Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 65

Chapter 65

"You can see your mother now."

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in Zhou Yichan's ears out of thin air, deafening and deafening.

She couldn't believe it, and asked instinctively: "What did you say?"

Song Zhi understood the girl's astonishment, and affirmed every word: "Yes, you heard it right, your mother has returned to Haishi!"

She said : "During my ride today, Zhou Yan suddenly asked me, 'Do you want to see my mother', saying that she is back. I think you should really want to, so I will tell you as soon as I get home." At that end, Zhou Yichan should be

deeply Shocked, fell into a long silence.

After a long while, she murmured softly: "But how come..." Her

father clearly told her that her mother was tired of the trivialities of life, so she refused to even say where she was going when she divorced.

He said that mothers don't like marriage, and neither do children. Between family and creation, my mother resolutely chose the latter.

After eighteen years of indifference, Zhou Yichan finally believed in his father's words.

She stubbornly wanted to follow her mother's path of creation, and fled to the Northwest in a deviant way, but in fact, she never thought that she would find her mother.

She believed that her mother was deliberately avoiding them; she just wanted to touch her mother's preferences so that she could get closer to them.

However, at this moment, Song Zhi suddenly announced: Mom is back and came to find her.

Zhou Yichan was stunned, and even temporarily forgot about her happiness.

She just kept checking: "Is it true, Song Zhi, is my mother really back? What did my father say? Have they met? Are you sure it's really my mother?" The girl spoke very quickly

. Anxiety, obvious surprise and tension, but more of an infinite expectation hidden in it.

Song Zhi seems to have seen that one day she will be able to see her father's self, at that time, she must be exactly the same as Zhou Yichan at this moment.

She understood the girl's mood very well at the moment.

Song Zhi couldn't help smiling, and patiently gave a definite answer: "It's true. In fact, Zhou Yan mentioned your mother half a month ago, but I asked if there was any news about her that day, and he didn't answer." She explained:

" I'm sorry Yichan, I was afraid that you would be disappointed if your expectations were not fulfilled, so I didn't tell you at that time." " But today, Zhou Yan told me clearly that she is back

."

The voice jumped up.

"My God! Song Zhi, I'm so happy, so happy!"

Zhou Yichan finally regained his composure, and belatedly burst into ecstasy, "It's not that my mother doesn't miss me at all. Mommy!"

She replied excitedly: "Song Zhi, I can see my mother!"

Through the phone, Song Zhi could feel the surge of surprise, she was infected by this uplifting emotion, her lips curved Expand bigger.

"Yeah!" She was genuinely happy about it, "Yichan, she must be like you, a romantic and caring person."

Zhou Yichan became apprehensive after hearing the words: "Is it going to be like that? What if mom and I think about it?" What if I am different from the daughter in my mother's heart?"

She said: "It's over, I'm starting to get nervous now..."

Song Zhi asked: "Then are you going to shrink back?"

"Of course not!" Zhou Yichan was decisive.

She was as sure as she was when she answered Zhou Yan in the afternoon.

Song Zhijing looked up at the night sky outside the window for a moment, and said softly: "So don't be afraid. Yichan, you go home first, and go to see your mother without regret." The word "go home" fell into Zhou Yichan's

ears , making her startled.

She suddenly pulled away from the excitement and thought of a practical question: "But, what will you do when I go home? How about this-" After thinking for a

while, Zhou Yichan suggested: "I won't go home yet, and I will come back when I want to see my mother." Go! Song Zhi, you can continue to be with Chen Yan..."

"No, no need!"

Song Zhi interrupted the girl's compromise arrangement, "Yichan, didn't you let me decide the end time?"

She said, "I've decided, right now. Let's just switch back, and then you can go see your mother with peace of mind." "

It's okay, the exchange doesn't affect anything."

Zhou Yichan also thought for her: "Song Zhi, don't feel any psychological burden because of this. The time you agreed with Chen Yan hasn't come yet, go continue your love!" Song

Song Zhi smiled, and suddenly asked: "Yichan, do you know the meaning of 'crush'?"

Zhou Yichan knew it without saying a word.

Song Zhi spoke out for her: "Temporary fall, passionate obsession."

"Song Zhi..." Zhou Yichan lowered her tone, as if wanting to comfort her.

Song Zhi said calmly and contentedly: "I have already had the most perfect 'crush', and I have no regrets. Now is the best time to end it." That's all

.

