Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 86

Chapter 86 : Loving

Song Zhi entered the summer of her 24th year, and she ushered in her master's graduation ceremony in the UK.

Three years of bachelor's degree, three years of master's degree, two FSAE champions, two years of Ferrari assistant engineer, now, she finally officially got the ticket to enter F1.

The graduation ceremony was at the beginning of July. Unfortunately, it happened to coincide with the F1 Grand Prix at Silverstone.

Song Zhi, on the other hand, stayed in the paddock the night before, checking with his colleagues the spare components for tomorrow's game.

"Song, tomorrow is a good day, and Chen will definitely win the championship!" "

That's not sure. Tomorrow is Song's big day. Maybe Chen just skips work and finds someone to compete for him."

Everyone knows that she and Chen Yan have been together for six years. It's a sweet and passionate love. When the weather is not beautiful, colleagues can't help but joke.

Song Zhi smiled, and was about to speak to respond to his colleague, when a hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, and immediately after, she fell into a big and warm embrace.

Turning around, he really met Chen Yan with a pair of smiling eyes.

The man hugged her, smiled and said to his colleagues: "Be confident, babies, tomorrow we will finish the game as quickly as possible, and then—" "

I will pick up my girlfriend with flowers, you are waiting at the party in the manor Carnival."

Chen Yan drew the cake for everyone, then turned around and went out with her arms around her.

Song Zhiren let him walk around him, only turned his head, and waved to his colleagues with a sweet smile: "Chen was inviting you just now. Everyone, Xichuan Manor, my graduation party tomorrow night, you must come!"

Colleagues With a face of "Let's go, don't show off", but responded to her very sincerely:

"OKOK! Song, happy graduation!"

The dusk is full of sky, gentle like every summer they have been in the past six years.

Chen Yan took her hand, and when he crossed the black asphalt track, he called her softly: "Know."

"Huh?" Song Zhi turned his head to look at him.

Chen Yan stared ahead, but passed through her fingers, interlocking his fingers and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I miss a race."



Song Zhi stopped, looked up, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably: "Is that why you want to come to my graduation ceremony?" But we only have one graduation ceremony."

Song Zhi's heart softened for an instant, and it melted into the gorgeous sunset glow in the sky.

She looked at the man who had been with her every year, and smiled brightly: "Who said there is only one time?" She reminded him, "The graduation ceremony of the university has only passed two years, and maybe I will graduate with a Ph.D. The ceremony!"

"So——"

Song Zhi took his hand and continued to walk forward under the setting sun, "Boyfriend, don't try to be lazy. Don't let go of the points from any game, especially the silver we met. Stone track!"

She does not require that her life be in a sense of ritual all the time, as long as she knows that she is treated with solemnity, it is enough.

Chen Yan still seemed regretful: "Princess Juanwang, do you want a boyfriend who has won three consecutive championships so much?"

In fact, Song Zhi did have this consideration.

Since his debut in F1, Chen Yan has been hailed as a genius. Every year, people in the circle say that he wants to rule this era of F1.

However—

in the first year, he only entered the field in the second half of the season. Even if he made six consecutive podiums, it is still impossible to aspire to the championship. In the following year, he reached his peak state, and the "three-wheeled car" could counterattack and win the prize; but he was defeated by the unstable car and Ferrari's hip-pull strategy group; in the third year, Ferrari had a major internal change, and the entire With the team working together, it is difficult for Chen Yan to enter the top five this season.

It wasn't until the fourth year that the racing, tactics and Chen Yan's status were all online, and the right time, place and people made him, a talented racing driver, finally win his first driver's championship trophy.

From last year to this year, he has become even more imposing, unstoppable. Every extra stop will set a new record for Asian drivers and Chinese drivers.

Fate is rare, and a person's life is both long and short. How many times can there be glory?

"certainly."

Song Zhi looked up at her boyfriend, not hiding her expectations and desires for him: "Our brother Yan is the one who wants to rule F1."

She stepped on her feet, secretly kissed the corner of his lips, and fled quickly.

Song Zhi walked lightly, raised his finger to the sunset glow pouring down from the sky, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, conquer this world for me!"

The girl shrouded in dim light reflected in his eyes, Chen Yan stretched his eyebrows and smiled softly.

