The road was a little crowded, Xie Yixiu pretended not to be distracted, and had half a minute to think about excuses.

"I don't take orders at night, you're the last one." He said.

Fortunately, Cen Yao seemed to be just curious, and after getting the explanation, he didn't ask any further.

Xie Yixiu glanced at her sideways: "What do you want to eat?" ”

After he reminded him, Cen Yao's attention immediately returned to the choice of restaurant: "...... No, I really want to eat all of them. ”

She struggled for a few seconds, and finally decided the winner in a one-by-two way, then opened the navigation, turned up the volume, and put her phone on the stand.

The sky was getting darker, the clouds and the night sky were a very low saturated dark blue, and the street lights on both sides of the road were lit up on time, quietly illuminating the whole city.

Xie Yixiu drove the car to the restaurant at the destination, the business of the store was hot, and the round stools waiting in the open air in front of the door were almost full. ”

She puffed out her cheeks and turned her head to ask Xie Yixiu's opinion: "It seems that we have to wait for a while, or shall we change the company?" Are you in a hurry? ”

Xie Yixiu said that there was no need to change, he was not in a hurry.

The two of them went to the door of the restaurant to get the number, took a menu, and then sat at the very end and waited for a table.

Cen Yao said happily: "This restaurant is newly opened, I searched everyone's reviews, and I feel that it will be delicious, you see, the whole street is lined up with such a long line." ”

In the evening, the wind blew her shoulder-length hair onto her face, a little itchy, Cen Yao casually dialed it behind her ear, scanned the QR code of the pre-order with her mobile phone, and was studying, she felt that the boy next to her stood up, carried the stool with one hand, and changed to the position on the other side of her.

Cen Yao suddenly felt that the wind on the street had become smaller.

Only then did she realize that she was sitting in the wind, and now he helped her block it.

It was like a drop of warm water suddenly falling on my heart, causing shallow ripples.

Coming back to his senses, Cen Yao pursed his lips, slid the menu page by page and asked, "Do you have any taboos?" ”

"No, you just have to look at it." Xie Yi cultivated.

Cen Yao said yes, and said: "Then I want to eat this tin foil sea bass, which is their signature dish." ”

After choosing, she took the phone to the middle of the two people to show each other, he was tall, and when he was about to be her, he needed to bend his shoulders slightly.

Cen Yao noticed that the shadow of the boy's body was covered, and the arm she was holding the phone suddenly became a little unsteady, and her breathing became slightly hot, undulating into the endless night.

She stole a glance at the side of his face.

Even if he was just reading an electronic menu, his eyes were extremely focused, and he could see that he must be a serious person in what he did.

Cen Yao froze and asked, "Is it okay to order these?" ”

Xie Yixiu said that enough was enough, Cen Yao took the phone back, and just called their number, she got up from the chair and motioned for him to follow her.

The dishes were served quite quickly, and before Cen Yao moved his chopsticks, he raised his mobile phone and took a photo.

After the shooting, she told him: "I took pictures to post on Weibo, so that when I turn it in the future, I will feel very happy when I think of the delicious food I ate on this day." ”

Xie Yixiu looked at her: "Then what if it's not delicious." ”

"If it's not delicious, remind yourself to avoid lightning." Cen Yao said with a smile.

After speaking, he asked him: "Do you want to interact with me on Weibo?" ”

Xie Yixiu was stunned, and after a moment he said, "I don't use this much." ”

It's not a lie, his account is generally only used for propaganda, sometimes he is busy with training, Weibo and even the staff help to run it.

Perhaps the only thing I spent more time doing on it was to read Cen Yao's private messages.

"Okay, I originally wanted to share with you all the places I thought were delicious," Cen Yao clicked on his Weibo and flipped down, "These are all quite delicious...... Oh, these are my students' drawings in the middle, I think it's cute and sent them out, and below is Xie Yixiu's material, which is the racer I told you about last time, and I'm his fan. ”

She talked endlessly, and when she looked up, she found that the boy opposite her did not look at her phone screen.

Rather, he was looking at her.

Cen Yao noticed it when he was browsing the menu, and his eyes were very focused.

At that time, just looking at it from the side, she felt excited.

What's more, now, she is being stared straight at by him.

The color of the light casts a faint light on those eyes, adding a bit of tenderness.

