Just as I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated suddenly.

I connected, it's a business.

"At seven o'clock tonight, I'll wait for you downstairs in your company."

"Hey, wait," when did he learn to speak in such a headless way, "what?" ”

"Don't you want to design a car?" Shang Xinyi said lightly.

"So, you're willing to teach me?" I hesitated, "What conditions?" ”

"Let you owe it first."

"That's not going to work," I rolled my eyes, "what if you're happy and let me blow up the Empire State Building?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm definitely not going to be more interested in bombing the Empire State Building than I am in you."

I was suddenly blocked.

"Alright, that's it." He threw it down briefly, and hung up the phone without question.

In the evening, Young Master Shang was waiting for me downstairs in Lin Meng.

As I approached, he gentlemanly opened the door of the silver Koenigsegg, "Get in the car first." ”

I sat in the co-pilot and followed him into the night until I got further and further off into an upward mountain road.

The dark mountain road winds and winds, and the lush trees and silent mountains on both sides retreat rapidly in the night, and Shang Jingyi drives the car fast, piercing the night wind and turning several times on the smooth road.

I couldn't help but pull the seat belt on my body, and my heart palpitated, "I know your car is good, but you don't have to drive it as a flying saucer, right?" ”

He chuckled, then made a nice drift around the turn, "Looks like someone can't trust my skills." ”

I glanced out of the car, and it felt like it was about to rush down a dark abyss at every moment. "I, I mean, just take a ride in the middle of the night. Is it necessary to drive so fast? ”

"Because speed is the soul of the car." He replied casually.

I glanced at him, "But the soul is too willful, and it is easy to let the body destroy itself." ”

"Really?" He glanced at me, the mountain breeze pouring into the roadster, and his voice in the dark night was a little unpredictable, "Well, if a man's soul is too obsessed with something." Is it also too rigid and easy to break? ”

I was stunned and couldn't answer his question.

Suddenly, he made a sideways turn and braked sharply. Stop at a cliff face.

"Get out of the car." He opened the car door and walked out first.

Surprised, I followed, "Why did you bring me here?" ”

The night in the mountains is very dark. It is a night without stars and no moon. On the edge of this cliff near the top of the mountain, at the foot of the dark and dark mountains stretched, against the background of darkness and obscurantism, which made people feel a little awe-inspiring for no reason.

Shang Jingyu stretched out his arms and asked instead of answering, "Don't you like the feeling of the night wind draped on your body?" It's like flying. ”

As he said this, I felt the strong wind flowing through my arms and on my body, and I closed my eyes. The body is weightless.

I was immersed in this vague and down-to-earth feeling around me, as if I was talking to him and talking to myself. "It's easy to lose yourself if you are too persistent in pursuing one thing, but the soul is the freest, isn't it?"

"Oh," he asked, squinting at me, noncommittally, "yes?" ”

"Then why do you like the feeling of going against the wind?" I don't hesitate.

His face was casual, and he closed his lips without answering.

"It's a similar situation, like a soul going against the wind," I smiled, "and it is said that the direction of the wind is the best for flying, so if you can fly the farthest, you must also be the freeest." ”

He chuckled, "Philosopher." ”

I turned to him, "You were the one who raised the issue to a philosophical level first, and I would have liked to talk about some ...... on a night like this."

"What are you talking about?" He took it at the right time, put his hands in his pockets and looked at me, "What do you think is the most appropriate time to talk about when the night is dark and the wind is high, and the lonely men and widows are high?" ”

I didn't take his hint, glanced at the bottomless under my feet, raised my eyebrows, and said, "Kill people and kill people." ”

"Tsk, it turns out that my heart is so dark." He looked at me defensively, "Warn you not to have bad intentions against me. ”

I glared at him, "You don't mean anything bad to me, do you?" ”

He suddenly leaned over, and smiled meaningfully, his handsome face magnified in front of my eyes, and his voice revealed the usual evil, "If I have bad intentions for you, it won't be as simple as killing people and killing people......"

In the middle of the night, must he lead me to such an ambiguous association?

I turned my face away in anger and ignored him.

"Ruori." He said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"There's a ghost here."

"Hey!" I'm angry, you damn thing!

He laughed brightly, laughing and saying, "Okay, I was wrong......

As soon as you hear it, you know that there is no sincerity.

"However, you want to design a car," he said, after reining in his previous frivolity, "the development of a top-of-the-line and brand-new model requires a lot of investment of hundreds of millions or even billions, and it takes a long time, so I'm afraid you won't want to wait." It's better to consider which car brand to work with and customize it to your liking. ”

"Customized?" I hadn't thought about it before.

"As for how much customization, the exterior, the interior, and even the engine configuration, etc., it's up to you to decide. In this way, some of the process, cycle, staffing and actual production problems can be left to the car manufacturers, and they will also do the production of the car model, which will be less difficult for you. ”

I thought, this would be a good way to do it.

"I can teach you the lines and styling of a sports car," he adds, "and the automakers will be more specialized in other aspects of design." ”

Speaking of which, I can't help but agree, "You're right, it's really difficult to design a car by one person, and I think it's customized." ”

"Well, I'm personally more inclined to Koenigsegg ......"

"I love Bugatti." I didn't hesitate to interrupt him.

He looked at me and opened his mouth slightly, surprised.

Then he said no more.

The mountain breeze in the middle of the night was unprovoked, and I tied up my clothes, and I didn't feel cold until now.

"Let's go back." He gave me a faint smile and walked back to the car first.

*

Early the next morning, Si Tianzhe accompanied me to fly to southern Italy to see my grandmother.

This time the separation seems to be longer than ever, and the twists and turns of life and death, ups and downs, Rao and Si Tianzhe tried their best to cover up, and they couldn't help but be known by her old man.

Thinking that my grandmother was no less worried than I was, I felt sad in my heart, and let her hold and ask questions for a long time, and the tears could not be stopped.

However, my grandmother's physical condition is very good, I feel a little relieved, I think that recently Nik has been by his side, the child is well-behaved and sensible, so that the lonely old man gets a lot of comfort, and I found that Nik is also very dependent on his grandmother, maybe Grandma's love to a certain extent made up for the lack brought to him by Bella's death. (To be continued.) )