He chased after her, took her hand, and ran into the evening wind together.

The next day, Chen Yan finally showed up on the field obediently.

However, Song Zhi promised that he would wait for him at school and congratulate the champion with flowers.

Before that, under the witness of Zhou Yan and Zhou Yichan, she accepted the principal's fringe picking and got her master's degree.

The moment the master's hat was thrown into the air, the younger sister rushed to her, hugged her to congratulate her, and her father also came to her with a bouquet of flowers.

"Zhizhi, congratulations on graduation."

The short and sincere blessing lingered in her ears all day long.

Song Zhi wore a master's uniform and took a group photo with everyone who cared.

In fact, this is not the first time she has experienced a graduation ceremony, but when she was surrounded by these blessings and flowers, she still gave birth to a feeling of luck that she was favored by fate.

The helicopter suddenly took off towards the school landing pad. Song Zhi looked at the spinning propellers, and for some reason, suddenly remembered the day of high school graduation—the 18-year-old self, standing in the crowd of graduates, looking around and waiting for a bouquet of flowers.

Song Zhi, 18, did not wait.

But the 24-year-old Song Zhi doubled the care and flowers he longed for at that time.

She held Zhou Yichan on her arm, looked at Zhou Yan who was looking at her in Duanjing, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yichan, I seem to be a little 'happy'..."

Zhou Yichan snorted, hugged her whole and said, "It's just now Where is it!"

"The filming is almost done, Princess Zhizhi, now get ready to go to the manor to receive more happiness!" The younger sister said, and wanted to lead her to the direction outside the school.

Song Zhi stood still, looked at his sister, and then at his father.

"Father, Yichan, you go to the manor and wait for me first." A little embarrassment appeared on her face, "I still have something to do, so I can only do it by myself." "Oh——"

Zhou

Yichan raised his wrist to look at the time, He said ambiguously, "Rush to Silverstone now, just in time for the awards ceremony!"

Zhou Yan also had a clear face, and smiled: "Do you want Dad to send you?"

Song Zhi shook his head, with happiness in his eyes: "I don't need In the past, he will come to pick me up."

Zhou Yan was about to say something, but Zhou Yichan pulled him away: "Hey! Of course the prom belongs to princesses and knights, father, you king, just accept your fate, don't be a light bulb here!

The younger sister pushed her father with one hand, and waved at her with the other: "Princess, don't be too sensual and despise friends, go home early! There is a surprise!"

Song Zhi responded with curved eyes, watching their backs go away, before she took out her mobile phone Click on the live broadcast of F1.

Halfway through the race, Chen Yan, who took pole position in qualifying, is now leading the race. He was followed by his best friend, Harper Walker, who had traveled to Haishi.

Before Chen Yan entered F1, Harper was the last "Triple Crown".

The competition between the two was very fierce, and Song was fascinated by it unconsciously.

"Song? Song!"

"Song Zhi, Zhizhi!"

She didn't hear even the alumni next to her calling her several times.

In the end, there was still a "Chen Yan", which made Song Zhi suddenly raise his head.

She looked puzzled, as if she didn't understand why someone called him when her boyfriend was speeding on the track. Seeing this, several alumni giggled and said, "Don't look for it, Song, we're

calling you! " We have applied for graduation flight, and we want to fly a helicopter to take us to London, Song, do you want to go together?"





On graduation day, it is very romantic and tempting to take a helicopter tour around London with your classmates.

But—

Song Zhi glanced at the No. 22 racing car speeding past on the screen of her mobile phone, and shook her head: "Thank you, but I can't."

She said frankly: "I want to watch my boyfriend's race more. Next time, wait I graduated with a Ph.D., definitely!"

"Wow!" Several girls covered their hearts, expressing that they were shown by her.

The boys shouted jealously: "That damned lucky man! When will I have such a perfect girlfriend?!"

Song Zhi made no secret of his preference for Chen Yan, raised his mobile phone in his hand, and said: " Bye, I'm going to continue watching my boyfriend's match."

She didn't want to delay for a second, and immediately lowered her eyes, wanting to see the result of the fight between Chen Yan and Harper.

However—

just looking down at this second, I saw two racing cars, one red and one green, driving side by side, and suddenly lost control!

