Initially.

Fu Xun felt that Sheng Kite was like Shi Yan, after all, he had seen Shi Yan's racing car first, so his ideas were preconceived.

But look at it.

He didn't think so.

Although there is no definite basis, it is just a feeling, and the order of feelings should be reversed.

It is the style of Shi Yan racing like a kite.

…

There is still the last half lap left.

But there is no doubt about the winner of this game.

The five leading players, who had high hopes, were already so far behind that they could no longer catch up, and they all followed one after another.

However, they were convinced, especially after learning that it was a girl who ran first, they rolled down the window and stretched out their hands to make a gesture of admiration.

The kite honked in response.

She ran happily, and the momentary concentration brought by her haste washed away the inexplicably oppressive heavy haze that had just been generated during lunch.

Sheng Kite turned his head and saw Shi Yan's car always following him unhurriedly.

Noticing her gaze, he turned his head for the first time, lowered the window, and through the light-blocking sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze fell on her quietly, and she curled her lips at him.

There are still more than 50 meters to go to the finish line.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they tacitly prepared to cross the finish line together later.

Suddenly.

Sheng Kite's pupils froze, and a whirling dizziness invaded.

"Squeak!"

The screeching sound of brakes sounded.

In the driver's seat of the car that suddenly stopped.

Sheng Kite clasped her head in pain.

An indescribable pain ripped open in her brain.

Not all at once, not for a while, but continuously, a hundred times more real and intense than what was in the dream in the past!

It was like a dull rusty iron blade, or like a sharpened needle.

It felt like something was about to burst out of her mind.

…

At the same time, the crowd gathered around the finish line to celebrate the champions saw the black Bugatti suddenly stop halfway through for no apparent reason.

I'm curious and wondering what's going on.

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and the last second it was a good day with clear skies, and the next second it was full of dark clouds, and the whole sky was dark and oppressive.

Like the scene on the eve of a rainstorm.

"What? The weather forecast clearly says that the last week has been sunny? ”

When someone looked up and complained in surprise.

The white Lamborghini also braked suddenly.

"Click."

The black door is pushed open.

A pair of hands that had lost their blood color to the point of almost transparency reached the door.

Sheng Kite got out of the car.

She couldn't hear any sound, only the cold, mechanical voice of the system that sounded in her head, a long-awaited, judgmental:

"Raiders mission failed! The cool-down period is over! Countdown to the host falling into a permanent slumber - ten! ”

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

With the countdown, Sheng Kite noticed that all the senses in her body were gradually losing control and perception.

System? She's obviously gone.

"Seven!"

Not far away, the white Lamborghini door was pushed open, and Shi Yan came down.

"Six!"

Shi Yan took a step with doubts on his face.

"Five!"

Noticing that she was not in the right state, Shi Yan ran towards her with his eyebrows condensed.

"Four!"

Sheng Kite stood in place, her slender figure shaky.

It's not scary.

One is that even the senses that can produce fear are disappearing as quickly as possible, and the second is that she is so dazed that she doesn't know what to be afraid of.

The brain seemed to be enveloped in layers of white mist.

Vast and vague.

Only at this time, in the line of sight, Shi Yan's face was clearly running towards her.

"Three!"

Instinctively, I wanted to see him see better.

Sheng Kite raised his hand, tore off the light-blocking sunglasses on his face, and the hair ring was torn off together, and a gust of wind blew from where, blowing the scattered hair in the air in a beautiful posture.

And at the moment when her face was completely exposed-

Audience.

A tall male figure in the front row stood up, a pair of eyes staring at the big screen.

It's clear that it's the first time I've seen this face, but I don't know why, it makes him feel so familiar!

Fu Ji's eyes were distracted, and an incomparably strong emotion surged in his chest:

How he liked, knew her.

…

"Two!"

In Shi Yan's pupils shrunk and shattered gaze, Sheng Yuan's body fell to the ground softly.

"One!!"

The final downtime sound fell.

Her eyes were dark, and at the same time as she lost all consciousness, a certain valve in her mind suddenly disappeared, and various pieces that had been hidden in the mouth of the valve like puzzles rushed out, and began to piece together automatically on the page where her memory had been blank.

With the completeness of the patchwork, consciousness followed into a deep sleep that had never been seen before...... (End of chapter)