Racers become the canaries of the bosses

--The final chapter--

"Another chance." Xing Yue said calmly, "A chance for me to start over. Don't treat me as an enemy, Leon. To you, I feel that I have nowhere to go."

Chu Lin'an looked at this brand new venue and was silent for a while.

"So I failed again, didn't I?" Xing Yue sighed.

"You have not failed." Chu Lin'an said suddenly, "You have never failed. I am rejecting my own thoughts and feelings. But people can't just rely on emotion to make decisions. Next month's competition is very important to me , I don’t have the time to think about anything else.”

"After the game is over, can you give me some of your "mind"? "

Xing Yue clutched the small square box in his pocket, tightened and loosened his hand forcefully, suppressing his excited heartbeat.

"Okay, I promise you."

After the Finalweek, Chulin devoted himself to training safely, and soon it was the opening day of the new motoPG season.

After several years of retirement, there are many new faces on the track.

As Chu Lin'an played on behalf of a non-big factory team, he naturally didn't get much attention.

However, when media reporters mentioned him, they would always mention the serious car crash that year and his face bestowed by the Creator.

"Leon!" The coach greeted Chu Lin'an to get off the track, "Don't be nervous for tomorrow's game." The coach patted his shoulder and comforted him, "In your current state, as long as you play steadily, you will definitely Get a medal."

Chu Lin'an took off his helmet, revealing his sweaty face, his bangs were soaked into strands and clinging to his forehead and temples.

"But coach, I feel like I can go faster." He panted heavily, his eyes shining brightly.

"Leon, I don't allow you to practice." The coach deliberately put on a serious expression, "You can't exhaust your energy and state in advance."

"Okay." Chu Lin'an smiled and stepped off the motorcycle, and hugged the coach, "I think the coach is more nervous than me."

"Haha, you kid." The coach said with a smile, "If you get off the track again, Xiao Liu and the others will starve."

"Ah, I almost forgot." Chu Lin'an stuck out her tongue embarrassingly.

The car needs to be maintained and tuned for tomorrow's race.The assembly team, the data team, and the logistics team are all waiting for the motorcycle that Chu Lin'an is testing to get off.

"You brought Gong Yan back?" the coach asked mysteriously, "Then does she have an employer now?"

A good mechanic is rare, especially in the field of racing motorcycles. Chu Lin'an heard what the coach meant.

"She's working in a travel company now." Chu Lin'an had already changed into her regular clothes, and the two of them chatted and walked outside the equipment booth, "If she wants to come back, I'll be the first to tell you."

"It's a deal." The coach smiled.

Gong Yan and her boss asked for a month's leave in advance before coming here.

For bosses in Europe, it is quite normal for employees to take time off to watch motoGP races.

After hearing that Gong Yan's friend turned out to be a professional race car driver, she said happily: Go boldly, and I will give you a paid vacation!

Of course, the price was that Gong Yan helped the boss get Leon's autograph.

Returning to the familiar working environment, Gong Yan felt relaxed. Compared with dealing with customers, she would rather stare at the computer for a day to simulate or debug the racing car.

After eating in the dining car, it was already dark. Leon went back to the hotel to rest, she had other appointments.

"Excuse me." A figure wearing a hoodie, a mask, and a peaked cap covering his eyes suddenly jumped out from the side and blocked her way.

Gong Yan was taken aback and almost cried out.

But suddenly, the man spoke Chinese, not Spanish.

——The first stop of motoGP this year will be held in Spain.

"What's your business?" Gong Yan couldn't help taking a step back.

"Excuse me, how do I get to the garage?" the man asked.

"Oh, the garage." Gong Yan raised her finger, "See that blue tent over there? It's right next to it."

"Thank you." After that, the man nodded to her and passed her by.

"Strange." Gong Yan muttered to herself.

Forget it, let's go to the appointment quickly, let Xing Yue and him be alone, maybe something will happen.

Hey, why doesn't Qu Yan give up?I'm not afraid that one day Xing Yue will become impatient and make a ruthless attack...

After returning to the hotel to take a shower, Chu Linan turned on the TV to relax, but after watching it for a while, he became sleepy, but received a call saying that there was something wrong with the electronic box of the racing car, and he needed to go to the equipment shed again. The garage is waiting for him.

