Jiang Zongnian didn't care about his ridicule. He was stimulated by Wen Han at that time. He threw all his restraint and calmness into the air. He kept thinking about the past in his mind. He wanted to analyze his memories again and again. How long had Wen Han been by his side? Why did he mistake her? In addition to confusion, his heart rate was too fast, which was worse than drinking fake wine. He lost control and crashed into her. Fortunately, the car was not going fast and nothing serious happened. He was not so stupid as to joke with his own life.

Jiang Zongnian didn't want Wen Han to feel burdened, so he smiled and said, "I was trying to avoid stray cats, so I accidentally bumped into one."

Wen Han knew that he was lying. Jiang Zongnan was not in a good condition at that time. He might have lost control because he was upset. Wen Han didn't know what to say.

When they arrived in the city, they first found a Chinese restaurant to eat, asked the owner where the Chinese supermarket was, and then went shopping. Jiang Zongnian bought all kinds of ingredients for hot pot, including some seafood. If they bought some today, they wouldn't be fresh enough, so he would ask the hotel to prepare fresh ones later. In addition to hot pot ingredients, they also bought noodles, pork, and cabbage. Wen Han liked to eat dumplings stuffed with pork and leeks, but unfortunately the choice of ingredients was limited, so he had to settle for cabbage.

After buying the ingredients and a bottle of wine and preparing all kinds of seasonings, Jiang Zongnan checked the shopping list again and again to make sure nothing was missing before loading them into the car.

It was already afternoon when we returned. It was snowing heavily and visibility was low, so Wen Han drove very slowly. He was driving very steadily and was only about 20 kilometers away from the hotel. Suddenly, he encountered a group of speeding gangs, who were driving modified motorcycles on the main road. There were only two lanes, and the gangs whizzed past him to overtake him in order to speed.

Jiang Zongnian frowned, "The visibility is so low, are you crazy?"

Going out to race in this kind of weather shows that you are too lucky.

"Foreign motorcycle gangs love to race in the snow for excitement. Didn't you also participate in a racing club? I even had a fight with you." Wen Han was not so wary of him anymore, and for the first time he talked to him about the past without any reservations.

Jiang Zongnan's driving skills were not very good to begin with, and he even tried to learn how to race on a motorcycle, which had the highest accident rate. In order to stop him, Wen Han had a fight with him.

"Guess why I went racing?"

"why?"

"You came to see me at school, and Quadic was very handsome, do you remember?"

Dick was a drag racer, dressed very coolly, like a cowboy in a movie. When Wen Han came that day, Dick had just come back from drag racing. Wen Han praised him for being handsome and took the initiative to talk to him about car modifications. Dick was a man who liked both men and women. He stared at Wen Han with a very hot and explicit look and invited Wen Han to go to the bar together in the evening. Jiang Zongnian was unhappy with what he saw and came over to interrupt Dick's invitation, and it became a drag racing in the evening.

When Wen Han heard that Jiang Zongnan was going to race with others, he became anxious. He couldn't stop him so he resorted to violence. No matter what, he would not let Jiang Zongnan go racing. Jiang Zongnan agreed, but he went again for some unknown reason.

Wen Han was extremely angry. On that day, all the spectators saw a black-clad knight driving a heavy motorcycle arrogantly and domineeringly into their team, forcing Jiang Zongnian's car to stop.

"You're going racing with people just for this?"

After knowing the reason after so many years, Wen Han was really speechless.

"……right!"

Wen Han couldn't help but sneer, "Speed ​​racers are cool and handsome. It's a feeling, a kind of lawless self-confidence. Especially the courage to move forward when racing. Even if you go racing, it's like driving an old man's car, you know that, right?"

"do not know!"

Wen Han chuckled, amused, "Okay, you win."

Jiang Zongnan's eyes were slightly deep. Although it was snowing heavily outside the window, his mood was as warm as spring flowers. Wen Han finally smiled. He could chat with him easily again and would be amused by him again. He spent more than half a year and tried countless methods before he finally made his move.

Jiang Zongnan was just thinking about recounting the events of that year when something unexpected happened. When a motorcycle was overtaking, a car came from the opposite lane. He also misjudged the distance and accelerated to overtake Wen Han's car. Wen Han reacted very quickly and immediately stepped on the brakes, trying to keep as much distance as possible to let him overtake. Unexpectedly, the driver misjudged the distance and felt he could not overtake, so he also stepped on the brakes and returned to the lane. He and Wen Han were operating at the same time, and he did not control the distance well. The wheels hit the rear of Wen Han's car. The road was slippery on snowy days, and a slight collision would cause a major accident. The motorcycle and the driver flew out in an instant, and the motorcycle was thrown off the road heavily. Fortunately, Wen Han had slowed down, and when he saw that the driver did not overtake, he knew he was a rookie. Although he was hit by the rear of the car, he did not lose control and stepped on the brakes in time. Because the road was slippery, the car slid on the road for a while and slowly stopped.

Wen Han unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, saying to Jiang Zongnian unhappily, "See? This is what happens when you are a slacker and love to play!"

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