Before Lu Yiman walked in the door, he heard hearty laughter inside.

As soon as he stepped in, the silver-haired, well-dressed old man in a suit looked at him.

"It's been a long time."

"Professor Yang, long time no see."

He smiled crookedly, his eyes bright as he stared straight at the other.

"Love to talk, yes." Professor Yang, who looked at him like an old Western gentleman, nodded with satisfaction.

Young people have to keep their heads up and always look negative and do something.

"Come, come and sit." Mr. Chen beckoned to him.

He did not refuse, and nodded politely.

Before learning design, in fact, "Lu Yiman" almost learned oil painting.

Because Professor Yang of the Art Department of Jingzhong University was a friend of Mr. Chen, out of the psychology of wanting to take care of him, Mr. Chen and Ms. Song once wanted him to study oil painting.

At that time, he had already met Professor Yang.

It's just that the eighteen-nineteen-year-old boy was hindered by his unspeakable self-esteem, so he turned a corner in the art department and chose the design next door.

In a sense, he and "Lu Yiman" can be regarded as fate.

……

The meeting with Professor Yang ended without accepting Mr. Chen's offer to send a driver to take him home.

He was very satisfied with the fact that Yu Weiming had completed his studies abroad very well.

With both hands on the wheel, he drove out of the city center.

Recently he's been choosing the address of his studio, and he personally doesn't tend to be in an overly busy shopping street.

This time the location is in the outer circle of the city center, the traffic is quite convenient, and the environment is also very good.

It was already approaching evening, and the late autumn day was getting dark quickly, the street lights were already on, and there were not as many holiday cars as usual, and they were empty after he drove out of the city center.

A few flashing car lights and flickering street lamps converge into a quiet and quiet painting in the evening.

A ray of afterglow cast from the clouds on the horizon in the distance becomes the junction between reality and fiction.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and looked away ahead.

Suddenly, a dazzling light from the side and back shot directly at his car, and it flashed a few times defiantly, and it was clearly aimed at him.

He flickered his eyebrows and saw a red roadster behind him in the rearview mirror.

That kidney-deficient dwarf.

There was also a woman sitting next to the other party, who was almost blown stupid by the wind in this late autumn night breeze, and kept touting with a trembling mouth, "The sophomore in high school is so powerful!" ”

He withdrew his gaze, the window lowered halfway, the wind blowing across his forehead, and the pigtails on his shoulders.

The disdainful glance that swept backwards was often looked at by Gao Qin, he gritted his teeth and rushed up impulsively with the steering wheel.

Lu Yiman's car skidded for a while, and he almost ran into a black commercial vehicle next to him.

He frowned, hooked his eyes and looked over, the waves that swayed at that moment were cold and bright, Gao Qin often licked his dry lips, and a sense of danger that was shocked directly stimulated his adrenal hormones.

Lu Yiman saw the other party speeding up and rushing towards him, almost in the same lane and getting into the front of his car.

At the same time, Gao Qin often turned his head sideways and looked at him defiantly, the arrogance and malice in it were undisguised.

He glanced at him, his fingers holding the steering wheel flickering, and the slender knuckles stood out white on the black steering wheel.

The frowning eyebrows loosened, he leaned lazily back in the chair, took out the cigarette case from the open coat with one hand, lowered his head, and held a slender cigarette at the corner of his mouth.

At the moment when the smoke rose, he supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, glanced at the tail of his eyes, hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and the throttle quickly rose to the top.

Gao Qinchang, who was choked on a cigarette, was fed another breath of car exhaust, but his eyes were red because of Lu Yiman's dangerous and sexy appearance just now.

"Competition, interesting!"

Ignoring the female companion next to him, whose face was already pale from the cold wind, he held on to the steering wheel and chased after him with a hideous expression.

The business car that was almost touched by Lu Yiman before lowered the window, and the driver looked at Yu Yi in the back seat with an unknown expression, and asked respectfully: "Da Shao?" ”

Yu Yi's legs were folded, and the black suit that was cold and solemn sank in the dim shadows.

"Follow."

With a cold voice, the driver didn't ask much, and chased the two cars to follow.

……

The wind blew the sparks on the cigarette butts, and when Lu Yiman saw the car catching up behind him, he dusted off the cigarette ash, and the front of the car immediately turned forward.

At first, Gao Qin often chased the rise, he was a sports car, and his performance was better than Lu Yiman's.

He chased after him, creating a sense of urgency like a cat chasing a mouse.

But he soon found that Lu Yiman's car was turning more and more deviant, until it reached the uninhabited winding mountain road.

And the car that he was chasing the tail of the car suddenly began to accelerate like crazy.

"Lu Yiman, are you crazy!"

Gao Qinchang looked at the car that was still about to accelerate in shock, and after a few big turns, the wheels almost rubbed sparks on the ground.

"Mr. Gao, do you want to take a gamble?"

A clear voice with a happy smile.

Gao Qin often chased after him closely, although he was already a little scared in his heart, but he still accelerated his speed to chase after him for the sake of face.

"Bet on what!"

"Bet on anything." Lu Yiman leaned back in his chair, his deep and bright eyes narrowed.