But when Chu Lin'an arrived at the scene, he found that there was no one there.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Although the headlights were on in the empty track, only a few field staff were still busy not far away.

"Brother Liu?" Chu Lin'an tried to call for someone, but it was pitch black and no one answered.

Where is the light switch?

Chu Lin'an tried to grope along the wall, but suddenly heard a clear sound coming from behind - it was the friction of shoe soles.

"Who?"

Chu Lin'an turned her head abruptly, but was suddenly knocked unconscious by the approaching black shadow.

"It's on fire! The garage is on fire! Several motorbikes from the convoy are inside! Someone put out the fire!"

Something is shining in the darkness, and noisy voices are bumping back and forth in my head.

So noisy, so painful...

"Cough! Cough!"

Chu Lin'an was choked awake, barely opened his eyes, his vision was blurred by red—the forehead was bleeding.

Outside the glass window, the flames burst into the sky.

The flames lashed out on the metal casing of the million-dollar racing engine like a demon from hell, and the iron claws scratched and crackled on the machine.

Fortunately, Chu Lin'an was lying on the ground, and the thick smoke from the burning steamed up with the high temperature, which did not suffocate him for the time being.

He struggled, trying to get up from the ground, but found that his legs and hands were tied!

The call asking him to come to the garage... the voice of the staff member he had never heard before!

Nobody knew he was in the garage!

That black shadow wants him to die here!

"Hey! Is there something wrong with you?! You can't go in! There is still a spare motorcycle, and if you go in, you will die!"

"Come help! Stop him, he wants to go in!"

Xing Yue had a bad premonition.

This premonition was so strong that he couldn't ignore it when Gong Yan told him that a Chinese stopped her to ask for directions to the garage.

He called Chu Lin'an, but no one answered.

"Get out of the way, I am responsible for my life." Xing Yue's face was gloomy, but the few strong men who formed the human wall in front of him did not dare to stretch out their hands and push.

"I repeat, get out of the way."

The muzzle of a black hole was raised.

"He has a gun!" Not to mention the crowd, even the surrounding crowd dispersed immediately, leaving a large area centered on Xing Yue, several strong men retreated and cursed: "You are fucking crazy! "

Xing Yue retracted his gun and rushed into the flames.

Covering his head with a windbreaker soaked in water, Xing Yue called out to Chu Lin'an while searching.

He has no religious beliefs, but at this moment he is praying in his heart that Chu Lin'an can respond to him...

No, it's best not to respond, maybe he is suspicious, and Little Rose just didn't receive his call.

"Leon!"

The warehouse is an old wooden structure with two floors. Motorcycles and equipment are stored on the first floor.

Xing Yue searched all over the first floor, but there was nothing.

The second floor is a small attic like an observation room, with four windows. It used to be the security guard's lounge, but now it's a place to store recyclables.

Xing Yue climbed up the stairs, but found that the door was locked with iron chains.

"HELP!"

Xing Yue's heart tightened, and it was Chu Lin'an's voice that came from behind the door!

"Leon! It's me! Xing Yue!" Xing Yue knocked on the door excitedly, and shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid, I'll get you out right away!"

"Xing Yue? Xing Yue!"

He took out his pistol/gun again, fired three bursts of bang bang bang, and accurately broke the iron chain.

"Leon!"

The scene in front of him stunned Xing Yue, his brain buzzed, he rushed up to kneel on the ground, his outstretched hand was trembling, and went to check Chu Lin'an's bleeding forehead.

"Who did it? Where else was it hurt?"

The man's eyes looked like he was about to kill someone, it was terrifying.

"I'm fine, fine...no other injuries." Chu Lin'an's despair and fear just now dissipated quickly because of the man's appearance, but his voice still couldn't stop shaking, "Help me untie the rope, let's get out of here !"

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, time was precious, Xing Yue held the muzzle of the gun against the rope and broke the shackles on Chu Lin'an's legs.

The two hid under the windbreaker and rushed out.

But when they reached the stairs, there was a sudden bang, and the heat wave from the explosion sent them flying down.

"Are you okay?" The man's voice was very close, above his head.