Zhou Yichan stopped trying to comfort her, and only asked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Song Zhi didn't hesitate.

"Okay." Zhou Yichan said.

After a phone call, the two girls set a date for their return.

Say "now", but of course they won't meet and exchange immediately in the middle of the night. Zhou Yichan wanted to formally say goodbye to Song Yumo, and Song Zhi also wanted to draw an end for her and Chen Yan.

They agreed to meet each other the next day.

The next day, Song Zhi didn't go out until noon.

She drove a pink Ferrari and came outside a studio where Chen Yan had been shooting commercials for the past two days.

The teenager invited Song Zhi to play with him, but after experiencing the "Notting Hill scandal", she didn't want to put herself under the camera.

They are destined to be separated, if they are photographed and gossip is spread, it will only increase their troubles.

Song Zhi has been deliberately avoiding such occasions. And coming here at this moment is because Chen Yan's filming is about to end, and she can leave after picking him up.

Song Zhi parked the car across the street, his eyes fixed on the studio door.

After a while, a boy in a refreshing white T-shirt appeared, but the brim of his peaked cap was actually pulled down so low that he couldn't see his face clearly. But she still recognized him immediately and called him immediately.

The moment Chen Yan picked up the phone, before answering it, he raised his head and looked around.

Finally, his eyes stopped on the pink Ferrari, and he connected the phone: "I thought the young lady would be right in one step and buy the Lafa directly."

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure I'm driving a Ferrari? Maybe it's a tram ."

Chen Yan chuckled, and didn't speak or hang up the phone.

He crossed the road, went straight to the car, and tapped on the window.

The glass lowered, and the young man leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips.

Immediately, he put the mobile phone to his ear and smiled mischievously: "I've confirmed it, it's my eldest lady."

Song Zhi didn't expect him to sneak attack, and her ears burned, she turned her eyes away and said through the phone microphone: "Isn't that right?" Jing, be careful that I will deprive you of the right to go for a ride!"

After finishing speaking, she stopped, as if losing her temper.

Chen Yan went around to the co-driver, put his hand on the door frame, turned over and walked in.

He leaned towards her, and quickly admitted his mistake: "Calm down, it's me who overstepped. To express my apology, how about I throw away those two big light bulbs today and focus on celebrating the young miss?

" be alone.

She shook the steering wheel with both hands, and looked sideways with a smile: "Okay, for the sake of your sincerity. I will let you do whatever you want to go for a ride today." "

Anywhere?"

"Anywhere."

Chen Yan snapped his fingers and said, "OK, listen to me for guidance."

What responded to him was the sound of an ignited engine, a kick of heavy fuel, and pink flying shadows on the street.

The midsummer wind blows by, and the arrogant subwoofer attracts frequent glances from passers-by, whose eyes are full of disapproval of the deviant madness.

This scene brings back many memories.

Song Zhi remembered that early morning in Notting Hill, that day, the boy took the initiative to walk towards her in a gloomy mood. He took her racing, taught her to drift, and made her happy in different ways. Finally, he parked his car under the apartment building and invited her to meet a funny robin.

Looking back now, it seems like a big dream.

Scenes of being together with Chen Yan continued to emerge, unrestrained tenderness, ambiguity, warmth, and sweetness, all swept over in an instant.

Song Zhi's mood was churning, and the speed of the car gradually slowed down unconsciously. It seems that in this way, the period of their love can be extended, and the time of their separation can be postponed.

She kept things in her heart, and when the young man showed the way, she didn't think about it.

I only vaguely feel that the direction of progress is out of order, and it seems to be a bit arbitrary. It wasn't until the hotel where Chen Yan stayed was in sight that Song Zhi slammed on the brakes.

As soon as she looked sideways, she saw Chen Yan smile: "My house, are you going or not?"

Time was really pulled back to the drizzle evening in Notting Hill.

That evening, a Ferrari was also parked downstairs, and he asked her, "Will you go to my house?"

Suddenly, it gave people the illusion of going back in time.

Song Zhi stared at the young man, his eyebrows raised, "Is there another Dion waiting for me this time?" "

Go up and have a look and you'll know." The young man opened the car door, led her, and walked quickly.

In the elevator, Song Zhi was very curious: "Is there really some secret surprise prepared?"

Chen Yan clasped her hand, but smiled silently.