Gao Qinchang was also a little excited, held the steering wheel hard, and said hatefully: "Okay, bet on it!" ”

Lu Yiman finished taking a puff of cigarette and watched the curling white smoke melt into the night, the winding mountain road in front of him was as black as a black hole, the moonlight above his head was pale and distant, and only the headlights that turned on forward were the only broken light.

His eyes were a little profound, and finally he put the cigarette in his hand, put it on the car window, and let the wind blow the cigarette butt out of the spark.

In the whistling wind, the braids were blown away at some point, and the slight hair moved with the wind.

In the light and shadow, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

At the same time, it's the throttle that is pressed to the end.

"High school sophomore, won't this be too dangerous." The female companion who was traveling with her was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her red lips lost their color.

Gao Qinchang's face was hurt by the wind, and he was also afraid, after all, playing racing bubbles was essentially a means for the children of the gentlemen to show off and pursue excitement.

But that doesn't mean they don't spare their lives.

On the contrary, pampered people like them are especially afraid of death.

He stared at the front, not knowing why Lu Yiman compared it to his sports car, the further he went, the darker the road became, and the quieter the surroundings became.

The tension in my heart and the breath I held didn't dare to relax at all.

Her companion clutched her seat belt tightly and screamed in horror as she watched the big bend ahead.

"It's going to crash! Brake! Brakes! ”

Gao Qinchang stared at Lu Yiman's steering wheel that suddenly turned around in the bend, almost crushing his teeth.

The other party is actually speeding at this time!

Don't die!

He gritted his teeth, the back of his hand holding the steering wheel burst out, and he immediately stepped on the brakes in the lightning, but the sudden speed reduction lost direction in the inertia, and the front of the car turned and crashed into the car that was full of landing.

And the female companion next to him was still screaming.

"Shut up!"

The sweat on Gao Qinchang's forehead came down, and his eyes were even more red and bloodshot.

He stubbornly stepped on the brakes and didn't dare to let go, watching Lu Yiman's car pass in front of him with an extreme acceleration at that moment, and the front of his car also hit the railing on the outer edge.

There was a loud "bang", and everything died down.

Gao Qinchang almost collapsed in the driver's seat.

Luckily, he hit the brakes in the end.

A feeling of the aftermath of his life made his hands and feet numb, and he couldn't lift his strength softly.

"Mr. Gao, are you okay?"

The strong smell of tobacco made Gao Qin, who was in a trance, often come back to his senses.

He stiffened his neck and slowly raised his head, and found Lu Yi with a cigarette in his mouth crooked with his eyebrows crooked, and a vigorous anger suddenly washed away his reason.

"Don't you want to die! You know you can't outrun my sports car! Why speed up! ”

He pushed open the door and rushed up like an angry beast.

Lu Yiman turned sideways to avoid him, the cigarette was half burned, and the smell of tobacco had a harsh wind.

He stood there and asked slowly, "Isn't Mr. Gao trying to compare with me?" ”

"Then why do you keep accelerating! Do you know if I didn't hit the brakes just now! We're going to die! Will die! ”

Gao Qinchang's eyes were red, his hair was scattered, and his whole person was extremely embarrassed.

When he said the last sentence, he broke his voice several times, and even cried.

Lu Yiman looked at him condescendingly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Gao, you won't ...... I'm going to cry. ”

"Did you hear what the I'm saying!"

Gao Qin jumped to his feet angrily, he was angry and afraid, and he was about to go crazy.

Lu Yiman doesn't know how to race at all, and his car is not suitable for racing, but he doesn't want to die!

Gao Qin is often really afraid, who the knew that the other party, a sven and beautiful man, would be so crazy!

"Oh."

Lu Yiman finished taking the last puff of cigarette, and with a flick of his fingertips, the cigarette butt that had been extinguished bounced onto Gao Qinchang's body.

Then Gao Qinchang subconsciously caught it.

He caught it.

Fuck, fuck!

“……”

The autumn wind blew his whole body like a hole full of holes, and swished and pierced him.

Then Lu Yiman, who was on the other side, laughed, and there was no fear of escaping death just now.

There is not even a bit of guilt about littering cigarette butts!

Gao Qin trembled with anger.

It's also possible that it's cold.

"Mr. Gao, if you want to blame it, you are unlucky."

He leaned down suddenly, and gently left a smile in the other's ear.

Then he turned away in a dashing manner, his eyes casually glancing at the all-black van in the dim shadows.

……

Came to his car, but because of his fatal accident, his car was scrapped.

After thinking about it, he simply gave up.

In the cold moonlight, he walked straight to the business car that was quietly parked behind him on his long legs, and knocked on the window with his fingers.

Yu Yi looked up at him, his mind still echoed with his smiling face that was full of danger but wanton publicity, and he couldn't help but raise his legs and change his sitting position.

"Mr. Yu, my car is broken, is it convenient to give me a ride?"

Yu Yi didn't speak, but the eyes that looked at him flickered a little.

How did he know I was here, how did he know it was me.

Lu Yiman bent down, pointed to his car window and said, "Mr. Yu, you have always left the window open." ”

So he saw it when the car came up.

Yu Yi: "......"

Seeing the car window in front of him slowly rising, gradually blocking Yu Yan's knife-like cold side face and reddish ears blown by the wind, he raised his eyebrows and waited patiently.

Then, the closed door opened to him.