The man pointed at him and then at himself, a little incredulous.

"This is your first time competing, are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Of course, he knew that Jin Zhuoqi was referring to the private contest between the two.

Without waiting for Jin Zhuoqi to reply, the man looked directly at the girl next to him with great interest: "I won, what do you give me?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi chuckled: "You can do anything, one condition, you can choose." ”

The man immediately raised his voice and readily agreed: "Okay! You say, I'm going to win. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to his car.

Nie Zhao didn't believe that Jin Zhuoqi didn't notice the man's straight eyes, obviously treating her as a reward for winning the bet.

The fingers hanging down her side were clenched tightly, the blood in her fingertips was cold and white, she tilted her head to look at Jin Zhuoqi, but she was thinking in her heart, will he lose?

She would rather die here than die in someone else's bed.

Jin Zhuoqi walked to the car next to him, and threw her another sentence, "Get in the car and take the co-pilot." ”

Nie Zhaoton took the next step, then walked over and got into the car, fastened her seat belt, the lights on the roof of the car were suddenly extinguished, and the dark place made her a little unable to see clearly, even if it was still exceptionally bright outside, her subconscious fear of the darkness made her heart beat inexplicably fast, very quickly, as if the blood in her body had accelerated for a few seconds, and it was crashing all over her body.

She doesn't quite understand why the racing race is at night, is it for the thrill?

Maybe it's just because of the excitement.

Fingers gripped the base underneath, and all the cars stopped behind the starting point, the glass window in her ear opened.

Nie Zhao subconsciously turned his head and saw the man next to him who was also lying on the window with one hand open and was lying on the window with one hand, and he whistled at Nie Zhao and smiled very heartily.

"Zhuo, don't play tricks if you lose."

The windows were slowly closed, and he plugged in the car keys, his eyes staring straight at the track, and his voice was inaudible: "No." ”

With a gunshot rang out, the game officially began.

Jin Zhuoqi's car was the first to crash out from the starting point, and the man next to him turned the steering wheel and directly hit his car with the body as if on purpose.

The distance between the cars from the start did not completely widen apart, because the impact instantly became entangled.

Because of the violent collision, one of the outermost cars was directly rushed to another track, and in the race against time, he subconsciously drove forward at a rapid speed, walked to another big ring road, turned a small detour, and fell to the last place.

After a minute, all the cars are getting better, speeding up the track, the speed is full, the distance is difficult to pull away, and a little behind is a distance that will not be able to catch up.

The man's car kept hitting his car as it was driving, trying to knock him into another "corner", and he saw the right moment to hit his car violently when there were two cars blocking in front of them, as if they were all dead.

The shell of the car was directly knocked down.

The shaking was so great that Nie Zhao couldn't even sit tightly on the co-pilot, she was forced to hold the back table tightly to keep her body balanced, so as not to bounce off because the car changed direction.

Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't breathe properly, and her back was sweating against the table behind her.

"Sit down."

A cold voice next to her reminded her.

Nie Zhao adjusted his sitting position in an instant, and then the right wheel of the car was raised, and the entire car seemed to be cocked, turning a slightly 30-degree arc, and then like a rocket, it jumped out of the middle of the two cars in front of him in an instant.

From a distance, you can only see the arc of a car flashing through it, and suddenly passing through it.

The car behind did not show any weakness, and several people seemed to have discussed it, and went straight to the rear of Jin Zhuoqi's car.

Isn't it illegal to deliberately hit an opponent during a match?

Nie Zhao turned his head and looked at Jin Zhuoqi with wide eyes, he seemed to have guessed that this would be the case, and he deliberately provoked before the game, why?

Nie Zhao didn't want that The answer was because he wanted to lose her.

The speed of the car was too fast, she had never experienced such a thrilling scene, her eyes looked at the blurred picture of the scenery formed by the excessive speed next to her, her pupils shrank, and she felt that the back of the car was violently hit.

The body moved forward due to inertia, and was instantly pulled back to the back of the passenger seat by the seat belt.

Jin Zhuoqi stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and instantly sped up some speed, and it took an opportunity to pull away.

He looked at the curve in the distance, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and he drifted smoothly as he crossed the curve, and then the car continued forward like light and shadow, and after a big bend, he pulled a little distance from the cars behind him.

Nie Zhao sat in the car, and he didn't dare to look at what was going on behind him, but he felt that the wine in her stomach seemed to be rolling, so she could only close her throat and forcibly suppress it.

Her body's reaction made her forehead sweat, some of her hair was wet, her face was pale, and she even felt that her eyeballs were hot as if they were bloodshot.

Jin Zhuoqi's corners are particularly beautiful, and he can quickly distance himself from the opponent in almost every corner, and the car is more about his reaction ability, and there can be no slackening and stagnation throughout the race.

The race ended in an hour, and Jin Zhuoqi was the first to rush to the finish line.

Nie Zhao sat on the co-pilot in a daze, his fingers pressed against his abdomen, and he looked ahead with palpitations, and it took more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses.

She suddenly understood that Jin Zhuoqi might not just be provoking him.

He was a full twenty seconds behind the second-place finisher, which was a crushing victory, and he had that confidence.

