When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 106: Fantasies are Like Bubbles

At 7 p.m., when Chen Jin and two others arrived at Jinggang, Pei Yan’s No. 09 kart had already vanished without a trace.

The head of the venue wiped his sweat and came over, "What got into that ancestor today? He’s driving like his life doesn’t matter."

The three looked at each other, sensing another night as cold as fifty degrees below zero.

When Pei Yan was in a bad mood, he typically vented his emotions through intense physical activity.

Under the sparse streetlights, the circular racetrack coiled around the quiet mid-mountain like a silvery white snake.

The roaring sound of the kart grew from distant to near, sweeping past the Level -5 suspended tunnel like a gust of wind, and then swiftly zoomed away.

There was half a lap left to reach the bottom floor, also the most hazardous section that no one at Jinggang had ever dared to enter.

Xu Kanfeng furrowed his brows and turned to ask the head of the venue, "Are all the safety measures in place?"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Chen Jin quickly added another question, "Did you get insurance?"

The head of the venue was hardly in the mood for jokes.

Safety measures and insurance were essential conditions for regular kart drivers.

His worry now was that if Mr. Pei had an accident at the bottom level, Jinggang would probably have to shut down for good.

He Qingzhou was relatively calm by comparison.

Looking at the faint tail light in the distance, he said coolly, "Three months ago, Brother Yan had already passed through the bottom level no less than ten times, your worries are unnecessary."

"..."

The atmosphere grew tense.

Chen Jin and Xu Kanfeng exchanged confused looks, their boss had been to the bottom level of Jinggang?

Had they lost their memories?

The head of the venue was even more bewildered.

It was indeed hard to believe if told.

He Qingzhou recalled the night of September 1st, the opening of school, the same track where Chen Jin and Xu Kanfeng were left far behind, and only he could barely keep up with Brother Yan’s devilish speed.

He had nearly stopped right before the Level -5 suspended tunnel because he wasn’t the boss, and he didn’t have the courage to risk his life.

Then, he witnessed with his own eyes as Pei Yan, with top gear speed, plunged into the boundless black corridor.

At that moment, his heart nearly leapt from his throat.

But perhaps the boss had a certain ability, making even the craziest acts inspire unconditional trust.

He Qingzhou didn’t know how he had endured that half-hour.

When he saw the No. 09 black kart blasting out of the bottom level exit, he exhaled a sigh of relief as though a burden had been lifted.

Coincidentally, parts of Jinggang’s surveillance system had malfunctioned that night, so aside from He Qingzhou, no one had the fortune to witness such a splendid moment.

Later, he questioned Brother Yan why he chose to attempt it that night, what if he had failed.

He Qingzhou’s question was implicit, but the meaning was clear to Pei Yan.

At that moment, the two were leaning side by side against the finish line railing, feeling the late night breeze of early fall.

Pei Yan carelessly took a sip of his Red Bull, and said indifferently, "I’m in a good mood."

At the time, He Qingzhou thought the boss was just speaking offhand.

Only later did he realize, September 1st was the first day Sister Yao had transferred to Yunzhong.

The scene was as familiar as ever.

Just like the night they met Sister Yao, the three had no heart to play and could only stand like Husband-Stone at the entrance of the racetrack, waiting for the safe return of the No. 09 kart.

At 10 p.m., a full three hours had passed.

Just as Xu Kanfeng was about to cry out in resignation, a faint bright light appeared at the end of the racetrack.

That beam of light illuminated the endless darkness of the night, just like their current mood, unspeakably cheerful.

"Boss is so badass, in my life, I look up to no one else but him!"

Chen Jin was usually good at sweet-talking, but this time, he truly spoke from the heart.

To others, they were just a bunch of spoiled rich kids, living off their parents’ money and dangerously out of touch with reality.

But only they knew the truth.

Although Brother Yan was the heir to Zhizhen Group, he had hardly ever asked his family for money from the beginning to the end.

He always excelled in whatever he liked, winning hundreds of thousands or even millions in the motorcycle races, kart races, and even the skiing competitions held at Qingcheng Mountain every year.

However, unlike other wealthy heirs,

Brother Yan didn’t care about money, yet he had a father who insisted on stuffing money into his hands.

In this circle, Chairman Pei’s limitless doting on his son was almost known to everyone.

No matter whether his son was short of money or not, he would regularly deposit money into his account every month. Pei Yan never bothered to check the specifics; at his age, he had no pursuit of material life and just let that money sit in his account and gather dust.

The dimly lit basement cast diverse expressions on their faces.

The young man took off his helmet, stepping out of the car lane with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Under his deep-set brow bones, those cold eyes looked bottomless in the night, showing no emotion on his sharp-featured face as he indifferently passed by others heading to the changing room.

Three pairs of eyes turned towards him.

Chen Jin was the first to react, shouting at the retreating figure, "Brother Yan, are you pulling an all-nighter tonight?"

Pei Yan didn’t stop or respond.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, a low, cold voice came from ahead.

"I have other matters, you guys do as you please."

The three, who had prepared themselves for an all-nighter, heaved a collective sigh of relief.

Xu Kanfeng was a bit puzzled, "What do you think upset Boss tonight?"

Liang Zixiao’s incident had passed two days ago, and although he woke up in the hospital clamoring for revenge, it didn’t seem to affect Brother Yan’s mood at all.

It was baffling.

Today, Pei Yan drove that silver-gray supercar. During these few days off from classes, he seemed like the most idle, unnecessary person in the world.

So much so that, seeing that scene outside the library, he suddenly realized he didn’t even have the right to feel angry.

Her serene presence under the tree captivated him, just watching from a distance made his heart race uncontrollably.

Until he saw osmanthus flowers sprinkled in her hair, watched Lu Chen buy her milk and bread, tenderly reaching out to untangle her hair wrapped around the tree branch.

Her eyelashes slightly downturned, the boy looking down intently, supporting her shoulders.

From start to finish, she never pushed him away.

He didn’t know how long he had stood there.

Jiang Shuyao was completely unaware of his presence.

Until the oppressive anger in his chest, with his deep and heavy breaths, slowly dissipated in the cold winter wind.

Pei Yan thought, even if that girl didn’t love him, she would always allow him close, treat him specially.

Just like that day when they came out of the administrative building, huddled under a large tree, he let the rain soak his shoulders to keep her protected, kissing her eyes and lips.

At that moment, she was much more obedient than usual, and in her eyes, he saw a reflection of himself.

Even a reflection was enough.

Pei Yan thought that his laughter then must have been ridiculously hopeless.

It even gave him a momentary illusion.

Perhaps, Pei Yan was slowly making his way into Jiang Shuyao’s heart...

But faced with reality, fantasies were like bubbles floating on the sea surface, shattered by a single breeze.