Chu Lin'an was held in Xing Yue's arms, and she didn't even feel any pain.

"I'm fine, what about you?" He pulled out from his arms, only to find that Xing Yue's calf was being crushed by the fallen motorcycle.

Xing Yue tried to pull his leg out and grunted in pain, but his body remained motionless.

The racing motorcycle weighs several hundred kilograms, and there is something pressing on it, how could it move?

Chu Lin'an tried to lift the car, gritted his teeth and tried his best, but it was still like a mayfly shaking a tree, with no effect.

The sea of ​​flames gradually surrounded them, like a beast waiting for an opportunity.

"You go out first." Xing Yue stopped Chu Lin'an, who was wasting his efforts, "Go out and call someone."

"No! No way!" Chu Lin'an also knew that this was the only way, but if he went out, he might never see Xing Yue again.

"Don't be afraid, Leon." Xing Yue calmly didn't look like his life was hanging by a thread, "Trust me, okay? I'll wait for you to save me."

"it is good……"

Chu Lin'an didn't dare to look at Xing Yue, not wanting it to be the last one.

The tears couldn't fall, and they were evaporated by the flames before they could flow out of the eye sockets.

The ambulance came and the fire was basically under control.

Looking at the figure standing next to the stretcher, Qu Yan couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly.

"Are you cold?" Gong Yan, who was standing beside the wheelchair, saw Qu Nan's hand pinching her thigh through the blanket.

"It's a little." The hands were loosened, and Qu Yan was smiling, but he didn't look up at her.

"I hope you didn't do it." Gong Yan lowered her gaze, and also looked at the ambulance.

At this time, it would be superfluous for anyone to come over. Xing Yue and Chu Lin'an had just escaped from the dead, and they only needed each other.

"Heh, why do you say that?" Qu Jian finally raised his eyes, his voice could not detect any emotion.

"If you still have some self-knowledge." Gong Yan put down her arms and lit a cigarette——

It was the brand that Chu Lin'an used to draw frequently, so she quit in order to adjust her body and return to the track, and gave her the rest.

"No one would be stupid enough to provoke Xing Yue, unless they are tired of work." Red lips exhaled white smoke, "Perhaps, the end is worse than death."

Qu Jian: "You..."

"Leon!"

He was about to say something but was interrupted, Gong Yan was waving towards that side.

Qu Jian also looked over and saw Chu Lin'an walking towards them with big strides.

"Hello." Qu Nan returned to his smiling face, but the word "Leon" had just pronounced the first syllable, when a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Chu Lin'an held his hand/gun, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him.

"It was you who ordered Li Miao to kidnap me, right?"

Although he passed by in a flash and did not see his face, Chu Lin'an remembered that the tattoo on the wrist of the person who attacked him was Li Miao.

"What are you talking about—" Qu Nan put on a shocked expression and covered his mouth artificially, "Li Miao? Who is it?"

"Stop pretending." Chu Lin'an bent down, this action startled Qu Jian, thinking that he was going to hit him.

Chu Lin'an didn't want to dirty his hands, he just groped under the armrest of the wheelchair and quickly pulled out a small thing.

"This is evidence." Chu Lin'an shook the small card in his hand.

"What is this!" Qu Yan suddenly raised his voice, his eyes widened and he leaned forward, as if he wanted to stand up from the wheelchair, but he couldn't.

"Xing Yue's company made a special wheelchair for you. What do you think it is?"

Chu Lin'an has long been used to Xing Yue's suspicion and strong desire to control, so it's not surprising that he did something like tampering with suspicious people's belongings.

"Xing Yue? He..." Qu Yan couldn't accept it for a moment, "He actually doubts me?! He doesn't believe me!"

"Pfft." Gong Yan next to her couldn't hold back, "I didn't expect you to like the two brothers of the Xing family so much."

Qu Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak, and his expression was grim.

How could he like Xing Yue?Xing Yue looked like a dog, not even one-tenth of his younger brother Xing Yun.

Ever since Qu Nan could remember, no one disliked him.

But only Xing Yue has always had a cold face towards him, with a gloomy and scary face.

It was like this when I was a child, as an older brother, I insisted on clinging to Xing Yun. Wherever he and Xing Yun went, they were always followed by tails, which was extremely troublesome.

