At first, Murong Qiao didn't understand the reason for taking the elevator.

Until the elevator slowly stopped, and the moment the door slowly opened, countless cheers poured into my ears, and I couldn't help but be infected by this speed when I saw the crowd outside full and the cars speeding on the track.

Needless to say than Tang Yu, Murong Qiao could catch the fiery red car at first glance, far ahead of the others, almost crossing the advantage of half a lap, and flicking his tail one corner after another.

Tang Yu took her to the front position, where the viewing experience was excellent, almost from the excitement of the pavement, from the strong wind that the car carried over the face.

"I have advised him several times before about healing, but he has not listened." Tang Yu watched the red fade away, and then spoke.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, and his gaze shifted from the car to Tang Yu. "But he's driving a race car, and he should know that best."

If you want to be honored, and you want to be able to continue racing in the future, the problem of your legs is a hidden danger there.

It's like a bomb that may explode at any time, and it doesn't have to be the end of the countdown at any time, ending life.

Tang Yu smiled bitterly, "He definitely knows this better than anyone else." ”

But clear is clear, if you don't listen, you don't listen, Tang Huai seems to have a little bit of his own strength in his bones, once he has his own ideas, he can't listen to anyone's words.

"He used to tell me."

"If you can die on the field, it's not a kind of destiny."

Tang Yu took this sentence out of his memories and said it to Murong Qiao, and couldn't help but sigh for Tang Huai.

This sentence made Murong Qiao's eyes fall on the bright red racing car again, after listening to Tang Yu's words, he always had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Die on the field...... Is it?

Thinking of the news report in his dream, Murong Qiao's brows tightened more and more.

And in the conversation between the two, an event also came to an end.

The fiery red car was in the lead for first place almost from start to finish, and without giving anyone else the slightest chance, it leaped to the front and rushed to the finish line to take first place.

At that moment, the cheers that erupted in the audience almost made Murong Qiao think that he was drowned.

Murong Qiao and Tang Yu's viewing position was next to the finish line, so as soon as Tang Huai got off the bus, the two sides looked at each other.

Tang Huai just got out of the car and slowed down, then took off his helmet and shook his hair, looking at the position where Tang Yu would always sit, but this time it was Murong Qiao's gaze.

Just after a moment's hesitation, Tang Huai remembered Murong Qiao.

He walked over and shouted to her amid the cheers of the crowd, "Follow me!" ”

It's not a good place to talk.

Murong Qiao was still immersed in this noisy and excited cheer, but Tang Yu had always understood Tang Huai, and when he saw this, he motioned for Murong Qiao to go with them.

So the three of them moved from the lively arena to the maintenance bench not far away.

When Tang Huai walked in with the two of them, Murong Qiao saw that the car was being overhauled by relevant personnel.

Even though she thought it was amazing before, this was the first time she had seen how smooth and beautiful the lines of this car were, and the slender and powerful design made people look at it for a moment and never take their eyes off it.

"Like?" Tang Huai's voice suddenly appeared beside her.

Murong Qiao came back to his senses, and then nodded. "It's beautiful."

No one doesn't like beautiful things, and the excitement of extreme sports is even greater.

"Then I'll take you for a spin later." Tang Huai said casually.

As soon as Murong Qiao wanted to say no, he was preempted by Tang Yu next to him when he spoke.

"Are you willing to do it again?" Tang Yu deliberately lengthened his tone, "When I was going to do it last time, why didn't I see you so happy?" ”

"Can you be the same as my sister?"

Tang Huai snorted disdainfully, "Get out of the way." ”

Tang Yu was just joking, and when he saw Tang Huai say this, he got off the donkey down the slope.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, then you can talk."

Tang Yu knew what Murong Qiao was here for, so he didn't stay here long before making room for Tang Huai and Murong Qiao to talk.

It would be good if Murong Qiao could persuade him, anyway, he also hoped that Tang Huai would pay attention to his legs.

Just watching Tang Yu leave, Murong Qiao hadn't thought of what to say to Tang Huai.

She stood next to the car, watching the staff go back and forth, reorganizing and dismantling the words in her heart, and there was no result over and over again.

It was Tang Huai, as if he could see through her mind at a glance, and he said the purpose of Murong Qiao's coming with one word.

"Who told you to persuade me to heal?"

He stood on the side of the car, standing straight and straight like a pine and cypress, and his tone was so careless that he was careless.

"Is it Murong Zheng? Qin Huan? Or—" He paused again in the middle of the sentence, and laughed to himself for no reason. "Forget about Xianyu."

"Neither," Murong Qiao shook his head, "I thought of it myself." ”

She pursed her lips, "Listen to the second brother, your illness can be cured." ”

Since there was not much contact with Tang Huai, Murong Qiao did not find a way to get along with the two of them for the first time.

Fortunately, Tang Huai was very enthusiastic about her, which made Murong Qiao feel no nervousness.

"It can be cured." Tang Huai generously admitted, "It wasn't a terminal illness in the first place. ”

"That-" Murong Qiao raised his eyes.

But in the next second, she stumbled into a calm and waveless lake, as if falling into the silence of her eyes.

"Then did Murong Zheng tell you about healing?" Tang Huai looked at her and staggered away, as if he had mentioned something insignificant.

Murong Qiao nodded, "I know, six months to a year." ”

She remembered the treatment time that her second brother had told her.

But Tang Huai shook his head, "He probably didn't talk to you in detail." ”

"If I'm going to go for treatment, I can't touch a race car during treatment."

When he said the last sentence, Tang Huai's tone was obviously heavy, and then his drooping eyes looked over, and there seemed to be some incomprehensible emotions hidden in Murong Qiao.

"Do you know what it means for a racer to not touch a car for more than half a year?"

This question made Murong Qiao dumbfounded.

Tang Huai's question made her not know how to answer, she stood in place and pursed her lips, even though she had a lot of words in her heart, after Tang Huai explained the situation, she couldn't say it for a while.

Driving a race car, like playing esports, requires strong reflexes and excellent nervous skills as the foundation, and it also requires practice day after day.

And the period of treatment may not be a long time for ordinary people, but for a racer, or a racer who wants to win the championship of the speed mountain race -

"It's still a year before the start of the race."

Murong suddenly felt that Tang Huai's voice had become heavy, "I don't like to gamble." ”

The worst-case scenario, which is that he is treated, really takes a year to get better.

By that time, the illness had healed, but it was too late to compete.

This heavy topic began with Tang Huai and ended with Tang Huai.

"Okay, I'll wait until you come to me next time."

Tang Huai suddenly had a smile on his face, and rubbed Murong Qiao's hair indiscriminately.

"Thank you for your concern, but let's do it for today."

(End of chapter)