A wisp of heat climbed up the collar, Cen Yao hurriedly lowered his gaze, took back his mobile phone, and pretended to rummage seriously: "...... I'll see if I've eaten anything else. ”

But in fact, what she clicked on was Xie Yixiu's private message.

Then he quickly typed the other party: "Now I'm having dinner with my new little brother, he's looking at me, I'm so nervous!" What to do, I don't know what to talk about. ”

Xie Yixiu didn't mean to go to see Cen Yao's screen, but she was lying on the table with her mobile phone and pressing it around, with his height advantage, it was difficult for him not to see the content.

It's his private message page.

Xie Yixiu's heart moved, and he also took out his mobile phone and logged in to his account.

Because he was sending him a message, Cen Yao's dialog box floated to the top of the message bar, and he could easily see it.

She said she was nervous and said she couldn't find a topic.

Xie Yixiu has never been the one who needs to accommodate people in interpersonal relationships in the past, he has no shortage of pandering, no lack of praise, there are always media, partners or other people who say a lot of beautiful things to him, talking about what he doesn't want to hear, and he is tired of listening.

It was the first time he had seen someone so sincere, so hard-working, and so clumsy that they wanted to have a good chat with him, and they would be distressed that they didn't know what to say.

Xie Yixiu put down his phone and took the initiative to speak, breaking the short silence: "What do you usually like to do." ”

Cen Yao raised his face and said without thinking about it: "Eat, especially sweet." ”

He began to add: "And taking pictures, I just told you." And then there is painting, reading books and watching movies, by the way, I also often watch F1 races, because I like Xie Yixiu, so I learned a lot about racing. ”

Xie Yixiu's eyes shook when he heard her say this.

Suddenly, he asked, "What do you like about him?" ”

He pronounced his name word by word: "Xie Yixiu." ”

Cen Yao thought for a while and said: "A lot, for example, he is so good, he is an F1 driver at the age of nineteen, he won the season championship at the age of twenty-one, and he is the first Chinese championship, his fastest lap is 1 minute and 19 seconds, and now he is the only one in China who can run so fast." ”

"Is it hard to win that championship?" Xie Yixiu asked.

Cen Yao nodded heavily: "It's difficult, not only is the race difficult, when he first became an F1 driver, there were many people who questioned his strength, he should be under a lot of pressure and super hard." You know, he didn't have much personal time except for school and competitions and training since he was a child, and he had injuries to his cervical spine, knees and ankles,"

Xie Yixiu listened, as if listening to the things of his previous life.

"I was very excited when he won the championship, and I cried when I watched the live broadcast and listened to the national anthem for him," Cen Yao sighed as he spoke, "But he went abroad to rest since the beginning of the previous year, and I don't know when I will be able to see his game, so I hope there will be him next season, and he should be preparing to return to the game." ”

Xie Yixiu didn't answer, and after a long time, he said: "Maybe he doesn't want to play anymore." ”

"Impossible." Cen Yao retorted without thinking.

She looked at Xie Yixiu and said firmly: "He will not give up his dream." ”

Xie Yixiu lowered his eyes, rubbed his fingertips on the wooden chopsticks, and said meaninglessly: "How do you know that he is still like that, if he changes." ”

Cen Yao was stunned.

After a while, she said, "I don't know, but I believe him." ”

Xie Yixiu glanced at her.

Cen Yao said to himself: "I have known him since I was in high school, and I have watched him until today, and he has never changed. I still remember the first time he competed, the interview he gave at the finish station, that video inspired me for a long time, and the person who can say those words will not change. ”

Xie Yixiu remembered the interview Cen Yao said.

She looked like she wanted to tell him the specifics, but he didn't mean to listen.

There's nothing to hear, because the transcript of that interview was almost always prepared in advance by the studio.

The words written by others are exquisite, but they have nothing to do with him.

It wasn't he who inspired her.

"Let's eat." Xie Yixiu said.

Cen Yao took back the words that came to his lips.

She felt that maybe she was talking too much and making the person on the other side impatient.

The restaurant is indeed worth queuing, this attempt did not step on the thunder, when leaving the hotel, Cen Yao walked, while holding up his mobile phone and recording a short video towards himself: "...... I was so happy today, someone picked me up from work and accompanied me to check in the restaurant I wanted to eat. ”

Xie Yixiu looked at her screen, the little girl was not tall, and she couldn't shoot his face when she raised her mobile phone, he only had a black sleeve in the mirror.