Song Zhi didn't ask any more questions, and just waited for the boy to move.

Unexpectedly -

as soon as she entered the room, Chen Yan pushed her against the door and came forward.

The curtains in the room were closed and it was pitch black.

The young man lowered his head, and his hot breath fell on her forehead. He said, "There is one thing I wanted to do when I was in Notting Hill."

Song Zhi pressed against the door, raised his eyes, and could faintly see his face. Eye.

She held her breath for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhi suddenly felt the hot breath invade, falling on his lips, burning the tip of his tongue.

An unsuspecting kiss, like a ball of fire, ignited the two of them.

They have kissed more than once when they were alcoholic, in a bubbling pool, or at a music festival cheered by thousands of people.

But there was never such a moment of forgetfulness and turbulence.

In the waking hours, in the darkness where no one is silent, the sparks of emotion burst forth. Not catalyzed by any external objects, all driven by inner desires-the desire to have each other and keep each other.

Chen Yan tightened her grip on her waist, twisting and grabbing wantonly.

The air turned into a wave of heat, the sound of light pecking between the teeth intertwined with the sound of chaotic and rapid breathing, like a constant ebb and flow.

Song Zhi has never had such a long kiss, without gaps, being constantly drawn. She grabbed the boy by the collar, curled up her palm on his neck, sucked oxygen from him, and pecked jerkyly in response.

In the darkness, the caress of the cloth and the dense panting are all very clear.

It fell into the ear and became a prairie spark, burning away the last bit of strength supporting Song Zhi, and she fell with the tide.

"No, it can't be done. Lack of oxygen..." Song Zhi finally hid back, knocking his head on the door, his body temperature soaring.

Chen Yan pressed against her forehead, his eyes seemed to be smiling.

He took her hand, squeezed it between his fingers, and said hoarsely, "Are you ready?"

"Huh?"

Song Zhi just uttered a syllable, and the remaining few words were swallowed by the young man again.

He kissed again.

But this time, it was much more gentle and lingering, pecking carefully, from a beast to a puppy. Inexplicably revealed a bit of attachment and reluctance.

At the time of parting, all the suppressed emotions in Song Zhi's chest were drawn out, and she was also nostalgic, letting her last deep sinking.

In the quiet dark room, the sound of kisses was intermittent, sometimes confusing, sometimes lingering.

In the end, when everyone was tired from standing, the palpitating voice stopped.

Song Zhi stared at the young man in a daze, he was hot and hot, and with just one glance, he ran away in a panic. She lowered her eyes, listening to her heartbeat rumbling in her ears.

And Chen Yan is not much better than her, holding her waist tightly, but leaning back. It was as if he wanted to hold her in his arms, but was afraid of hugging her.

This awkwardness and unnaturalness is the young first love.

Unfortunately, it came too late. Once you have it, you will lose it.

Song Zhi stretched out her hand suddenly, and took the initiative to embrace the boy's waist. She pressed her head against his chest, and heard his frenzied heartbeat.

Chen Yan held her by the back of the neck and gently embraced her in his arms.

The two embraced each other quietly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the young man's voice sounded: "Fortunately, I didn't do it when I was in Notting Hill."

Song Zhi paused, and looked up at him: "Why?"

"Well, this is much more attractive than the competition "Chen Yan hugged her and said, "I guess I'll really have to go back to China and become the rich second generation after I'm done." "

Smart words." Song Zhi said angrily, but couldn't suppress his smile.

After a pause, she began to lay the groundwork for her departure. She said, "Chen Yan, you can get a girlfriend who can accompany you on the track in the future. It's so boring to be a rich second generation, but it's interesting to be a racing driver." Chen Yan was startled suddenly

.

After a long silence, he asked: "You know?"

The sudden question made Song Zhi confused: "What?"

Looking at each other, Chen Yan seemed to hesitate to speak.

But in the end, he still said: "Ferrari's No. 2 driver Xiaxiu was in an accident and fell into a coma. I'm going to drive F1 ahead of schedule." In the middle of the season, it is impossible to wait until the

real race to go out to replace the original F1 driver.

He needs to resume special training first, get used to the racing car, and adapt to the speed of F1.

Song Zhi understood almost immediately: Chen Yan not only had to step into the F1 paddock ahead of time, but also had to leave the country ahead of time, leaving her.

