moonlight lure

Song Shiwei was quiet for a moment and then spoke softly: "At that time, she offended some powerful people at work and could no longer continue to be a lawyer in Chengdu. She is also a single-parent family. She lived with her grandfather in Huping when she was a child, and my grandfather stayed here. It was an old house, so she brought me here.”

She raised her face and was now able to speak calmly, "Half a year after coming here, her physical examination revealed that she had some problems and it was in the advanced stage."

Ji Yanchen looked at her face and remained silent for a long time. Before the atmosphere fell into depression again, she smiled and pulled his hand to stand up: "Let's go for a walk in front again."

.........

After leaving school, the two went to the night market in the back street and had dinner.

At night, they rode their bicycles to the lakeside and unexpectedly ran into a group of loose motorcycles. Ji Yanchen parked the car at the other end of the road, and a dozen pairs of eyes looked over at him.

They were looked at incomprehensibly. After a while, a man came over and said hello loudly: "When did you come back, Brother Zhan? How many days will you stay this time?"

The two of them paused at the same time, realizing that the other person must have mistakenly recognized the person when he saw the car.

Just as Ji Yanchen was about to take off his helmet and speak, the other person turned to the person behind him and said with a smile, "Hey, my sister has grown up so much? She is still as quiet as when she was a child! Where are you going to school now? Have you graduated?"

The two of them looked at each other silently. Ji Yanchen took off his helmet and said quietly: "I am Xie Zhan's friend."

The other party was also stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said with a smile: "Oh, I thought it was Brother Zhan who came back! Sorry to bother you, keep going! Keep going!"

Ji Yanchen's eyes followed him back, and he noticed that his eyes were a little dark. Song Shiwei raised her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

He said with a serious face: "He actually brought Jiajia out for racing? Not to mention whether An is safe or not, what kind of mess are these people?"

Song Shiwei followed his line of sight and glanced into the distance. The group of people were dressed and acted very flamboyantly. They were well-dressed and spoke in pornographic accents. Compared to a motorcycle team, they were more like a group of spirited young men gathering for a meeting. They were the loudest and loudest by the lake. Even the aunts dancing in the small square next to them felt ashamed and resigned themselves to being inferior, silently turning up the volume of the speakers.

She pursed her lips and remained silent. The person next to her turned to her with a serious look: "Why don't you speak?"

Song Shiwei couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't want to comment on his housework, but he was so domineering that he didn't allow her to abstain and must make her express her stance on his side.

She cleared her throat helplessly and said seriously: "I think what you said is very right, it's so outrageous."

He pondered for a long time and came up with a countermeasure: "I'll go back and tell his mother later."

Song Shiwei almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but when she saw his serious face, she bit her lip to hold back her laughter and solemnly stated her attitude: "I support you and must be announced to all the elders to condemn his bad behavior."

Only then was he satisfied. Aojiao snorted coldly, put on his helmet and said, "Hold on tight, let's go."

The temperature at the lakeside at night was several degrees lower than in the city. Song Shiwei was wearing long sleeves and shorts. It was still a little cold when he first set off. Although his speed was not very fast, the act of racing naturally stimulated the blood and blood. nerve.

They walked against the wind along the road around the lake. Heat gradually rose in her body, and her emotions gradually became excited. The nerves in her whole body stretched in the moist and cool autumn wind. She felt unprecedented freedom and relaxation, and suddenly she wanted to scream. His name: "Ji Yanchen!"

He slightly raised his voice and responded, "Huh?"

She said in his ear: "When you return to Chengdu, you should also buy a motorcycle!"

"Why did you buy it?" "Of course it's to carry me!"

He laughed softly: "Why are you still addicted?"

She nodded and hugged him tightly: "Yes! I can give you a lift!"

He responded with a smile: "Okay, when you get back, you can take me to go racing."

"A word is settled!"

Gradually, the two of them were no longer alone on the road, and the motorcycles behind them were faster and passed them one after another.

The road around the lake was newly built this year and was spacious enough. However, for safety reasons, Ji Yanchen still drove by the roadside. The cars around him drove past one after another. When he reached the last one, he suddenly He crashed directly in the direction of the two of them.

Without enough time to judge whether the other person was intentional or out of control, Song Shiwei instinctively hugged the person in front of her tightly. He was also keenly aware of the danger, tightened his arm lines, and quickly returned to the center of the road to make room for the opponent.

The other party passed by the rear of their car and drove towards the green belt. The next moment, he skillfully turned back to the road and pursued them again.

Song Shiwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and she was thinking quickly about whether the other party had any grudge against the car owner, but she didn't have time to clarify the misunderstanding for them. The other party simply wanted to kill the two of them with more brutal driving skills, pressing forward step by step. Once again, he gathered strength and bumped into the two people's car. The heaviest one, the car body shook so much that Song Shiwei almost lost her grip and fell out of the car. Her calf was scratched by something unknown, causing pain in the cold wind.

She screamed unconsciously, and the soft frightened sound dissipated in the wind, making the other party even more excited, and he blew a loud whistle frivolously.

Ji Yanchen's cold eyes darkened, his lips tightened, and it became increasingly difficult to dodge under the opponent's crazy provocation. I don't know how long this chase will last, and they are at a disadvantage no matter the number of people in the car or the degree of desperate need.

Ahead is the market area, and it is very dangerous to continue to maintain the status quo. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the other party was temporarily accumulating energy and accelerating, he secretly shook her hand forcefully and told her not to worry and to hold him tight.

Song Shiwei's heart was so nervous that it reached her throat. The next moment, the person in front of her suddenly accelerated. Their car brushed against the outside of the market stall and rushed past without any danger. Then, it suddenly turned around and drove into the bushes at the end.

Song Shiwei was shaken so much that she almost vomited her stomach. She hugged him stiffly with her arms, and the car behind them was still chasing after them, following them down Huanhu Road.

By controlling the complex terrain, Ji Yanchen quickly reversed the situation. The other party's rampant driving style no longer worked. He was detoured several times and lost the initiative. However, he still spoke unforgivingly, stimulating the people in front of him loudly: "Big pilot! Why are you running?"

Song Shiwei's heart suddenly sank heavily, and she opened her eyes wide and looked at the profile of the person in front of her in the darkness.

The person behind him was chattering in an attempt to irritate him: "I'm so sorry, I forgot that you didn't pass the exam again! And you will never pass the exam in this life, hahaha!"

Ji Yanchen's jaw, shoulders and neck lines were tense, but his rhythm was not affected and he led the opponent to a depression. The people in the car behind him only spoke excitedly to provoke him, and one of the wheels of the vehicle got stuck unprepared. He was thrown to the ground by the huge inertia, with one leg pressed under the car, and he cursed in embarrassment: "Fuck!" "

The crisis is finally over.

Ji Yanchen stopped the car, briefly comforted the person in the back seat, then walked towards him with a stern face.

His expression was as sinister as ever before. He picked up the opponent's collar and roughly dragged the person up from the ground, but suddenly stopped while punching him.

Song Shiwei squatted on the ground holding the tree and retched twice. She noticed something strange and raised her face to look over.