So one day, when Xing Yun was sick in bed with a high fever, he tricked Xing Yue into the old warehouse and locked him up.

No one cared about this shady little freak, locked up and punished just fine.

Unexpectedly, Xing Yue was discovered two days later, and he even forgot that it was him who did it. He was terrified when he found out that the matter would be exposed. Sure enough, God was helping him.

After growing up, Xing Yue lived up to expectations and became what he is today. He is mentally abnormal and his methods are even more despicable. He has helped him so much, and now he is actually monitoring him!

"Where is Li Miao?" Chu Lin'an asked, "You met him when I was hospitalized last month, right? I remember you both came to visit me on the same day."

Yes, it was last month, and that scene is still fresh in his memory, so he doesn't mind repeating what he did when he was a child.

But not to Xing Yue, but to Chu Lin'an in front of him.

That day when he went outside the ward, he ran into Li Miao who was hesitating in the corridor.

He could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with this kid, and after careful questioning, he learned that Li Miao had come to apologize.

It was Li Miao who handed over the glass of juice that caused Chu Lin'an to be hospitalized due to allergies.

"I know he's allergic." The stupid kid was still crying, "I just can't see Brother Fang Yan always mentioning him, treating him as something unattainable, and rejecting him every time he comes out to play, Brother Fang Yan is still happy Hehe, it's as shameless as licking a dog...so I wanted to tease him, I didn't expect it to be so serious..."

He only said a few words, and Li Miao explained everything. He really didn't have any brains.

"Do you know who that person is with Chu Lin'an inside?" Qu Yan had a plan.

"who is it?"

"It's the director of Zhongwei Academy of Fine Arts." Seeing the other party's frightened expression, Qu Nan was very satisfied.

"Chu Lin'an is the school manager's little lover, and the canary he raises is very dear."

"Lover?" Li Miao's expression cracked, "Student, he...is he being taken care of by the school manager?!"

"Hmm... that's right. Do you think that if you let the school manager know that the glass of juice was given by you, your studies..."

Looking at the flashy clothes this stupid boy is wearing, he doesn't have any good ones. To be admitted to Zhongwei Academy of Fine Arts, the family must have paid a lot.

"So take back the apology." Qu Yan smiled, "Chu Lin'an won't remember the chaos that night."

Sure enough, the kid accepted his suggestion, nodded and said yes, and couldn't hide his disgusted and angry expression.

"No wonder the work is praised so highly by the professor, it's all about selling yourself, pretending to be noble..."

"Calm down, don't let others see it." Qu Yan pretended to comfort, "Go for a walk outside to calm down, and just put the flowers and fruits in the nurse's station."

After dismissing Li Miao, Qu Yan came to the door alone.

I have been concerned about it since just now, why is there singing in the ward.

Through the half-open door, Qu Jian saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

Xing Yue, this man who has always been aloof and gloomy, the man who never even gave him a smile, the man who is in awe of the bottomless man, is actually doing a funny dance.

While dancing, while laughing.

The laughter coming from inside was precisely Chu Lin'an, who was still applauding to cheer for such a dance that he couldn't bear to look at directly.

Some kind of self-conceited sense of superiority was severely shattered, Qu Yan refused to admit his failure, and only felt that the current physical nausea was caused by the scene in front of him, which was really ironic and disgusting.

What kind of magical power does this Chu Lin'an have?

Since Xing Yue likes it so much, let's destroy it first, so that you can't laugh anymore.

"Why is the back of your hand scratched?" Xing Yue asked Chu Lin'an.

There can only be one accompanying family member on the ambulance, so only Chu Lin'an is on board.

"Talking while wearing an oxygen mask." Chu Lin'an covered the back of his hands, and helped the medical staff educate Xing Yue first.

"You still have the strength to speak after being injured like this? You can really do it." The male doctor couldn't help complaining, "Your hair will be burned off later, handsome guy!"

"Hair?" Xing Yue was anxious.

"It's okay, it's okay, your hair is still there, you're handsome, even with a bald head." Chu Linan pressed Xing Yue's fidgeting hand, as if coaxing a child.

