Rain fell from the sky all over the world and smashed on the faces of two men. Chu Zihang didn't feel cold, but recalled every word his father said in his heart.

He knew he couldn't forget his father.

Since he was a child, he has never heard of his grandparents, and his mother has no conscience, and his mother has always thought that she and "Dad" are young people who have successfully married each other, and they have long forgotten their father for 800 years.

Daddy's fox friends don't mention it, it's just a driver, and after a while, they will forget about their father, and they have a little more conscience than their mother.

He is the only proof that his father has ever existed in this world and is still a macho man, and maybe Ai Kun.

He must not forget that man.

More than half an hour later, Chu Zihang's face was bloodless, and his lips were blue from the cold.

Remembrance is remembrance, Chu Zihang also wants to pretend to be a tough guy, but this body is not angry. A half-breed who has just awakened his bloodline, his physique is not much different from that of ordinary people.

The cold wind and cold rain took away too much heat from his body.

The two got back into the car again, Chu Zihang wanted to try to start the car again, but to no avail, the engine seemed to have a problem, it seemed that there was water ingress, and it turned off the engine with a snort.

Chu Zihang turned on the air-conditioning system of the car again, turned on the DVD, turned the sound to the lowest, and played the music about father's love that his father played just now over and over again.

The warm wind erupted from the tuyere and hit Chu Zihang's face, and the cold-faced cool brother kept pressing his hands on the steering wheel, and the slight touch from his fingers brought him to the side of his father in his memory.

Ai Kun curled up in the back seat, turned on the TV in the back row again, and found a random sports channel, and there was a row of black brothers standing on the runway in the picture.

Through the narrator's explanation, Ai Kun knew that this was the Reebok Track and Field Grand Prix being held in New York, USA, on the other side of the ocean.

The starting pistol sounded, and the instinct imprinted into the genes of the black brothers awakened, and they rushed out like arrows from the string.

Among the eight or nine people, there is a black brother who is particularly prominent, he is taller than other athletes, more than 1.9 meters, it is said that this height is not suitable for sprinting, and the acceleration in the early stage will be very slow.

After 60 meters, the black man, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, left all his opponents behind, and crossed the finish line with a rhythmic stride with every step.

The narrator roared passionately and enthusiastically introduced his identity to the audience: Usain Bolt, a Jamaican athlete who made the transition from the 200m to the 100m last year.

He broke the 100m record of 9.74 seconds set by teammate Asafa Powell last September, setting a new world record of 9.72 seconds.

Chu Zihang sat in front of him, and faintly heard the sound of the TV in the back row.

He also thought of Asafa Powell when Deadpool was in pursuit, and used his world record to benchmark the speed of Deadpool.

Two hours later, Asafa Powell's world record has been broken, just like his dad who didn't step off the viaduct, and probably no one will remember it again.

In the hazy undercurrent of the night haze, Chu Zihang fell into a deep sleep and went to the unknown symbolic world.

At the end of May and the beginning of June 2008, Typhoon No. 0805 "Nakili" swept through the city. On June 1, the new 100-meter world record was born, and Chu Zihang's father was lost in the rainy night.

(The timing will be explained later)

Early the next morning, the wind slowed down.

The trailer drives up the highway and tows the vehicle parked at the highway out. Still holding the steering wheel with both hands, Chu Zihang, who was curled up in the seat, was awakened by a knock on the door outside the window and shivered.

The heater stopped, the music stopped, and the TV in the back was silent.

The battery in the vehicle needs to be charged when the engine is turning, and the air conditioner is turned off, and the battery is destined to not last long, and the naked Maybach with more than 9 million yuan is no exception.

Everyone who was rescued was ecstatic, although the car broke down, but the insurance company paid for it, at least the person was fine.

Relatives hug, couples kiss, aunts and uncles tears ripple.

Ai Kun carried a schoolbag and a tennis racket bag, and stood side by side with Chu Zihang at the exit. There were no umbrellas, and their clothes were soaked.

When all the cars were towed down and the trailers were assembled to evacuate, Chu Zihang walked up to the police officer in charge and asked, "Is there no more?" ”

"Nope."

"We have searched many times, and we are sorry that we have not found any trace of your father," the police said.

You can go back first, and we will continue the search and rescue in the next few days, and we will definitely give you an explanation. ”

The police knew what Chu Zihang was asking, and he saw with his own eyes that the two were rescued from the tattered Maybach.

The car that is more than six meters above must not be driven by Chu Zihang, who has just got a driver's license. Young and vigorous young boys, generally prefer flamboyant sports cars, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche......

But if you don't find it, you don't find it.

In order to search and rescue Chu Tianjiao, the rescue team has been delayed for a long time, and Maybach crashed into that way, and people disappeared again, and eighty percent of them died.

The weather station had just announced that the wind speed would rise again in two hours, and the police could not risk the lives of an entire search and rescue team for the sake of a dead man.

"Thank you."

Ai Kun thanked the police and put his arm around Chu Zihang's shoulder, "Let's go, your driver is still waiting for you outside the exit." ”

Chu Zi walked forward with a numb expression, and something faint seemed to have completely extinguished in his eyes.

The boy lowered his head, as if he was crying, and his thin back erupted with a stormy sadness.

Lao Shun, the driver of Chu Zihang's family, sent Ai Kun home first.

After arriving home, Ai Kun first asked the head teacher for a leave, and he needed time to recuperate.

The head teacher said that it doesn't matter if you are invited or not, because the typhoon affected all schools in the city have a three-day holiday, and the day the holiday ends is June 3.

The college entrance examination day is June 7th and 8th, Shilan Middle School is not the test center, and the school will give high school junior candidates two to three days off before the college entrance examination.

In the past two or three days, senior high school candidates can relax at home or go to school for self-study, not forced, really not forced. Even if Ai Kun is not invited, the school and the head teacher will not pay attention to him.

After eating something hastily, Ai Kun took a hot shower to wash away his exhaustion, changed into a new pair of underwear and slept under the covers again, he liked the touch of his skin rubbing against his silk back when he slept.

The space of the bedroom suddenly rippled, circles and circles, trying to drag Ai Kun into a dream world where no trace was asked.

A woman in a white background and a flowery kimono quietly appeared in front of the bed, her skin was whiter than snow, her red lips were like blood, staring at the sleeping Ai Kun, her eyebrows and eyes were full of countless doting.

The woman waved her hand, the ripples in the bedroom disappeared, and the air conditioner was turned on and turned to Ai Kun's favorite silent mode of 22 degrees Celsius, and he liked to open the air conditioner to cover the quilt in summer.

Even Ai Kun's mobile phone, which was out of power when he took off his clothes and pants pocket, appeared on the desktop with the woman's wave and plugged in the charging head.

More intimate than the river mussel fairy in the fairy tale.

After doing all this, the woman sat sideways on the edge of the bed, bent down and kissed Ai Kun lightly on the forehead, and disappeared again.