Judging from the live broadcast, the two cars seemed to collide in a fight. The green car lost control first, slid suddenly, flipped several laps at high speed on the track, and finally slammed into the wall.

Debris flew across, and the car Harper was in was split in two.

And the red Ferrari driven by Chen Yan rushed out of the live broadcast the moment it skidded.

Major accidents occurred, and the life and death of the two racers were uncertain. The race team cut off the live broadcast almost immediately.

The screen in his palm was suddenly pitch black, just like Song Zhi's world at the moment.

Everything was too sudden and unexpected, her mind froze, she froze in place for a long while without any reaction.

She was more terrified than when she learned that Zhou Yan's plane crashed, because this time, she watched the accident happen to her closest relatives.

It's going to be okay...it's going to be okay!

The safety of F1 cars is very high now, and there are no precedents of car rollovers and crashes. The "HALO" system has saved every driver in an accident.

Today, too, will be safe.

The mobile phone in his hand fell on the lawn due to loss of strength, Song Zhi comforted himself over and over again, but his hands grabbed the mud and grass under him in panic.

She kept taking deep breaths, trying to adjust her flustered emotions, but her breathing became more and more chaotic.

In the end, she told herself that no matter what, Chen Yan was still waiting for her. Life or death, he must be waiting for himself to pass.

Relying on this belief, Song Zhicai stood up unsteadily, and ran out in a vain footstep.

With the sound of strong wind filling her ears, she did not dare to stop for a moment, lest she take a step slower and never see that person again.

However, this time when the accident happened suddenly, Song Zhi was no longer as helpless as when he ran to the airport last time.

She ran in a hurry, just as the despair of being abandoned by the world came, her father and sister suddenly fell from the sky.

It turned out that they didn't leave at all, because it was her important day, and they had been waiting at the school gate.

The moment they learned that Chen Yan had crashed the car, they immediately ran towards her.

"I know, don't panic!"

Zhou Yan didn't stop her, but turned around and walked out beside her, "Chen Yan will be fine, Dad will take you to find him."

On the other side, Zhou Yichan held her hands, to give her support and comfort: "Although the live broadcast was cut off, the official has not made a statement, but I saw a car fan at the scene saying that Chen Yan got out of the car!" With relatives by his side, it is clear that he should have a sense of

security .

But Song Zhi was shaking while sitting in the car. Her lips trembled, and she was confused: "It's all my fault. I should have let him come to school with me if I knew it earlier. It's all my fault..."

She kept blaming herself, just like Zhou Yichan after she gave Chen Xichuan a marriage proposal back then .

The more so, the more negative and desperate the heart becomes.

The moment he was about to fall into the abyss of panic, Song Zhi suddenly fell into an embrace.

It was her father who held her.

"I know."

Zhou Yan told her firmly, "It has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, you will bring Chen Yan luck, just like you brought Dad that day."

He said word by word, "Chen Yan will be safe, just like my father that day."

Song Zhi paused suddenly, but was even more pessimistic.

She couldn't help but wonder if she was really overwhelmed by happiness today, a little carried away, that's why God punished her like this?

But she didn't dare to say it out, fearing that it would really come true.

When people are extremely afraid, they will become the most ridiculous idealists.

For a moment, Song Zhishen didn't dare to say anything, she leaned her head on her father's shoulder, and only prayed that the gods would really take care of her again.

The road to the hospital was so long that Song Zhi felt countless times that his life was coming to an end.

She was sitting in the car, but looked up dozens of times a minute, wishing she could fly to him in the next second.

However, when the car really stopped, she stared at the pale sunlight again with red eyes, and dared not see him for a long time.

I am afraid that there will be no news about him, and I am even more afraid that there will be bad news about him.

The car door was wide open, Song Zhi had never hesitated and suffered as much as now.

In the end, the sky was getting dark, and she was afraid that if he really fell into darkness again, she was afraid that he would be alone.

Finally, I mustered up the courage to face reality.

Unexpectedly——

as soon as he rushed to the door of the hospital, he saw that haunted figure walking towards him.

Song Zhi suddenly stopped.

And a few steps away, Chen Yan, whose cheeks were covered with bruises, walked up to her first with flowers in his arms.

