It’s Colder Today

Lit and Cap were in the parking lot, and Cap had a fight with his mechanic yesterday and was now acting like a tantrum and refusing to talk to them.

The two leaned against the car door and waited for Zhang Guangwei and Wei Cong to come over, chatting about technical issues while waiting.

Li Te is one of the rare female mechanical engineers. Among a group of sloppy men, such a woman with a good figure and good looks is particularly eye-catching.

Karp chatted with her casually: "I saw a magazine a while ago and praised you, saying that you are a rare and excellent female mechanic."

"Oh." Lite responded flatly, lowering her head and buttoning the stain on the hem of her jacket with her fingers.

Garp tilted his head and looked at her: "Why do you feel that you are not very happy?"

Lit stared ahead, surrounded by people wearing uniforms representing event staff, and she gave up fighting the stain.

Leaning on the car door with arms crossed: "To me, adding the word 'female' to a compliment is not a compliment. In their eyes, women seem to be born weak, as if it is so difficult for a woman to be a mechanic Thing. No, being a woman doesn't make it harder for me to be good and good, and I can do it even if I'm a man. Why do you add gender when you praise someone? It just removes the modifier of gender Ci, I can afford such a praise for a rare and excellent mechanical technician."

"But... it's quite difficult. Most people still choose men, and it's difficult to find employment."

Ritter gave him a blank stare: "This is not employment difficulties, this is gender bias. This difficulty is not caused by women themselves, it is caused by you men."

It was already time for the sun to set, and the setting sun first passed over Li Te before falling on him. The setting sun painted orange-red lines on her side face and hair.

Karp was startled when he heard her words, then smiled suddenly. His gaze fell into the afterglow of the setting sun and a hint of appreciation: "I want to have a beer with you tonight."

The person who was confidently speaking those three-view words just now rolled his eyes: "Belgian beer?"

Garp snorted: "That must be."

So the two chatted from beer to swingarm, and when they were about to talk about the engine, Wei Cong came.

The three got into the car, and Zhang Guangwei came after waiting another ten minutes.

He opened the car door on Lite's side, and was too lazy to walk around the car again, letting Lite move inside. After getting into the car, he handed the documents rolled into a paper tube to Wei Zongying who was driving: "Here, it's all inside."

Ritter wondered what it was.

Zhang Guangwei: "The list and information of the medical staff in this competition."

Taking advantage of Wei Congying's driving, Garp took the papers and flipped through them. Before reading a few lines, Wei Congying snatched them away. He even stuffed the documents into the storage next to his car door as if he was afraid of being snatched away by others. Gerry.

I arrived at the fast food restaurant I visited a few days ago without hindrance. The proprietress and two waiters were busy, and there were many people in the restaurant.

The proprietress entertained them again, and the four ordered the set meals they wanted.

Wei Zongying took down the document when he got out of the car, and opened the stack of documents while the food was being served.

The hands that can control the handlebars of the car at a speed of two to three hundred kilometers per hour are trembling while flipping through the documents.

Scanning the first summary list, he didn't see Shi Yun's name on the list, not even the medical staff whose nationality was Chinese.

Unwilling to give up, Wei Cong turned over the profiles of all the medical staff who were female. Every profile had ID photos, and the face on each ID photo was not Shi Yun.

For a moment he didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.

I'm glad I didn't meet that heartless person again, but I'm still disappointed that she really hasn't found me again for so many years.

From the moment he fell in love with Shi Yun, he was destined to become a loser.

When He Yun died, he would never be able to gain the initiative in this game.

Looking at the materials that I found nothing, without her, these papers have become waste paper. He casually threw it aside, the meal he ordered had already been served, and suddenly he lost his appetite.

The other people at the same table saw that he had carefully read the information for so long and then dropped it, wondering what he was looking for in the list of medical staff.

Because it was something he didn't want to tell them, Wei Cong should not answer.

He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, bit the filter to light the cigarette, the lighter was not very easy to use.

Hearing the sound of the lighter, Zhang Guangwei was speechless: "The meal is served, if you don't eat and smoke, you are really enough."

No matter how much Zhang Guangwei said, Wei Zongying wouldn't listen to him, even if the Heavenly King Laozi came, he wouldn't be able to control him.

It is said that he is foolish, but he does his best and has good ability in racing.

But he has devoted himself to the racing car physically and mentally, and he has never paid attention to his life and physical health. He smoked heavily and his quality of life was not good.

Because he didn't pay much attention to life, Zhang Guangwei had to worry more about him. It's a pity that Wei Zongying didn't pay attention to his sincerity, he still lived in the way that Lord Hades would be sad if he didn't go to **** before the age of thirty.

As if "Dead Young" was such a high honor achievement.

He was smoking a cigarette, smoking a little fast. The smell of smoke wafted to the building next to it, attracting complaints from other customers. Finally, the waiter in red overalls came over and pointed to the no-smoking sign on the wall to Wei Congying.

Wei Zongying cooperatively put out the cigarette on the lighter and apologized.

He reached out and took a piece of French fries from Zhang Guangwei's dinner plate, holding it in his mouth like a cigarette. Li Te looked amused, took Zhang Guangwei's ketchup, tore off a small mouthful, imitated Wei Zongying with a cigarette in his mouth, and used a small bag of ketchup as a lighter to spread ketchup on the other end of the French fries.