After the recording, Cen Yao put away his mobile phone and happily pointed in a certain direction: "Your car is parked there, let's go over." ”

On the way home, Cen Yao leaned comfortably in the corner between the car door and the seat, and sent the recorded video to Xie Yixiu's private message.

Haruka Yama: "[Video]"

Shan Jinyao: "When you go back to Shanghai, you can also try the tin foil perch in this store!" ”

Shan Jinyao: "November 24th, remember to come out on time tomorrow, don't let Samer wait any longer." ”

After sending Cen Yao back, Xie Yixiu sat in the car for a while.

The car was cheap and not very soundproof, and he could hear the rustle of leaves and insects and the sound of other cars passing by the wind outside.

He turned on the reading light on the roof of the car, unlocked his phone, and clicked on his Weibo.

It's all from two years ago, Xie Yixiu flipped through it a few times, and he could see the beautiful packaged self in the past.

The pictures are all retouched, he is dressed in expensive and decent clothes, he looks so flawless, so in line with everyone's expectations of a star racer.

Cen Yao has been yearning for so many years, that's what he is, right.

But he actually doesn't like to be interviewed, he doesn't like to accept endorsements and shoot commercials, in contrast, he prefers to use this time to prepare for the game and rest.

But no.

The team was originally bought by his father, and even though he could rely on the family's investment to maintain the team's expenses and keep signing new players, a team must create enough commercial value if it wants to develop in the long run, and the more exposure there is, the larger the sponsor team, the more revenue there is, so that the team can have better training conditions.

Moreover, what he has always wanted most is to be able to have a place in this industry by himself, not at home.

So he, who never bowed his head before adulthood, also learned to compromise.

Xie Yixiu suddenly felt that his decision to get closer to Cen Yao might be wrong.

What fills his whole life is not only the glory and fame she can see, and the fairy tales that hard work will pay off, but also the struggle, retreat, and helplessness that she can't see under that shiny shell.

He's not omnipotent, he's not invincible, and after a season two years ago that made him unforgettable, he really wanted to give up.

What would Cen Yao think if she knew this.

A message pops up above your phone.

Cen Yao: "[Transfer]"

Cen Yao: "Remember to collect this month's car money." ”

Xie Yixiu did not accept it.

He began to think about what reason to use to tell Cen Yao that he couldn't send her home in the future.

Cen Yao didn't do anything wrong, but he couldn't do it every day when he faced her, he had to repeatedly realize that what she liked was not the real him.

Xie Yixiu began to type slowly in the input box: "I'm sorry, I promised to pick you up yesterday, but I didn't think it through." ”

The fingertips are hovering above the send button, and the next second you have to press it.

After transferring the car money to Sammo, Cen Yao suddenly felt that he should still forward Xie Yixiu's interview to him.

From the first time they met in the movie theater, she noticed the gloom between Sammer's eyebrows, and the appearance of looking preoccupied, and she could feel that he seemed to be at a low point in his life.

I don't know if her idol can also inspire him.

Cen Yao easily found Xie Yixiu's interview in her favorites, she dragged the progress bar to the last minute, took a few screenshots, and sent them to Sammer.

In fact, in this interview, 90% of Xie Yixiu's answers were checked by the studio, because it was his F1 debut, and he was still facing foreign media, and the impact of a little attention was all at the international level, so he had to ensure that nothing went wrong. Throughout the interview, only one question was added at the end, which he answered himself.

She was struck by that last question.

Cen Yao: "This is the interview I told you, you just watch the last minute." ”

Cen Yao: "In the final race of that season, Xie Yixiu was almost knocked off the track by the runner next to him, if that was the case, he would probably die, so the reporter asked him if he regretted choosing F1 at the moment when he was closest to death. ”

Cen Yao: "He said no, it's not that he doesn't regret it, it's that he hasn't thought about it at all." Because he put all his efforts into the car and paid so much sunk cost just so that he didn't have any chance to stop, no matter what happened, it was impossible to give up. ”

The movement of Xie Yixiu's hand stopped abruptly.

What Cen Yao said was the only question he answered in that interview.