The man limped slightly and his voice was hoarse, but he said to her: "I promised to pick you up, I'm sorry I broke my promise. Zhizhi, happy graduation." As soon as tears burst down,

Song Zhi couldn't hold back anymore , hugging Chen Yan.

Confirming his survival with her own eyes, and feeling his fresh body temperature, she was overjoyed and speechless, and all her words became this tighter and tighter hug. Like a drowning man clung to a driftwood, like a rope caught in the middle of a fall.

Song Zhi hugged the man tightly and silently, and stepped back from the semi-suspended air to the ground, feeling like returning to the human world.

After a long time, she swallowed slightly and responded: "You didn't break your promise, I have already received the best graduation gift." "

Chen Yan." Song Zhi said, "I'm really scared."

She thought she had already done it. Well, he might be ready to sacrifice himself for his dreams and love at any time, she thought, she could bear it.

However, it wasn't until this moment came that she realized that she was not and could not be ready at all.

Once this happened, all the presupposed courage and relief would be empty talk, and she couldn't help being afraid and heartbroken.

Chen Yan hugged her back, held the back of her head, and stroked her hair.

After a long silence, he said hoarsely, "Me too."

He was afraid that he would never see his light again, and that his light would also be trapped in darkness from now on.

Chen Yan bowed his head and rested his head on her shoulder, his tone was unprecedentedly depressed and obscure: "I know, can you, take me home first." He said, "I don't want to stay in the hospital."

Song

Zhi looked away The hurried and dignified medical staff guessed what he was afraid of.

In addition to being afraid of never seeing her again, she was also afraid of hearing bad news about Harper—just like she had just parked in the car for a long time, afraid to see him, afraid to face him.

Harper was Chen Yan's other brother who came into his heart after he was exiled to England.

He once gave warmth to a young man in a foreign country, led him astray, and returned to the right track. He is also a brother, a friend, and a teacher. They even bought a house in the same community.

Song Zhi completely understood Chen Yan's fear.

He had already lost his brother once, and it would be too cruel to lose him again.

"Okay."

On the night when he broke up with his mother, Chen Yan held her by his hand. At this moment, Song Zhi also led her out: "Chen Yan, I will take you home." On

this day, the gods did favor Song Zhi again, but But Chen Yan was forgotten.

Almost as soon as they got home, word came from the paddock: Harper hadn't been rescued and was left on the track forever.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar:

——Gosh... Harper just got married last year, and he hasn't seen the baby yet... [burst of tears]

——Fake it? ! I can't believe it [crying] He is the freshman triple crown, how could he be cruelly taken away by the heavens when he encounters a major accident for the first time.

——Hey, although the safety of F1 has been greatly improved after the birth of "HALO", it is the most dangerous extreme sport after all. When encountering such a big accident, life and death really depends on luck... ——It's really just "luck

" ? It was the last few laps at that time, and it looked like two cars collided in the live broadcast to cause a tragedy, right? Have the results of the race committee's investigation come out? Damn it, is it the responsibility of the sidecar!

——I also want to say that Chen Yan's momentum is very strong, but the car is also really extreme. If it is caused by his illegal offense, please ask the game committee to ban him for life.

——What's the use of a lifetime ban? Can Harper come back? The illegal attack caused a major accident, so why wasn't Chen Yan the one who died!

Lamentations, regrets, and conjectures, accompanied by abuse, came like mountains and tides.

The dead are the most important, so all the suspicions and accusations were directed at the survivor of the accident, Chen Yan.

Even after the race committee's investigation results came out, it was Harper's car that had a problem, causing him to hit Chen Yan next to him by mistake.

In fact, Chen Yan was the one implicated in this accident.

Yet people consistently only believe what they want to believe.

As soon as the tournament committee's investigation statement was issued, not only did the outside world not stop, but even worse.

—Dead people can't talk, so it's all blamed on Harper, right? All I can say is, hopefully the next dead man will be in Ferrari.

——In the new energy era, F1 is becoming more and more boring, yellow race, Ferrari's first Asian contract driver, and a new star who is popular all over the world. The buff is full, the traffic is exploding, and everyone understands it. Garbage man garbage game, don't watch it.

