But in this world, there’s no one who doesn’t have at least a little bit of temper. If they seem to have none, it’s only because you haven’t seen it yet.
He must have accumulated negative emotions to a certain extent before he burst out.
Lin Yan heard Ye Xian’s voice and it took him a while to regain his composure before he turned around.
"I’m sorry, I lost my composure."
Lin Yan bent over to pick up the pieces, and Ye Xian took a broom and dustpan from the side, "Let me do it, be careful not to cut your hand."
"Thanks, the afternoon tea will be here soon, you can use it. I have something else to do, I’ll head back now."
Lin Yan picked up his SIM card and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, Ye Xian suddenly called out to him, "Lin Yan!"
Lin Yan turned around, looking at her with confusion.
"How about I take you somewhere?"
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the High Bridge Entertainment Track.
This stretch of track was specifically provided for racing enthusiasts. As long as you paid, there were no time or speed limits; you could race to your heart’s content.
Ye Xian drove Lin Yan’s private car to the track and patted the steering wheel with some admiration, "Lin Yan, your sports car has a nice feel to it!"
Lin Yan looked at her and asked a soul-searching question, "When did you get your driver’s license?"
Ye Xian: "...Don’t worry about these irrelevant details. Aren’t you curious why I brought you here?"
Ye Xian hooked her lips in a sly smile, glanced at the safety harness above his head, "Hold tight."
Lin Yan was puzzled but still tightened his grip as she had said.
The Porsche instantly let out a terrifying growl, as if shedding its glorious exterior to release its true, beastly nature.
The next second, it shot onto the track like a shooting star.
The exceedingly fast speed blotted out all the scenery before Lin Yan’s eyes, drowned out all the noise around him, leaving only the whooshing wind and his wildly fluttering hair.
Lin Yan’s heart almost leaped out of his chest with shock, and he looked at her in disbelief.
As Ye Xian skillfully spun the steering wheel, she laughed loudly, "Don’t be afraid. Trust the skills of a veteran driver from Qiuming Mountain. When I used to feel down or under a lot of pressure, I would come here to race. Once the car reaches a certain speed, you’ll feel as if you’ve left the world behind. Troubles, stress, and all sorts of relationships will cease to exist. It’s just you—a free and independent individual."
Perhaps influenced by her words, Lin Yan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the wind whizzing past his ears and the laughter of the young—it seemed he really wasn’t scared anymore. His body and soul felt completely smoothed over and weathered by the wind, leaving nothing behind.
It was light, thrilling, a complete blank in his mind.
Ye Xian: "If that’s not enough to get your fix, just scream it out. Let the strongest wind take all your worries away."
Louder with each shout, by the time the car stopped, Lin Yan had shouted himself hoarse but finally, a smile appeared in his eyes and brows.
"This is probably the most outrageous thing I’ve done in over twenty years."
As he said this, he got out of the car feeling like he was about to throw up.
Ye Xian unscrewed the cap of a mineral water bottle and handed it to him, "Really? Have you always been a good boy since childhood?"
Lin Yan laughed, "I probably have been compared to you. By the way, Ye Xian, how come you’re so good at driving?"
"Didn’t I say? Don’t worry about these irrelevant details."
Lin Yan nodded, realizing that compared to the earth-shattering changes and the endless highlights of his recent times, this really was nothing.