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The race begins, I put on my helmet and straddle the motorcycle.
After the sound of the gun, the bike rushes out.
Running in the mountains in the middle of the night, dangerous and thrilling, all I hear is the roar of the engine in my ears, and all I have in my heart is the finish line, nothing else.
I have only walked this mountain road once or twice, and with the pitch-black night, even with the headlights on, the surroundings are still not clear. I can only try to identify the road signs as much as possible. I twist my right hand to the maximum, and even at the turns, I hardly slow down, brushing past the surrounding rocks. The pain in my arm reminds me that there must be bloodstains on it. I am not sure how far behind the others are, so even when I see the finish line, I don't slow down at all.
In a state of adrenaline surge, my mind was a bit disoriented, and I forgot that there was a turn ahead. Even though I crossed the finish line, both the person and the car were thrown into the air. The helmet I was wearing seemed to be loose, and the visor on the helmet suddenly shattered without any warning.
I am completely unable to control my actions, only feeling a sense of futile powerlessness. My head hit a nearby rock, and my exposed eyes just brushed against its sharp protrusion. My whole body went numb, but in my mind, I thought, "At least I made it to the finish line."
"Damn, this kid is really fearless!"
"I heard that Brother Yang made a bet with Chu Xi to fight that kid, is it true?"
So it was Liu Heyang who made Chu Xi do this...
I was panting heavily, trying to prop myself up from the ground, feeling a fiery pain in my hand. One after another, people crossed the finish line, and the end became lively. I was too weak to get up, so I lay on the ground in frustration. Seeing me like this, no one came to help me. "Hey, why are you so careless?"
It's the sound of a Liu Heyang ing.
He seemed to be crouching in front of me, sneering playfully, and patting the fragile helmet shell.
I only felt a sharp pain in my head, and my eyes were too sore to open.
He took off my helmet by grabbing my shoulder, or rather, by pulling it off directly, completely ignoring my pain. The world in front of my eyes gradually became blurry, but I could clearly hear what Chu Xi was saying to the person next to him. Someone teased Chu Xi, " Song Xu really went all out for you."
She laughed indifferently twice and skillfully punched the boy. "I was just kidding, why did he take it seriously," she seemed a little annoyed.
Her casual words instantly tore my heart apart. Thinking about the determination before the competition, it really feels ridiculous. "Hey, where's Song Xu?"
Chu Xi seems to be looking for me.
After running this mountain road, my blood is boiling, my throat is filled with a sticky and nauseating taste of rust, and I'm so dry that I feel like I could smoke, mixed with the disappointment and gap in my heart, making it hard for me to speak.
"Ah, it's been so long since you played, I knew you would crash."
The sound of Chu Xi rang in my head.
"Song Xu, how are you? You're wearing a helmet and don't seem to have any external injuries... It shouldn't be too serious."
Even though my heart was filled with endless pain, when facing her, I couldn't help but subconsciously want her to look at me more and care about me a little more.
I was wearing long sleeves, but she only noticed the scars on the back of my hand. She lightly tapped them with her fingertips, and I immediately grasped her hand. "I have something to do tonight..." "I can help you make a call to Zhong Yang."
I tightly held Chu Xi's hand, like a drowning person grasping at a last lifeline. Sweat soaked my hair, sticking it to my forehead. I rarely show such a disheveled appearance in front of Chu Xi. "Don't leave, don't leave..."
"Aren't you going yet, Chu Xi?"
"That's right, tonight is your treat. Brother Yang just called and said everyone has already arrived."
"After the incident at his home, he hasn't had a proper birthday celebration in so many years."
The noisy voices around me made me feel agitated and disoriented, my consciousness and strength slowly dissipating. The only thing in my mind was a determination to grab the hand of the person next to me. But the next moment, I felt my tightly held fingers being pried apart, and the faint fragrance in the air had also dissipated. It seemed like the person had already left, and I completely lost consciousness.
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