——Hehe, I have been building momentum for Chen Yan since his debut, so of course he has to favor him. Dare to be the sick man of East Asia who dare not admit it, vomit.

——Stepping on the podium with the blood of your brother, then I wish you to accompany your brother after the end. Oh, no see, brothers go to heaven, smelly dogs only deserve to go to hell.

Some extremists believed that Chen Yan was to blame. During this time, his private messages almost every day cursed him to death.

Song Zhi hadn't had time to get over the fear of the rest of his life after his loved one's catastrophe, but he began to worry again that Chen Yan couldn't bear this second blow.

Disbanding the party and applying for a vacation, she embraced the boy who fell into darkness again.

However, not a single word of relief has yet been uttered.

Chen Yan said first: "You know, don't be afraid, I'm fine." He told her, "I won't be depressed, I won't go astray, and I won't give up." The man even laughed at her: "After so many

years , there should be some progress."

Song Zhi felt even more distressed when he saw it.

She stretched out her hand and smoothed his forced smile: "It's okay, you don't need to be strong in front of me."

She hugged him carefully and lent him her shoulder to lean on: "Missy is invincible, she will comfort you and protect you "

Chen Yan leaned against her, crying silently. But from the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word of pain, and he didn't say a word to escape.

As for Song Zhi, he didn't ask too many words, just waited quietly by his side.

In fact, they both knew each other that in this accident, apart from the passing of Harper, there was another reality.

There are always dangers in this profession, what if the next accident happens to Chen Yan again?

This time it was Harper, maybe next time it will be him.

Only by giving up can it be completely avoided.

However, none of them will give up.

So tacitly keep silent and pretend that bad luck will never come.

After this day, not only did Chen Yan not feel depressed, but he redoubled his training after taking good care of his body.

He spent almost twice as much time on physical training and simulator training as before, and it seemed that he turned all his pain into strength.

After only one game in Austria, the man returned to the game.

"Iron-blooded and ruthless", "naturally born extreme athlete", "death can't stop Chen Yan's ambition to win three consecutive championships", the outside world has such evaluations of him.

By all accounts, he was completely unaffected by Harper's death because of his swift and determined return.

Only Song Zhi faintly felt something was wrong.

Chen Yan was too calm, so calm that he was abnormal. Except for the fact that he lost all vitality on the day of Harper's death, he actually turned into a training machine all the time. It's as if, instead of dreading the track that took his most important friend away, he can't wait to ride it again.

A normal person can't do that.

Sure enough, the state of the grand prix that Chen Yan returned to was obviously not right.

Through the live broadcast, Song Zhi found that he was extremely anxious from the start, and his reaction was nearly a second slower than usual. And one second is fatal enough in F1.

Song Zhi's heart hangs in an instant, she has never been so worried about a game like this moment.

Not for his grades, only for his safety.

Facts have also proved that this is not her unfounded worry.

The race had just reached the fifth lap, and it was just the beginning of the race. On the black track, a red Ferrari lost its grip and slammed into the wall at the corner—it was the No. 22 car, Chen Yan.

Of course, this is just a driver's personal cornering error and hitting the wall, which is commonplace in the F1 arena and cannot be called an accident.

The only disappointment is that Ferrari lost a scoring car.

"I'm sorry, I was stupid."

Chen Yan's radio voice came back, showing his self-blame, and at the same time reporting his safety.

He crashed at the beginning and made an unprecedented low-level mistake, but Song Zhi was relieved instead.

After all, he has a problem with his state, and he hasn't recovered from his depression at all. Keep playing, maybe the result will only get worse.

In this regard, the team is obviously also aware of it.

Both the manager and the TR engineer didn't blame him, but comforted him: "It's okay, Chen. Adjust the state, we will get points in the next game."

No one expected that this crash was just the beginning.

After three consecutive grand prix, Chen Yan seemed like a novice in F1 who couldn't adapt to the extreme speed and control the limit. He not only hit the wall but also started to hit other cars.

Although there were no major accidents, he was like an unstable torpedo, ready to destroy himself and others' games at any time.

In the F1 paddock, this kind of crash-level car maintenance costs at least six figures every time.

Even if it is a big team like Ferrari, it is enough to come a few more times.

