Zhao Siqing knew without asking that the car was Huo Jingchen.
She stood where she was and didn't move. The mountain breeze blew past, making the night especially cold.
She wrapped her clothes tighter and looked at the car that was surrounded by people, as well as the man.
The front of the car was dented, and the sides were badly scratched. It was enough to tell that the road was dangerous.
Not long after, one car after another returned, and the mountain road became more and more lively.
Zhao Siqing's gaze fell on Huo Jingchen's car. Not long after the car stopped, he opened the door and got out.
He was wearing a white shirt without a tie. The buttons on his collar were unbuttoned and he was wearing a pair of black and gray trousers.
His face was cold and his skin was Pale. The bruise on his face had basically healed, but there was an indescribable loneliness between his brows. He looked particularly silent.
After Huo Jingchen got out of the car, many women crowded around him.
He furrowed his brows and walked through the crowd with a dark face. He walked directly to a dark mountain, and his whole body was filled with the aura of being away from strangers.
The women gathered not far away from him. They were chattering, but no one dared to come forward.
Huo Jingchen lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He looked at the mountain road in the distance and did not say a word.
He seemed to have become more addicted to smoking recently.
He did not like smoking such things, and his self-control had always been very good.
But when he thought of her, it was especially difficult to control.
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Not long after, Zhao Siqing saw a young man trot up to Huo Jingchen and ask him something.
Then, she saw Huo Jingchen nod slightly, and the man turned around and ran back.
Zhao Siqing did not ask, but she already understood what the man was asking.
Because after the man asked, people drove the car to a gentle slope at the side, and at the same time, new cars continued to enter.
And Huo Jingchen's car was still parked there.
She knew that he was still planning to go on the next lap.
Zhao Siqing was silent for a while, intending to go over and chat with him.
But before she could go forward, the whistle sounded, and then Huo Jingchen threw away his cigarette butt and walked towards the car.
He opened the car door, but seemed to have noticed, and looked in her direction.
Zhao Siqing stood where she was and looked at him without making a sound.
The moment he saw her, he was stunned for a few seconds and a little absent-minded.
In the darkness of the night, their eyes met. No one spoke first.
A few seconds later, the whistle sounded again. He withdrew his gaze and sat in the driver's seat, his face expressionless.
Zhao Siqing sighed softly. She walked to his car window and knocked on it. She said, "let's go back. "
Huo Jingchen sat in the car and slowly lowered his eyes without making a sound.
On the other side, there was a woman who kept squeezing forward. "Huo, I'll go with you for a run. "
"Huo, just take me for a ride. I don't want anything. "
"Chen, I'm not afraid of death. Can I go for a ride with you? "
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There were many women outside the car, all wanting to sit in Huo Jingchen's passenger seat.
Huo Jingchen furrowed his brows, clearly impatient.
Another whistle sounded, and the women reluctantly retreated to the side of the mountain road. Aside from a hot girl in a miniskirt standing in front of the starting line, there was no one else on the mountain road.
Zhao Siqing glanced at Huo Jingchen, turned around, went to the passenger seat, and opened the car door.
The moment the door opened, she couldn't help but be stunned.
In the passenger seat sat a one-meter-tall Teddy Bear Doll. It was beige in color and wore a pink gauze skirt.
He even thoughtfully fastened a seatbelt for it.
At that moment, the doll sat upright in the passenger seat, but for some reason, Zhao Siqing felt tears welling up in her eyes.