingchun is a scheming guy, don¡¯t be deceived by him.¡± ¡°Got it.¡± Xu Xizhou replied perfunctorily and sent him out of the apartment.


    Back at the apartment, looking at Zhuang Jingchun who had finished washing, Xu Xizhou suddenly sighed.


    ¡°I planned to go to Cornwall with Wang Miao today, and the travel plan is all set.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun stopped buttoning his buttons and turned to look at him with clear green eyes.


    ¡°I¡¯m here, are you disappointed?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shook his head hastily, and he eagerly approached Zhuang Jingchun with a smile on his lips, ¡°How about¡­ you play with me?¡±


    Half an hour later, Xu Xizhou drove his second-hand Honda, listened to the rock music on the car stereo, and happily hummed along.


    Zhuang Jingchun was sitting in the co-pilot with an expression of unbearable pain.


    ¡°Do you have to listen to rock?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s the point of driving without listening to rock? I¡¯ll get into a car accident if I listen to classical music.¡±


    Xu Xizhou turned his head and glanced at him. He just bought a bunch of snacks and put them in the back seat.


    ¡°Can you help me take out that beef jerky? I want to eat it.¡±


    ¡°Concentrate on driving.¡±


    ¡°But I really want to eat¡­¡±


    ¡°Turn off the stereo.¡±


    ¡°Forget it.¡±


    The two made jokes all the way, driving alternately, and arrived in Cornwall, the most prestigious seaside city in the UK, in the afternoon.


    After parking the car, Xu Xizhou couldn¡¯t wait to run to the beach. It was almost dusk, and the sunset over the sea was very spectacular. The orange sunset glow dyed the whole sky red, and white seagulls flew by occasionally.


    He and Zhuang Jingchun sat on the soft sand, staring at the last ray of sunlight sinking into the water. The sky was completely dark, and the sea breeze became bitter. He was wearing a thin jacket and felt the cold a bit later.


    ¡°Did you bring any clothes?¡±


    Xu Xizhou shivered and hugged his arm.


    Zhuang Jingchun took off his cashmere coat and sighed helplessly, ¡°Come here.¡±


    There was a warm touch on his shoulders, and Xu Xizhou was encircled in his arms and wrapped in his coat.


    Their cheeks inevitably touched. Xu Xizhou turned his face and wanted to say something but his eyes were attracted by the two pale lips.


    He knew that Zhuang Jingchun¡¯s facial features were superior and impeccable, but he never realized that his lips were so beautiful.


    Thin.


    Soft.


    It seems¡­ very suitable for kissing.

 CH 24

    Chapter 024 Heating Up


    This absurd idea flashed through Xu Xizhou¡¯s mind.


    Soon he realized what he was thinking and looked away guiltily.


    Was he crazy? How could he stare so hard at a man¡¯s lips?


    ¡°It¡¯s too cold here, let¡¯s go back to the hotel.¡±


    Xu Xizhou broke away from his embrace somewhat unnaturally.


    Zhuang Jingchun glanced at him thoughtfully, put back his coat, and lowered his head slightly.


    Xu Xizhou booked a B&B[1] by the sea, with a white exterior wall, a dark blue roof, and green plants on the balcony. The landlord even raised a plump, big orange cat on the first floor.


    In order to save money, he booked a standard room. When he opened the door, he said nervously, ¡°If you don¡¯t want to stay with me, you can¡ª¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother, it¡¯s okay.¡±


    Zhuang Jingchun pushed the suitcase in, bent down, and started packing.


    Xu Xizhou went to the balcony to watch the night view for a while, then teased the orange cat on the balcony on the first floor, and returned to the room contentedly


    As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of splashing water. When he looked over, his face became a little stiff.


    He didn¡¯t pay attention when he came in, but now he realizes that the bathroom door is made of frosted glass, and the figure of the person inside can be faintly seen.


    Thinking of Zhuang Jingchun who took a bath inside without any clothes, Xu Xizhou¡¯s face became inexplicably hot. He quickly turned on the TV and tried his best to divert his attention.