After crashing three times in a row, the manager began to put pressure on Chen Yan:

"Chen, we don't require you to stand on the podium in every next grand prix. No, we don't even require points, you just need to finish the race." "

Chen , you should know. If you continue to be in this state, Ferrari will not be able to bear it."

The team even used contract seats to pressure him.

At the same time, the public opinion in the outside world is also very pessimistic:

——Has the competition committee now seen that statement as a slap in the face? You said that Harper hit Chen Yan, now Chen Yan can't drive a car without bumping into someone: D

——Evil comes around, Harper said: Brother, I'll wait for you to reunite. If this stop doesn't work it's the next stop hhhhhhhh

- death is not the worst ending for a racer! I'm waiting to see this new star that F1 wants to promote, crashing into a car and losing his seat, being kicked out with his tail between his legs, and then dying so that no one

cares Overwhelmed.

In Song Zhi's eyes, he was more anxious and depressed than himself.

One night, she couldn't help but said, "Chen Yan, otherwise we should stop." "

It's not about being a deserter, nor about giving up."

Song Zhi hugged him lightly, "It's just for a better start. And make some adjustments temporarily."

In the darkness, Chen Yan's eyes were open, like two clumps of flames that were about to be extinguished.

"I know, I don't dare." He finally expressed his deep fragility, "I'm afraid that if I stop, I won't dare to step on the track again."

Harper was fighting with him, walking towards Death, how can he not regret, how can he not suffer, and how can he let go?

The shock and tragedy at that time, and the emptiness and despair afterwards, no one is more clear and profound than him.

Even when Chen Yan stepped on the track again, he seemed to be able to see Harper beside him, Hurricane covered in blood, but kept yelling "Hurry up, hurry up".

He could no longer concentrate on the game, and the demons and darkness swallowed him up again.

But he also knows that everything is a trick of fate. Harper won't blame him, Harper will want him to stay on the track, and he doesn't want to give up easily.

Either fall into a slump, or break through the darkness with a heavy burden.

He has no choice.

Song Zhi understood.

So she stopped talking, just leaned into his chest and said, "Then Chen Yan, don't be in a hurry, okay?" "

Remember what I said, life is so long, you can slowly overcome it and break through "

She said: "Chen Yan, remember to face the light."

The man firmly grasped the light that was pulling him, and said hoarsely and solemnly, "Okay."

Afterwards, no matter how much ridicule and cold stares hit him, he never gave up.

Hitting the south wall again and again, gritting his teeth and getting up again and again, he galloped on this track mixed with blood and tears.

Until—

the Haishi home game in October, he fell hard in his hometown.

The racing car had just started a lap when Chen Yan's racing car suddenly lost control and crashed into the guardrail wall at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

Just like the day Harper's accident happened, the car broke in two in an instant. What is even more frightening is that the racing car burst into flames, and the raging flames swallowed everything in an instant.

"Oh my god, it's Chen Yan's racing car..."

"It's so hot, this... help, don't!"

"How is he? Has he gotten out of the racing car?"

"Chen Yan is really not to blame for what happened to Harper. Can you let him create another miracle..."

Amidst the uproar in the audience, the sea of ​​flames intensified.

At that moment, Song Zhi couldn't hear anything, and she rushed towards the track like crazy.

Zhou Yan hugged her, Ferrari's colleagues hurriedly comforted her, some were crying, some were praying.

But she couldn't hear anything, and the world fell into a deathly silence.

The lights of the safety car flickered like a nightmare, and the flames burned for a solid two minutes.

Song Zhi fell to the ground in numbness and despair, tears fell down physiologically, she felt as if a piece of her heart had been gouged out.

Almost the whole world believes that Chen Yan's soul belongs to the track, and so does she.

Because once the track sees fire, there will be no survivors.

No one expected—

a man would suddenly emerge from the sea of ​​flames the second the world was silent. He miraculously jumped out of the sea of ​​flames like a god whose wings could not be broken.

Chen Yan seemed to feel the desire and calling of his loved one, the rescuers supported him, but he looked at Song Zhi with a glance.

The flames shot up to the sky, Song Zhi saw it, and he smiled at her.

It seems to say: Don't be afraid, I won't leave without the permission of the young lady.

