Reborn Xueba is crazy

Chapter 162 Chapter 162 About Man's Dignity

The girl was writing with a slight smile. At the beginning, she wrote such a paragraph: [In an era when cultures are all fragmented, and classics are divided into a few sentences, people can read and forget them in a few seconds. A heavy paper book takes time and energy to read, but what you get, you will never forget in this life. 】

The warm-colored lights hit the person's body, and the appearance of the girl bowing her head and earnestly composing is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye.

A few minutes later, a [-]-word short story was published.

The girl gently closed the notebook, and quietly glanced out of the window.

She was quietly looking forward to, looking forward to... the arrival of the first round of the team competition in a month's time.

This night, many people couldn't sleep because the National Racing League was scheduled to advance due to short notice.

The National Racing League is finally about to start.

At this moment, in the master bedroom of the villa in Qing District, Ye Qingcheng's legs were draped, and he was leaning back, with a handsome side face, flaxen hair hitting his face, and his deep eyes were calm and without any emotion.

He got up suddenly, put his left hand in his trouser pocket, took a few steps with his long legs, and walked to the cabinet in front of him.

Standing sideways, the deep blue eyes are pure and beautiful, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the thick eyebrows are slightly stretched.

With slender fingers, he slowly took out a photo from the cabinet.

On the photo is a very handsome man, his whole body is as cold and indifferent as crushed ice, and the eyebrows and eyes that are very similar to Ye Qingcheng can be vaguely seen on that handsome face.

As the memories deepened, his expression became icy cold. From his eyes down to the depths, those bony fingertips slowly shrank, and the memories poured out like a tide.

His father, an awkward man, a man with regrets all the time.

He likes showbiz, in fact he likes maybe racing more.

But he still chose to become an actor-level figure in the entertainment industry, and he didn't say what he really wanted to do until he was dying.

Ye Qingcheng's fingers slowly loosened, his sideways slender, with an aloof coldness in this night.

Maybe it's because of this that his character is like this.

He won't do things he doesn't like, and no one can interfere with him.

The word father has gradually faded in his memory.

But it was this awkward man who had blindly encouraged him to do what he wanted to do.

So, the little guy in my memory who was more boyish than a boy always wanted him to accompany her to play racing. Unfortunately, that little guy didn't know that her little ice cube would become a racing driver one day.

Looking at the red and white professional team jersey hanging, his eyes were deep, like the water of Gutan. When he stood sideways, his eyes were full of thin light.

……

The girl looked at the weather outside and found that the snow was getting thicker.

She stood up calmly, wrapped the coat around her body, and pulled the hood of the coat over her head to cover the silver hair.

Holding a notebook and a pen, the figure of the girl quietly walked out of the small coffee shop, just like this quiet night.

She was destined to have trouble sleeping that night, so she didn't sleep at all, and went directly to Su Ziyin.

The young man looked lazy and evil, "Su Xiaoqian, do you have something to do with your master?"

The girl's beautiful face was indifferent, and she said, "Show off your skills."

Su Ziyin suddenly looked at the girl like a thief, and said vigilantly, "What do you want to do? Master slave?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Su Ziqian kicked him sharply, anyway, that guy has a strong physique.

"Fuck! Su Ziqian, you violent woman!"

Su Ziyin's face was full of anger, and his handsome face was distorted with anger.

The girl's voice was very weak: "Zai Moji wouldn't mind having a fight with you."

"Fuck!"

Su Ziyin said that it was about the dignity of a man, whether it was tolerable or unbearable, wasn't it just a fight, he insisted on pawing this violent and unscrupulous girl.

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