After getting "better" from his illness, Lu Ping'an fell in love with driving.
In his previous life, he could drive, but it didn't feel special to him. He treated it as just a skill, a necessary tool, bothersome yet indispensable.
But this time, his body forgot how to drive, while his spirit found joy in it.
The thrill of pressing down on the accelerator, not knowing what might happen, and the feeling of racing as the scenery kept retreating filled him with happiness...
By the time he realized something was wrong, he was already hooked.
He enjoyed the excitement of those moments, the inability to control the future, the fleeting sense of crisis...
"You are just pursuing loss of speed... or rather, loss of control."
Perhaps, Chris was right.
"You've been repressing yourself for too long, and that's an illness. You should find something to let off steam."
Chris's words were sharp, as she saw through the nature of Lu Ping'an and looked forward to his release.