Li Te amused the others, and when she was about to make a funny face at Wei Congying, she turned her head and saw a woman with a graceful figure walking across the road.

The woman twisted her bumpy body and finally stopped outside the glass wall facing them. She was wearing a low-quality and vulgar micro-translucent skirt. She took out a pink card from her bodice and opened it with her mouth. Lina stuck the card to the glass wall with chewing gum that he had chewed for an unknown amount of time, pointed at Wei Congying with his exaggerated manicure finger, and then made a phone call gesture.

When walking back, he suddenly stopped in place, raised his arms and made a very provocative gesture with his back to them.

The woman's every move made several other people at the table boo: "Hey~"

Glancing at the three of them, he was annoyed and snorted, "Boring."

The door of the fast food restaurant was pushed open, and the bell on the door made a crisp sound. Irish folk songs that Wei Zong should not understand are playing on the retro record player. Zhang Guangwei knows what it means to accept it when you see it, but Karp doesn't.

Stretching her neck and looking at the woman who walked across the street and stood under the streetlight again, she was the type of figure he liked.

Cap had never been in a relationship all his life, but he wasn't a Boy Scout either.

He has his own set of creeds in life, that is, he will never fall in love and be responsible for other people's lives. At least he refuses to establish a relationship with anyone before he bids farewell to the track. Even romantic relationships that are not protected by law.

This kind of failure to take responsibility is actually another kind of responsibility.

Karp spread his hands: "Don't be upset, you may be lacking to vent, this kind of fast food consumption of tens of hundreds of pounds is first-class, and she took the initiative to give you a business card, maybe it will be free."

Lite ate the French fries and shook her index finger: "It's useless. I used to take off my clothes and stand in front of him, and he told me to get out. He may have gone out of his way."

After all, this is England.

Listening to what those two people said, they must be joking with no limit. Since smoking is not allowed in the store, he will go out to smoke.

Wei Congying winked at Zhang Guangwei, wanting Zhang Guangwei to make room for him and let him walk out of the sofa. These two people can't shut up, can't he leave?

Then Zhang Guangwei and his channels didn't match up, and Wei Zongying met his gaze, blinked and wondered why he was looking at him, and he didn't participate in the conversation between Karp and Lite.

Karp was surprised when he heard Ritter's words: "So confused?"

Lite snorted, and Garp noticed Zhang Guangwei and Wei Congying's gaze, slowly hugged himself with both hands, and shifted his gaze to Zhang Guangwei: "Do as the Romans do, my God."

When the proprietress passed them by with a kettle, she thoughtfully added some lemonade to their cups. The instigator laughed happily, and the proprietress wondered what made them so happy.

Wei Congying glared at Karp and Lite, and asked Zhang Guangwei to make way for him. When Zhang Guangwei was about to turn sideways, a waiter called out to the proprietress.

"Mrs. Turner, someone is looking for you."

The proprietress supported the bottom of the kettle with a handkerchief, and answered. After turning around and seeing the person who came to look for her, she smiled: "Are you here? Please wait a moment."

Zhang Guangwei turned sideways to give Wei Congying a seat, chewing on a hamburger, and Wei Congying didn't come out of it after lying sideways for a long time, wondering if the seat he gave up was too small? When I turned my head, I saw him standing there in a daze, and his eyes fell on the cashier of the restaurant not far away.

Shock is like mountains under a memorial tower.

All around the verbal battle, gossip and gossip, all the men and women disappeared from his sight and hearing at this moment.

It's her, read it right. She holds an orange vest in her hand.

She was the medical staff that Wei Congying saw at that time, kneeling on the cart to rescue people. She stood there for a long time, and stopped in his sight.

After the person is sent to the hospital, the responsibility for the operation and so on is handed over to the doctor in the hospital.

When Shi Yun rushed back to the arena from the hospital, today's training was coming to an end, and someone from the same group told Shi Yun that he could wait until one o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow to gather.

The orange vest representing the medical staff was taken back by Shi Yun.

When going out in the morning, Grandma Katie asked Shi Yun to help her bring back a pizza made by Aunt Jeff when she came back tonight. Grandma said that she had a bad appetite today and wanted to eat some pizza.

The life of the tough old grandmother is incomprehensible.

According to the decoration on the door of the fast food restaurant that Grandma Katie took me to yesterday in memory, Shi Yun found a shop on the street that was very similar to the decoration of the door in his mind, and pushed open the door of the fast food restaurant with a little hesitation. .

When Shi Yun saw the familiar waiter at the cash register, Shi Yun knew that he had made the right choice.

After explaining his purpose to the other party, the waiter yelled at the proprietress who was pouring lemonade for the customers.

"Mrs. Turner, someone is looking for you."

Shi Yun thanked the waiter, and looked in the direction where she was calling for someone. At first sight, she saw Mrs. Turner, who was a bit bloated, standing by a table.

In the next second, all her eyes were attracted by the people at the table.

It's not in a dream, there is no distance that keeps getting farther, but the steps towards him are still heavy, and the hand that wants to reach out to him can no longer be lifted.

Shi Yun saw the man stand up, leave the table, and then walk towards him.

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Does this count as meeting?

Why not? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

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