Song Zhimo burst into tears like rain, but the corners of his mouth were rising.

Great sadness and great joy, great ups and downs, she suddenly squatted down, her palms supporting this piece of track that she loves and hates.

what to do? In the future, what should they do with this track? !

Seeing the bruised Chen Yan again, Song Zhi stopped crying.

She walked towards him firmly, hugged him, and said, "Chen Yan, rest, don't run away next season." Ever

since the accident between Chen Yan and Harper on the day of graduation, when she thought she would never see him again, Song I had this idea before.

For a moment, she even thought of Chen Yan's parents' consolation - to stay with him safely by his family's side.

But only for a moment, because she also remembered that she had promised never to betray him.

Therefore, even if the man crashed in the arena again and again and kept walking on the edge of the cliff, she never flinched.

Until the fire engulfed Chen Yan tonight, and he was almost buried in loneliness, Song Zhi made a decisive decision.

She finally said: "Accompany me to make up the graduation trip, desert, forest, glacier, ocean, can you walk with me?"

Song Zhi was the only time in his life, showing fragility in his dreams and love.

She said: "Chen Yan, I don't know what will happen tomorrow. But at least until death happens, there will be no regrets between us."

Chen Yan looked at the red-eyed girl, speechless.

He had imagined many times, what kind of feeling would he feel when death really came, relief or fear?

But at the moment when he was in the sea of ​​flames and stared at by the scalding god of death, he found that it was neither. It wasn't until the moment he was about to die that he realized that the strongest emotion was reluctance.

I don't want to leave her alone in the world, I don't want to let her walk on this track alone for the rest of my life, I don't want to lose the long life with her.

As a racing driver, he has no regrets in life if he can die on the track.

But as her lover, he couldn't be so cruel.

It was Song Zhi who supported him to walk out of the burning fire.

Therefore, even for a moment in the sea of ​​fire, he has already walked out of the shadow of Harper's death - at the moment of death, there is no fear or worthlessness, and it is a pity to die for love, even if it is a pity, there is no regret after all.

He understood that Harper had no regrets, and Harper would not regret it.

Maybe once again, Harper will still struggle to attack and defend him, even if he knows that the end is death, Harper will definitely do that.

He understood Harper's mood when he was dying, and of course he would not be disturbed by it again.

Chen Yan is confident that he will no longer be chaotic on the track, and will no longer rampage like a trapped animal.

But when he met the girl's tearful eyes, he hugged her tightly and said obediently: "Okay."

Three days later, Ferrari announced the replacement of No. 1 driver Chen Yan.

At the same time, the team announced in advance that Ferrari will not renew the contract with Chen Yan next season.

This new star who was supposed to rule the era of F1, finally, scribbled out in a shocking fire.

——It's a pity, although the whole world is complaining about Chen Yan, but the accident video at that time was indeed Harper's own responsibility. What a pity that Chen Yan left the paddock just like that!

——Hey, Chen Yan and Harper bought the houses together. He had already lost his own brother, but in the end he saw another brother, Harper, die with his own eyes, and he had to bear so much infamy. It was obvious that he had a psychological problem after the game.

——Leaving is right, Chen Yan cannot drive F1 in his current state. In fact, it doesn't have to be an exit, right? Maybe when Harper's shadow passes, he can still come back!

——Don't be too optimistic... With Chen Yan's performance in the second half of the season, he will definitely not have a seat next year if he doesn't leave. It can only be said that he left, looking a little more decent.

——Chen Yan is really the most arrogant, talented and proud F1 driver I have ever seen! Despite the abuse from all over the world, even if you fall down 10,000 times on the track, you must continue to drive the car. In the end, leaving is also a sea of ​​flames all over the world, so he doesn't regret it! The racing driver Chen Yan is the most awesome, don't cry for me here, wait for the master to come back! ! !

When it came time to leave, the outside world began to feel reluctant to part with Chen Yan.

At that time, Chen Yan himself and Song Zhi had officially started their journey around the world.

They closed their eyes and ears, abandoned everything related to racing, and fled to the utopia where there is only each other.

Today, they are still feeding penguins in Antarctica; tomorrow, they have flashed to the Sahara Desert to watch the wind, sand and stars.