But fortunately, before coming here, she was ready to part. Not too frightened and sad.

Perhaps, it was destiny that they would end up here.

Looking into the eyes of the young relative, Song Zhi gave him a smile.

"Chen Yan."

She called him and paused for a long, long time. Then she said: "Then, I won't send you off."

The girl's attitude was very clear.

The agreed time-limited love will not change, if he wants to leave, she won't send it off, so they stop here.

The air condensed for a moment, and the room suddenly fell into dead silence.

Song Zhineng could feel Chen Yan's hand holding her tighter and tighter. She staggered her eyes and dared not look at him, but she could still feel his piercing gaze.

Chen Yan stared deeply at the girl in his arms.

He didn't understand that she obviously liked him too. These days, their blatant love, their indulgence regardless of the day and night, even the last second, they are still kissing lingeringly.

Although the girl made it clear from the beginning that the deadline was over, he thought that her attitude might relax a little after the love has come to this point.

Chen Yan suddenly put his chin lightly on the top of her hair.

After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice like an abandoned puppy: "But Miss, I still want to see you after the game." The boy's

retention was like a thorn in his heart, but Song Zhi had no choice. room for.

She concealed her true emotions and said: "Chen Yan, you can't afford it."

Hearing the sound, Chen Yan was slightly absent-minded.

He remembered that evening at the club, when the girl asked, "Just in love for half a month, do you dare to play?" At that time, he thought that possession was enough, and that when he separated, even if the girl's attitude didn't change, he could still be free and easy.

But until the moment when it was time to say goodbye—

Chen Yan had to admit: "Well. I can't afford it."

He became the person he had sniffed at, and he fought again: "Miss, can you give me a name?" ?"

Song Zhi's voice tightened when he heard it.

She squeezed her skirt tightly, and it took her all her strength to answer coldly: "Chen Yan, take me to the track for a few more laps."

The girl expressed the most decisive attitude with the most euphemistic words.

Chen Yan stared at her for a moment, and saw that her eyes were dry, which was more sore than running dozens of laps at high speed on the track.

But he knew that she had made up her mind, and he was doomed to fail at this stop.

Chen Yan remained silent, and hugged the girl vigorously and gently for a long time.

Then, he turned on the light, and finally asked her: "Are you sure you won't see me off?"

Song Zhi: "You really won't see me off."

"Okay." Chen Yan accepted the reality.

Even if he is unwilling and reluctant, he doesn't understand why the girl is so decisive, but he can only respect her decision.

Chen Yan finally let go of Song Zhi.

He led her into the room, and said to her as he walked, "Although the young lady's heart is as hard as a stone, I still decided to give you a surprise."

A black door was pushed open, and Song Zhi saw two people inside. racing simulators side by side.

The simulator is like a civilian version of an F1 racing car, except that there is no frame and chassis, and other devices are available; players can choose the race track you want to run online when sitting on it, providing amateurs with an immersive racing experience. It gives professional racers a way to train and get familiar with the track.

She was also tempted after filling out the T major, but professional simulators cost millions of dollars, and she was finally persuaded by the price.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan would suddenly push it in front of his eyes.

This is indeed a surprise.

Song Zhi turned his head, and Chen Yan smiled at her: "It's just right, I'll take you to drive the F1 track directly, do you want to play?" The

acquaintance and love with the teenagers are always brilliant, and Song Zhi doesn't want the moment of parting to be heavy, so he Immediately jumped into the simulator seat.

"What do you think?" She urged the boy, "Hurry up, I want to beat the F1 racer on the first day I get my driver's license!"

Chen Yan looked into her eyes and understood her emotions.

After getting along for the last time, he also hopes that what will be left behind are happy eyes, not regretful eyes.

Without further ado, he immediately sat down and taught her how to operate the simulator.

Song Zhi quietly looked at the serious Chen Yan.

For example, that night, Zhou Yichan suddenly proposed to end the exchange, and she went to the club's track to say goodbye to him. At that time, the boy also taught her how to tame a modified go-kart seriously.

They met on the track, and now they end up on the track.

She is very content.

It was also like that time, Song Zhi didn't listen to anything after the explanation.

Chen Yan was not surprised, and said to her: "Go directly to the 'actual combat' to explore, which track do you want to run?" Song Zhi thought for a while, and asked: "Which track do you want to run in the first

F1 race? "

Chen Yan: "Belgium, Spa."

