The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Xu Xizhou raised his eyes, only to realize that Zhuang Jingchun was holding his hand.The man's fingers were slender and strong, and the palm was warm and dry. The moment he held it, it was very strange that his hand stopped shaking.

"That's someone else's life. Your biological parents may not be like this. Don't think too much about it, okay?"

Xu Xizhou felt that the eyes of the tables next door were cast in this direction.He finally realized a bit of embarrassment dully, and hastily withdrew his hand.

"Well, I know. I was a little impulsive just now."

He lowered his head and chewed the vegetables, the warmth of another person's palm still remained in his palm.The heat seemed to spread from his fingers to his heart.

In the afternoon, they went to a nearby art museum, and then returned to the hotel early.

Xu Xizhou swiped his card to enter the room, and when he learned that Zhuang Jingchun was going to stay there for one night, he didn't think much about it, "This hotel is probably full, why don't you squeeze me in for a night today, don't waste your money."

Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds, and silently deleted the hotel reservation information that Secretary Zhou had just sent him, with a embarrassed expression on her face, "Then... okay."

After Xu Xizhou took a shower, he lay on the bedside and read his professional books for a while, and then felt a little drowsy.Zhuang Jingchun was sitting at the desk by the window, using a laptop to handle official business, with a very focused look.

Xu Xizhou yawned, put the professional book on the bedside table, got into the quilt, "I'm going to bed first, you should go to bed early too."

Zhuang Jingchun adjusted her glasses and hummed lightly.

Xu Xizhou always fell asleep quickly, and he fell into a deep sleep after closing his eyes for a few minutes.Most of the time he slept until dawn, but this night, he had a nightmare.

The beginning of the dream was still a very warm scene, he turned into a little baby and was held in the arms of a woman.The woman coaxed him in a low voice, and sang a lullaby in his ear with a beautiful voice, but then, the sky darkened, and all the pictures were distorted in front of him, and two huge, hideous black figures appeared behind the woman, screaming sounded.

"Let go of my child! You scum, don't touch my child!"

A shrill scream pierced the night sky, the black shadow swallowed the woman, and then slid towards him.He saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and the next second, his small body fell heavily to the ground.

He seemed to be thrown into the wilderness, there were gloomy trees everywhere, the sharp howling of wolves sounded, and the cold tide hit him...

"Mom...help me..."

When Zhuang Jingchun came out of the bathroom, she immediately realized that something was wrong with the person on the bed.He picked up his glasses and put them on, walked to the bed in two or three steps, lowered his head, and looked at Xu Xizhou's face.

The boy seemed to be having a nightmare, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of pain.The moment he heard what he was shouting clearly, some indescribable emotion seized Zhuang Jingchun's heart instantly.

He held Xu Xizhou's trembling shoulders, gently touched his forehead with the other hand, and comforted him in a low voice, "You are safe now, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

There was sufficient heating in the room, but the boy still seemed to feel cold, and he shrank unconsciously, trying to curl himself up into a ball.Zhuang Jingchun frowned, got on the bed and lay down, faced Xu Xizhou, and hugged him into her arms.

The boy probably felt the approach of the heat source in his dream, and unconsciously stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, rubbing his head against his chest.

Zhuang Jingchun patted his back softly, and Xu Xizhou's head rested on his arm, feeling furry.He hesitated for a few seconds, tentatively stretched out his hand, and stroked the boy's black hair.

Under his comfort, Xu Xizhou's originally stiff body gradually relaxed, and his breathing became steady.Zhuang Jingchun exhaled lightly, and pulled her numb arm from under his cheek.

He turned off the night light by the bed and lay down next to the boy, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He quietly looked at Xu Xizhou's side face, and a thought that had been suppressed before popped up again.

Should he... go find Xu Xizhou's parents?

Xu Xizhou woke up early in the morning.He remembered that he seemed to have had a nightmare, and the woman's shrill scream still seemed to be echoing in his mind.

Whose voice is the woman in the dream?He had never had such a dream in his previous life.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what appeared in his vision was a piece of dark green fabric with a smooth touch of silk.He rubbed it with his hands, and it took a few seconds for him to realize that something was wrong.

Why is it hot to the touch, and there is a sound of beating...

The next moment, he met a pair of sleepy green eyes.

"what are you doing?"

It was only then that Xu Xizhou realized that he was leaning on Zhuang Jingchun's chest, and what he just reached out to rub... His cheeks turned red immediately, and he quickly backed away, because he moved too much, and rolled off the bed.

Zhuang Jingchun: ...

"You had a nightmare last night, and you insisted on sleeping in my arms. Three-year-olds are not as naive as you." Zhuang Jingchun looked disgusted.

Xu Xizhou vaguely guessed that this was the reason, but Zhuang Jingchun still felt his cheeks burning when he said it so bluntly.

He pressed his painful tailbone, explaining in vain.

"I can't control the dreaming. It's an accident. It's a pure accident. It won't happen next time."

"Do you want another time?"

Zhuang Jingchun yawned and sat up lazily from the bed.His green eyes seemed to be soaked in the morning dew, bright and transparent, but also faintly narrowed.

"You cried so hard last night that you wet my clothes."

"I cried?"

Xu Xizhou's face contorted for a few seconds, and his lips trembled slightly.Just when his self-esteem was about to shatter to the ground, the man's laughing voice sounded again.

"You're kidding, do you really believe it?"

Xu Xizhou: ...

Damn, why is this guy always so hateful!

After the pre-match test, Xu Xizhou rented a small apartment in London, and every day besides attending classes was training.Occasionally on weekends, he would go to Lyon to fulfill his obligation to agree with a boyfriend, have a meal with Zhuang Jingchun's parents, and then have a happy chat with Zhuang Jingchun.

A month passed without knowing it, and soon came the F2 season opener.

Melbourne, Australia.

The day before the opening game.

The first race of F2 is very important, and Zhuang Jingchun will naturally not miss it.As soon as Xu Xizhou left the hotel in the morning, he saw his car parked downstairs, and he was immediately surprised.

Just as he was about to get in the car, his cell phone rang, and it was actually a call from Lu Rong.

"Xiaozhou, I originally booked a ticket to watch your first game, but some things in school delayed me, I'm sorry, I will definitely watch it at the next stop."

Xu Xizhou didn't expect Lu Rong to remember this.

"It's okay, you can do your work." Thinking of the meal that Lu Rong invited him to, and the simulator he gave him, Xu Xizhou paused, and then said, "If you want to come, you can tell me in advance One sound, I'll leave a ticket for you."

Just treat him as an ordinary audience, Xu Xizhou thought in his heart.

After talking to Lu Rong, Xu Xizhou got into the car.Looking at Zhuang Jingchun in a smoky gray suit and looking like an elite, he unconsciously remembered the first time he saw him.

"To be honest, my first impression of you is not good. You look like you are arrogant. But the team manager should not be too attentive to you, as if you would not invest in him."

Zhuang Jingchun opened all the car windows to let the cool morning breeze in, and his voice was lazy.

"Really, what do you think of me now?"

Xu Xizhou was choked up, obviously he didn't expect Zhuang Jingchun to ask such a question.

"It's definitely better than before, but... that's it." He stumbled and finished speaking, and found that Zhuang Jingchun was still staring at him, and couldn't help feeling a little hot.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What's that like?"

His tone was persistent, as if he wanted to break the casserole and ask the end.

"For example, compared with Lu Rong?"

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The relevant knowledge of racing in this article mainly refers to Baidu Encyclopedia and various documentary videos. Please correct me if you have any questions.