The door on the side of the car was opened, Jin Zhuoqi closed the car with a wave of his fingers, turned sideways to look at the man who bet with him, and said in a brisk tone: "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

The man lowered his head, gritted his teeth and had to be convinced: "Willing to gamble and lose, what do you want?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't expect that when you owe me a condition." ”

Nie Zhao in the car couldn't help but push open the door and get out of the car, and ran quickly to the bathroom outside the race.

She held the sink of sanitary napkins in her hands, her stomach vomited a lot of freshly poured wine, she didn't eat anything, she didn't have anything but some water.

In an instant, the stomach seemed to be emptied, and the whole body seemed to be unloaded.

She looked up at her face in the mirror in front of her, like a ghost.

She thought she had gone too far in high school, but Jin Zhuoqi was really playing with her life.

Out of the racing track, Nie Zhao's fingers were so soft that he couldn't lift them, but Jin Zhuoqi was in a good mood and stood next to the motorcycle, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, his wrist lazily resting on the saddle behind him, and his whole body was unusually relaxed, as if his usual alienated and cold breath was instantly withdrawn.

The night is as cool as water, and the surroundings are silent.

Jin Zhuoqi bit his cigarette, saw Nie Zhao's eyes staring at him, as if he was a little distracted, lowered his eyes and looked at her for a few seconds, beckoned to her, Nie Zhao came back to his senses and walked over to stand in front of him, facing him.

The boy's fingers twisted around her lips with such force that he was about to tear out a hole in the already dry lips, which was a little itchy and painful.

The smoke spilled out of the corners of her lips and hit her face, the smell of smoke was strong, and her already uncomfortable throat was choked again.

A cold voice shook in his ears: "Are you afraid? ”

Nie Zhao stared directly at him, and his heart sank suddenly.

She suddenly realized that this game was just the price of a kiss.

She is not qualified to be supported by Jin Zhuoqi.

Maybe it's because she intuitively understands what she is facing, and even the person who was so bullied by the Internet that she didn't dare to go out just shrunk up and held on to it felt a little red in her eyes at this time.

Jin Zhuoqi just moved his fingers to her eyelids slowly, and Nie Zhao subconsciously closed his eyes, feeling the coolness on his eyelids, like ice, like that kiss, slowing down the burning speed of her body.

***

Nie recalled that she had a high fever, and the whole person was the same as that day when she went to Meng Xun with gifts and got only a curse to die, she sank in her dream, repeatedly wanted to wake up and couldn't wake up, and in her dream she also dreamed that she was sitting on a racing car, every "corner" was like the call of death, she just wanted to die, but for the first time intuitively experienced the fear of her heart hanging on the tip of the knife before she died.

After waking up, I threw up in the bathroom, fell asleep again, cleared my stomach, and felt sick to death.

She gasped and lay on the toilet with her legs pressed against the cold floor, her head resting slightly on her arms.

I don't know how long I sat down, but my phone rang suddenly, and it was very clear in the quiet night.

She struggled with all her strength to get up and walked into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed and picked up her mobile phone, it was an unfamiliar number, I don't know if I found her number again to scold her, but Nie Zhao wanted to hear the voice at this time.

"Hey."

"Nie Zhao? What did you do with Brother Zhuo? ”

Nie Zhao lay flat and put it on, his eyes staring at the ceiling lamp, and his voice was weak: "Racing cars." ”

"Ah...... It shouldn't be. ”

"What shouldn't."

Fu Kun scratched his head: "He looks quite open-minded, I used to be the person who knew Brother Zhuo best, but I didn't understand, what's so interesting about racing a car." ”

Jin Zhuoqi's happiness does not mean laughing, he usually has no expression, let alone the obvious emotion of laughing, he just feels that his whole body is relaxed, unlike before, at any time his whole body is tense like a piece of iron, as if he wants to press himself hard, and the whole emotion is silent to the point that it is different from ordinary people.

Nie Zhao was silent.

Where is his passion for racing?

It was just a happy expression on her face after being tortured.

Nie Zhao clenched his phone, lowered his eyebrows and thought again.

Perhaps, seeing her uncomfortable, he felt a little less weight on his heart, a little less self-hatred for not being saved and a little less self-hatred, and a little more joy that the bad guys would get their retribution.

Nie Zhao's eyes were empty.

If she could relieve him of some pain, she wouldn't mind the pain being transferred to her.

Chapter 17

Following.

Lu Xiang wanted to leave City A to live independently, and told Nie Zhao University that she could take out student loans, but she needed to earn enough for her usual living expenses.

Nie Zhao sat next to him and asked incomprehensibly, "Didn't your parents give it to you?" ”

While looking for a job on the computer in an Internet café, Lu Xiang said: "My mother died of illness when I was very young, and I live with my father, and it is difficult for him to support himself, let alone provide for my living expenses." ”

And it's not her own father, and even though her mother didn't tell her, she'd heard people say that she was pregnant before she married her current father.

"You don't have a good relationship with your dad?"

Lu Xiang pursed his lips, avoided Nie Zhao's gaze and said, "It's okay." ”

"Then why do you want to go to school so far away?"

Lu Xiang said: "Just ...... I want to see what the outside world is like, is it as beautiful as I imagined. ”

Nie Zhao just nodded, and accompanied her in the Internet café for a morning, and finally she found a job in a chain fast food restaurant, which often worked long hours, from 8 a.m. to 11 p.m., and because it was a well-known chain store, it usually had a huge flow of people, so the salary was high.

Fortunately, it is not too far, the journey is more than half an hour.