President Qi, I don't despise you

On the extreme track of the professional track, the gray sports car shot out like a shooting star, the air seemed to be cut through, and the sudden push back made people feel the different speed.

That touch of gray was like a bolt of lightning striking across the ground, so fast that even Cang Ye looked at Song Yi who was skillfully manipulating the sports car beside him in amazement.

He knew that Song Yi didn't like racing cars very much, and the sports car under his name was only used to support the scene. He drove it occasionally, and his technology was definitely not professional. possible at this rate.

There are two corners in a row, and it is neat and neat, as if it has been demonstrated thousands of times.

After all, Cangye has an unusual mind, and he is already familiar with the track. After passing through these two corners, he can tell that this is by no means the first time he has come here. Last time he picked him up after he was drunk. When he came back, Shen Yan said that Song Yi was very concerned about his inability to drive a racing car.

So did he practice secretly?Just to bring him here today?Cangye looked at the people around him and felt a little hot. He knew that he needed to concentrate at such a speed, so he didn't say anything. He looked out of the car window, and the scenery on both sides retreated rapidly. On the co-pilot of the racing car, it is different from seeing only the track when driving the racing car. Now he can see the steep cliff beside the curve, the mountains on the other side of the cliff, and the multi-flowered mountains in late autumn. The scenes are also competing to change, but they are all amazingly beautiful. It turns out that such a perspective can also be so beautiful.

The silver sports car is shuttled on the mountain road, Song Yi has no extra energy to pay attention to the people around him at the moment, he is fully focused on the track, in fact, he has known for more than half a month that no matter how much he practices, he will not be able to reach the front of Cangye. What he can do is try his best to make his speed closer to him, so that he can still feel the speed of forgetting everything even if he can't drive the car.

The winding mountain road is getting higher and higher. Looking down from the right side of the car window, you can see the tops of the trees below the mountain. Cang Ye leans on the seat and quietly feels the familiar speed. His eyes move from the right side to the left side and concentrate The young man who was driving felt a little hot and emotional. He was not good at racing.

The car stopped at the end of the mountain road. Song Yi took off his glasses and turned his head to look at the people around him. There was a star-like smile in his clear eyes, and there were two meanings of flattery and praise from others.

"How about it?"

Cangye looked at him, his usual cold eyes softened, and two different emotions could be heard in the low tone

"It's driving very well, do you come here to practice these days?"

Song Yi was a little embarrassed to be asked so directly by him.

"Well, yes, I heard that you would always come here before, so I thought of bringing you here today, but it's a lot worse than you, and I hope Mr. Cang will not dislike you."

Cangye smiled, actually he doesn't smile often, but he can't help but smile at the guy across from him

"Not bad, although it's not as good as a professional, but it's very rare in amateurs."

He held up Song Yi's hand

"Actually, Xiao Yi, you don't need to do this. I said that I don't care if I can race cars or not."

There was some helplessness in his tone, but it was more of a heartache for this person.

Song Yi clenched the man's cold hand with his backhand, his eyes were serious like never before

"I know you don't care, but I just want you to know that even if you can no longer drive a car, you can still feel the speed of forgetting everything."

Cang Ye's heart moved, he actually understood, and before he could say anything, Song Yi squeezed his hand, his eyes sparkling

"Do you want to go down and have a look?"

After speaking, he got out of the car and walked around to Cang Ye's side, and opened the door for him. The chassis of the sports car was too low to get out of the car. Discovering that there was a tent not far away, Cang Ye slightly hooked his mouth and looked at the people around him

"You did it?"

"Yeah, I got someone to set it up in the morning. I asked the people in the club before, you often stay on the top of this mountain for half a day, but it's a bit cold today, but the tent is very good, and it doesn't affect the sight at all."

Cangye's health has been poor since he was injured, and he couldn't warm up his whole body. He was afraid of the cold. The top of the mountain was already cool in late autumn. Song Yi specially brought a thick windbreaker to put on this man.

Song Yi held his arm to take him to the tent, but he was gently held down

"Walk with me, I haven't been here for a long time."

Song Yi nodded, and the two walked slowly along the path by the mountain

"I used to go up and take a look when I wanted to be quiet. I often walked along this road. There were no people and no noisy sounds. It was very suitable for a person to calm down and think."

Cang Ye's voice was low, and he was standing under a tree wearing a black cashmere trench coat. Song Yi seemed to be able to see him standing alone at that time, and asked curiously.

"What were you thinking about then?"

"In the early years, the Cang family was in chaos, and the industry was in disarray. All I thought about was how to lay it out, how to hold the Cang family in my hands. In the next few years, I thought about the overseas arms business, and then..."

Speaking of this, Ao Ye turned around and looked at the people around him.

"Miss you."

I don't know why, hearing the man's words, Song Yi couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. Would he also be sad if he had done so many things that hurt his heart in the past, but he could only come here alone when he was sad? Turn your body to block the wind and hug him, and gently bury your head in the hollow of his neck

"No, I won't let you come here alone in the future. I will accompany you wherever you go."

A faint smile appeared on Cangye's bloodless face, teasing him softly

"Isn't that a Keke Manpi candy?"

"Manpi candy is just mangy candy. Don't dislike it. Is it cold? Let's sit in the tent for a while."

Song Yi knew that his trachea was afraid of being irritated by the cold wind, so when he heard him coughing, he hugged him tightly and said.

The two turned around and walked slowly towards the tent. When the curtain was lifted, Cang Ye was stunned for a moment. The tent was not small, and there were all the necessary equipment inside, including tables, chairs, tea sets, and even a barbecue grill. Then he looked at the people around him dumbfounded.

"What are you doing? Do you want to live here?"

"No, I just want to have a good barbecue with you."

[The author has something to say:]

Qiushui Mountain Villa is an indelible scar in Song Gouzi's heart

Every time Mr. Cang was hurt by Song Gouzi before, he would come up alone and think about him quietly, woo woo, I want to make up for him

Think about Song Gouzi's performance last time, kissing me and me with the little star in front of Mr. Cang, this time he must make up for Mr. Cang, and the stalk of drinking beer has not been written yet, and they have not been asked to sit together and have a good time drank

Please look forward to the next chapter, haha, gather in the comment area

Haven't decided whether to invite guests or just the two of them