As Song Zhi wished.

This year, they witnessed tornado storms in the wild sand, followed the gorgeous aurora in the polar night, surfed and dived in the magnificent sea, rode horses and galloped in the vast expanse of grass, and kissed indulgently in the green forest and rain...

They have taken a romantic hot air balloon in Turkey, flew like a bird in the jungle on a paraglider in Brazil, skydived in Dubai, and even swim naked at night on a small island in Fiji...

I have seen the vastness of the world and felt the hustle and bustle of fireworks.

Song Zhi and Chen Yan, the lovers, did not return to their hometown and their little home with the happiness of the whole world until the New Year's Eve at the end of the year.

This New Year, Song Zhi didn't go back to Zhou's house, but nestled with Chen Yan in their river view hut.

When the clock struck zero, she handed Chen Yan a scroll tied with a red string.

"Boyfriend, open it and have a look." The woman stared at him with a light of surprise in her eyes.

Chen Yan took it, but didn't open it right away, but hugged her into his lap.

Leaning over to kiss her tenderly, he said: "Zhizhi, there is nothing more surprising than spending another new year with you."

Song Zhi smiled softly, and put the scroll into his hand: "No, trust me , you must think this is even more surprising!"

Chen Yan gave her a suspicious look before pulling off the red rope and slowly unfolding the scroll.

Then, he saw a contract with the new F1 team "Xingzhi", which was to sign him as the No. 1 driver for a long-term contract.

Chen Yan raised his eyes abruptly, and met the girl's firm and bright eyes.

Song Zhi was also looking at him deeply, and the bright white moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on her body, making her look like a god.

The god smiled firmly at him: "Chen Yan, race car driver, have you rested? Are you ready to go out again?"

Chen Yan's eyes turned red instantly.

He hugged the woman's hand suddenly tightened: "I thought, the pause you said was forever." "

Then you underestimate the princess."

Song Zhi said, "I promise, I said I would never betray you, no Betray your dreams."

She told him to stop at that time, but she just couldn't bear to watch him take risks and torture himself over and over again on the field, if you can't get out of the shadows by force, then stop and try.

Although, the two major accidents that year reminded her: If it continues, maybe bad luck will come at last.

But she was still the same, she never thought of letting him leave in defeat, never thought of binding his wings from now on.

Song Zhi is confident that as long as she speaks, Chen Yan will give up her dream and love for her.

He will choose her who is more cherished.

But she would not do that.

Because she knows very well: to love is to kneel down and never give up; to love is to remain unswerving until death.

Why love?

The dream is, so is he.

"Chen Yan, what is your decision?" Song Zhi asked again.

The man bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand, like a knight swearing allegiance to the death: "It is my honor to fight side by side with the princess."

March 16, 2031, Melbourne, Australia.

The first F1 team "Xingzhi" from Asia officially entered the top hall of racing, and the racing driver Chen Yan, who had been silent for a season, signed the longest contract in F1 history with it.

The spring is shining today, and the returning hero and the newly forged long sword will fire their first shots side by side.

The plane roared past, and the sky was filled with colorful smoke.

The driver was parading, and the moment the rebellious new star flashed past the parade car, the applause that belonged to him also resounded instantly.

"Chen Yan! Chen Yan! Chen Yan!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh he is really back, and he is still with our Chinese team!"

"Chen Yan is amazing! His knowledge is awesome!!! "

The screams of the crowd rose for him, and the five-show red light on the starting line turned on as scheduled.

Chen Yan was wearing a red suit and was in charge of a red and blue racing car. The arrogant boy from back then returned again.

At the same time, the voice of the only GP engineer who can talk to the racer came from the ear radio TR—

"check, check, can the knight hear you?"

It was a female voice, it was Song Zhi, it was his princess .

Chen Yan held the steering wheel and curled his lips: "Miss, please give me instructions."

Song Zhi smiled lightly: "Any instruction is fine?"

Chen Yan agreed: "Any instruction is fine."

"Then, Knight Chen, win our first match and go to the highest podium!"

The princess ordered, just in time, the five exhibition lights in front went out.

The red flying shadow galloped forward, firmly occupying the leading position.

The knight said: "I will never live up to the princess's life."