"It's better to have hair." Xing Yue said seriously in a low voice, not wanting to be heard by the male doctors and nurses.

I care about my own image.

Chu Lin'an couldn't help but smiled.

"I just hit someone."

Chu Lin'an knew that if he didn't say anything, Xing Yue would still ask him, half his life was lying on a stretcher, and he still cared about this little injury on the back of his hand.

"Don't worry, no one found out." Chu Linan was proud, "I won't be dragged into the police station and affect the game."

"Don't talk, just listen to me."

"No other injuries other than my hands, I'm fine."

"Both Qu Nan and Li Miao were taken away by the police. After Qu Nan found out that you were watching him, he almost went mad."

"Instigated crime, attempted murder, arson, just counting the loss of the motorcycle in the warehouse, that amount can't be compensated even if he loses his fortune. Don't mention him, get angry, leave it to the police and lawyers."

"Look at this." Chu Lin'an took out a familiar small red velvet box.

"Found it in your windbreaker pocket."

The small box was opened, and inside was a ring—the wedding ring of the two, the one that was taken off from Chu Lin'an's hand and still in front of Xing Yue.

"I'll accept it again now." Chu Lin'an took off the necklace around his neck, put the ring in, and put it on again.

"What are you laughing at? Don't be proud, just wear it temporarily."

"Leon, I..." Xing Yue was in a hurry again, but was interrupted by a light kiss when he was about to say something.

"Look at your performance, Mr. Yue." Chu Lin'an smiled, but his eyes were wet, "Can you let it go back to my ring finger so that it can cover that little crescent moon."

[three months later]

Mugello Circuit in Italy, the last stop of motoGP this year.

"This year's race is really amazing." Moto3 qualifying has not yet started, and the live commentator is controlling the field.

"That's right, not only are there veteran players who live up to expectations, but there are also many new faces. There are quite a few dark horses this year."

"Speaking of dark horses, driver No. 69, representing the YAMAHA satellite team, is the only player to enter the first page of the standings. There has never been such a strong player in the satellite teams of major manufacturers before."

"Hey, you're being too conservative. Player No. 69, Leon, has never dropped out of the top three in the overall standings. He is a well-deserved favorite to win the championship!"

"Haha...you're right. Everyone knows that the satellite team is a substitute for the official factory team. There is no power to influence!"

"The track rose that once was, will bloom again."

"Are you nervous?" Xing Yue's burns are almost healed, and there are scars left on his body, but his broken left leg has not fully healed, and he needs to use crutches. The sequelae.

"Nervous." Chu Lin'an was about to play and was warming up, "But also excited."

The live broadcast happened to cut to the preparation station where they were, and the camera was facing the No. 69 racer Leon.

"Hi——" Chu Lin'an greeted the camera, his pretty face filled the whole camera, and then he raised his fingers to make an "L" representing his name.

This is a chance for the contestants to show their faces. Although the camera is only a dozen seconds long, only popular contestants have preferential treatment.

"Huh." Chu Lin'an put on the helmet and was ready.

"Mr. Yue." He said through the helmet, "Do you still remember the first day we met, you promised to compensate me?"

"Remember." Xing Yue remembered everything about Little Rose.

"I seem to be too nervous now, can you give me a kiss?"

"Leon, it's my pleasure."

Xing Yue took his little rose with one hand, and a kiss fell on the rose pattern on the lower edge of the helmet.

But for some reason, the camera position has not been switched.

The kiss was being witnessed by tens of thousands of people.

"The camera... seems to be off." Chu Lin'an reacted from the booing of the people around him, but fortunately, he couldn't see the blush through the helmet.

"Then do it again?"

"Mr. Yue, please respect yourself."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Are you not nervous?"

"Well, my heart rate has dropped."

"I'll be waiting for you on the podium."

"Then can you give me an award? I heard that racing girls don't have to be women."

Little Rose was teasing him again, but he was very happy.

"Okay, as long as the brother who accepts the award with you also likes a "girl" like me. "

"That's what you said."

"Good boy, it's a deal."

The author says:

Thanks for waiting.

Thank you very much.

Cut the branch plot, and finally wrote the ending.

Thank you for your company.

Maybe see you again in a while.

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