"Okay." Song Zhi immediately decided, "Then the Spa circuit.

" Song Zhi unfolded before his eyes.

She was a quick learner and crashed hard.

Every time she came to the most classic "El Rogue" corner, she couldn't control the car well. Either she was easily overtaken by Chen Yan, or the car crashed and killed her.

Finally, when Chen Yan lapped him for a full lap, Song Zhi let go of the steering wheel and went crazy.

"How on earth do we need to turn around here to maintain speed without crashing!" She broke down and asked the boy for help.

Hearing this, Chen Yan threw away the steering wheel and got up quickly.

The boy came to her side, opened his arms, and embraced her sideways. His chest was pressed against the back of her shoulders, his big hand was on the back of her hand, and he said, "That's all right."

Chen Yan hugged her from behind, held her hand, helped her to cheat around corners, and led her to run on the Spa circuit at sunset made a perfect circle.

When he crossed the finish line, he pressed against her, and his hot breath brushed her ears.

"Will it be?" he asked.

Song Zhi looked at him wetly, and murmured softly: "I'm so distracted, I don't think I'll learn tonight."

As soon as the words fell, the boy leaned on the seat and bowed his head, kissing her.

On the screen, Spa began to rain lightly, the steering wheel lost control, and the entire car rushed off the track and fell to the cliff.

But the two people who were about to leave didn't care. They hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately.

From dusk to night, tireless, unwilling to stop.

Song Zhicai knew that two people could get bored with each other without doing anything except kissing. That night, they were like two plants exposed to the desert, surrounded by heat and stuffiness, only each other had the nutrients they needed to survive.

All night, they were entangled with each other, inseparable.

But love has a limited time, parting will come eventually.

When they bid farewell, Song Zhi's cell phone rang.

When Zhou Yan called, it was late at night, and he was a little worried about his daughter's safety, so he told her to go home early.

After putting down the phone, Song Zhi said to the young man, "Take me for one last lap."

Chen Yan's voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Okay."

The rain in Spa was still falling, and Song Zhi was escorted by Chen Yan , This time I finally didn't crash again.

End of checkered flag waving.

Song Zhi got up and wanted to leave, but the boy grabbed her hand.

Sitting on the seat of the simulator, Chen Yan looked at the orange-colored Spa on the screen, and asked softly, "Do you still want to go?"

Song Zhi's mouth tightened, and he shook the boy's hand and said, "Well, Say goodbye with a smile."

Chen Yan tilted his head, and they looked at each other silently.

Then the boy got up and put a key into her palm.

"It's the key to this room." He said, "I won't be back for a long time, if you want, you can come and practice corners at any time."

Song Zhi stared at him, and finally accepted it.

She said: "Chen Yan, don't send me off either. Let's go to our respective tracks in the future."

You go to your universe, and I go back to my planet.

"Goodbye, Miss."

"Goodbye, Chen Yan."

The young man reached out and hugged her one last time.

The scorching body temperature came, and she said to him: "Chen Yan, go to the highest temple and be cheered and loved by the whole world."

Chen Yan paused slightly, her arms unconsciously tightened, as if she was reluctant to let go of the treasure she was holding.

Song Zhi felt something, took his hand away and turned around resolutely, holding back without looking back.

She was very happy, at the moment of saying goodbye, the boy still remembered that she didn't want to be Zhou Yichan and called her Miss.

Song Zhi's pace was getting faster and faster, as if she was afraid that she would regret if she took a slow step. She drove a pink Ferrari and galloped all the way.

When the car was parked in the faint garage, she realized that there was a piece of gold leaf hanging on the key ring Chen Yan gave her, and the circle line of the Silverstone circuit was engraved on the gold leaf.

London Silverstone.

That's where they really met.

The gentle bullet pierced through the atrium, Song Zhi held the key tightly, until this moment he finally realized clearly:

Maybe he will never meet such a young man again.

Fierce and brilliant, he would call her Miss in a naughty manner, and would also ask her to love him gently and sincerely. Chen Yan was a scorching sun that broke into her life by accident, illuminating her entire summer, but he was like the wind that couldn't be left behind, and when the dial of time was turned lightly, he would go away freely.

Zhou Yichan's message came in, and the gears of time turned.

Song Zhi knew that the shelf life of the fairy tale had expired, and her summer ended early.