No need to ask, Zhao Siqing also knows that this car is Huo Jingchen.

She stood still, the mountain wind blew, and the night was extremely cold.

She wrapped her clothes tightly, and looked silently at the crowded car and the man.

The front face of the car is partially sunken, and the sides are also seriously scratched, which is enough to see the danger of road conditions.

It didn't take long for the cars to return one after another, and the mountain road became more and more lively.

Zhao Siqing's eyes fell on Huo Jingchen's car, and soon after the car stopped, he opened the door and got out of the car.

He wore a white shirt with no tie, a few unbuttoned collars, and black and gray trousers.

His complexion was very cold, his complexion was cold and pale, and the bruises on his face were basically healed, but there was an indescribable loneliness between his eyebrows, and he looked extremely silent.

After Huo Jingchen got out of the car, many women came up.

He twisted his eyebrows, walked through the crowd with a calm face, and walked directly to a dimly lit mountain, full of the smell of the living.

The women gathered not far from him, chattering and talking, but no one dared to step forward.

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and lit a cigarette, looking at the mountain road from afar, without saying a word.

It seems that the addiction to smoking has become a bit heavier lately.

He doesn't like to smoke this kind of stuff very much, and his self-control has always been good.

It's just that when I think about her, it's extremely difficult to control.

*

Not long after, Zhao Siqing saw a young man trotting forward and asking what Huo Jingchen was.

Then he saw Huo Jingchen nodding slightly, and the man turned around and ran back.

Zhao Siqing didn't ask, but he already understood what the man was asking.

Because after the man asked, some people drove the car to the side of the gentle slope one after another, and at the same time, new cars continued to enter.

And Huo Jingchen's car was still parked there and did not move.

She knew he was still going to play the next lap.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while, planning to go over and talk to him.

But before she could step forward, the whistle sounded, and then she saw Huo Jingchen throwing a cigarette butt and walking towards the car.

He opened the car door, but as if he was aware, he looked up in her direction.

Zhao Siqing stood in place and looked at him, not making a sound.

The moment he saw her, he was stunned for a few seconds, a little distracted.

In the night, the eyes were facing each other, and no one was the first to speak.

A few seconds later, the whistle blew again, and he withdrew his gaze and sat in the driver's seat, his face expressionless.

Zhao Siqing sighed lightly, walked to his car window and knocked, and said, "Go back." ”

Huo Jingchen sat in the car, slowly lowered his eyes and didn't make a sound.

On the other side, there are women who are constantly squeezing forward: "Huo Shao, I'll accompany you for a ride~"

"Huo Shao, you just take me around, I don't want anything."

"Chen Shao, I'm not afraid of death, shall I go with you?"

……

There were many women outside the car door, and they all wanted to sit in Huo Jingchen's co-pilot.

Huo Jingchen twisted his eyebrows, obviously a little impatient.

Another whistle sounded, and the women reluctantly retreated to the side of the mountain road, which was empty except for a hot girl in a miniskirt standing in front of the starting line.

Zhao Siqing glanced at Huo Jingchen, turned around to the passenger seat and opened the door directly.

The moment the car door opened, she couldn't help but be stunned.

In the co-pilot's seat sat a bear doll more than one meter tall, off-white, wearing a pink gauze skirt.

He also thoughtfully fastened a seat belt for it.

At this moment, the doll was sitting in the passenger seat upright, but for no reason, Zhao Siqing's eyes felt sour.