Chapter 474

Song Zian completely saw Liu Heyan's nervousness and fear. Before the smile on the corner of his mouth could bloom, he stepped on the accelerator heavily.

The car drove out in an instant. It didn't feel like driving, but like launching.

It's just that song Zian is enjoying this feeling at the moment. In Song Zian's memory, it seems that he has never felt the ultimate experience brought by speed so unimpeded.

It is a pleasure and stimulation that can be experienced beyond the conventional self, and this feeling is undoubtedly what song zi'an needs.

Song Zian drove straight forward. As the speed soared a little, song Zian didn't even look at the instrument plate that was about to explode. He looked straight ahead, with a kind of arrogance of giving up his own life, and with the strength of the sky falling down.

Liu Heyan sat beside him. He didn't expect that it was such a fierce start. He wanted to open his mouth and stop, but his open mouth was stunned.

Liu Heyan was afraid that his voice would disturb song Zian and make song Zian more crazy.

Liu Heyan had to hold the handrail tightly, changing from one hand to two hands. His heart was beating, and the expression on his face was infinitely wonderful.

Song Zian was about to run to the end of the runway, but he didn't slow down or turn. He ran straight. Liu Heyan had to say, "turn around, Zian."

Liu Heyan couldn't understand song Zian at this time. He couldn't help thinking that song Zian was really looking for stimulation? Didn't you come to die?

But these words seemed so untimely at this time. Liu Heyan didn't think about what kind of style his usual behavior was in the eyes of others.

"Don't worry, brother he Yan."

Song Zian was very calm. There was no tension on his focused face. He was really driving seriously.

Song Zian finally swung the steering wheel. It really swung greatly. Liu Heyan thought he would be thrown away. He was even more afraid that the car could not be controlled to fly out.

But fortunately, after the drift, both of them are still well.

After a circle, Liu Heyan quickly stopped.

I'm afraid I'll run again. There's nothing wrong with the car. My heart will accelerate and fail first.

Song Zian doesn't insist. Since Liu Heyan has stopped, song Zian slows down slowly. He just thinks it's still not fun. He can come alone next time.

"Zi'an, I can't see why your heart is so crazy!" Liu Heyan tried to say in a peaceful voice, but the tension and slight trembling in that voice still exposed himself.

"Yes? Brother he Yan, what are you doing here?"

Song Zian looked at Liu Heyan with some amusement, waiting for Liu Heyan's explanation.

"Me? Nothing, just feel the adrenaline surge at the moment when the speed goes up."

When Liu Heyan heard song Zian's question, he did not hide the reason for his preference for drag racing.

"Hehe, I may be the same." Song Zian's expression drifted away for a moment, as if he remembered something.

In fact, for song zi'an, he began to like speed from the problem of his relationship with Chu Nian.

At that time, song Zian felt like a sinking force in his heart, pulling her down a little. There seemed to be no other emotion except sadness, and there was no way to vent.

It was at that time that song Zian fell in love with the feeling of galloping on the road, as if he could throw out all his ideas.

So today's behavior is not song Zian's sudden whim and boldness. In fact, he is sure, but Liu Heyan doesn't understand it.

"I can't see that you have such courage as a little girl."

At this time, Liu Heyan has returned to normal. From the panic, Liu Heyan began to praise song Zian. The appreciation after the shock seems to be more soul stirring.

"Ha ha, brother he Yan, were you not afraid just now?" Song Zian tilted his head slightly and looked at Liu He Yan with some lovely eyes, which made Liu He Yan dumbfounded for a moment. Should he admit it? Or deny it?

"Well, Zian, do you still... Want to run?"

Liu Heyan seemed to realize that he had just lost his attitude. He wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment and bring back some of his own image.

Just when he said this, Liu Heyan was still frightened and hesitated.

"Ha ha, don't run away. Brother he Yan, I've had a good time. Would you like to come?" Song Zian looked very charming with ease and frankness, but Liu Heyan didn't have enough mood to appreciate it.

"Don't run. It's fun to sit around today. Let's go."

Liu Heyan felt that it was his first time to experience racing in the passenger car. I have to say, it was very shocking and exciting. As a result, Liu Heyan didn't want to experience it again.

"OK." Song Zian doesn't insist. Anyway, song Zian has had a good addiction today. There's no regret going back at this time.

Liu Heyan sent song Zian home before driving back by himself.

Yang Lele and song Yimin have been waiting at home for a long time.

Since Lao Liu lost the two children in his car, the four adults looked at each other. They didn't know what to say, and they didn't know whether to complain about their poor driving skills or that the two children were too evil.

At this time, Yang Lele and song Yimin saw song Zian enter the door and immediately released their anxiety after waiting all afternoon.

"Zi'an, you're back." Yang Lele and song Yimin both stood up and hurried to pull song zi'an, looking more like two children.

"Well, mom and Dad, are you all at home?" Song Zian asked knowingly, his heart like a mirror.

Just think about it, song Zian knows that this must be a good play jointly planned by Yang Lele and song Yimin. After all, Lao Liu is song Yimin's classmate, and Yang Lele tried his best to push himself out.

"Well, the company didn't have anything to do today, so I came back early."

Yang Lele doesn't care about the meaning of song Zian's words. At this time, there is something that worries her more, that is, how she gets along with Liu Heyan today.

"Oh." Song Zian didn't ask anything, agreed, and sat on the sofa. Looking at the expression, she seemed to know that Yang Lele and song Yimin were worried, but she just didn't say anything.

"Well, Zian, how was your talk with Liu Heyan today?" Yang Lele asked directly, seeing that song Zian was pretending, but he was so worried.

"Well, it's very good." Song Zian continued to pretend, as if he still followed Yang Lele's train of thought, asking what to say, but he didn't say much.

"Well, where did you go this afternoon?"

Yang Lele felt that song Zian was dying of anxiety, but Yang Lele thought that if song Zian had any feelings for Liu Heyan, if he was directly rejected, there would be no future, so he had to ask in a circle.

"We went out for a walk in the afternoon and felt good." Song Zian knew what Yang Lele wanted to ask. After pretending for a long time, he saw that Yang Lele was so worried and felt almost ready, so he said it without salt.

"Just good, just good."

Yang Lele thinks this evaluation is OK. Since it's good, it should be a play.

It seems that Yang Lele is afraid that he is wrong. Yang Lele also exchanged eyes with song Yimin. Seeing a small flame burning in Song Yimin's eyes, Yang Lele is more happy.

"Well, you wash your hands and I'll cook."

Yang Lele has got a satisfactory answer. At this time, he is finally in the mood to serve the three members of his family.

Song Zian looked at Yang Lele's back and wanted to laugh for a moment. It seemed that Yang Lele had a temperament that hadn't dispersed since he was young. That was the feeling of being rash.

Song Zian doesn't know whether he arranges his mother like this. Anyway, he thinks the family is so good.

Song Zian is going to wash his hands first, but what song Zian doesn't think of is why the familiar face in the mirror is like this.

Song Zian thought he was enough. He didn't think of looking in the mirror all day, otherwise he would have found it long ago.

At this time, what is so thick in the mirror, and why the eyeliner is still slightly rising, looks more attractive than usual.

And unless you attend formal meetings, you will never do eye shadow or blush. You can see that your face is just perfect with a pink eye shadow and blush. It looks more tender and lovely, and it is acceptable to be reluctant.

But looking at this lip, song Zian can't stand it. Why is it so red.

Song Zian usually prefers orange lipstick, which is more like a girl, but today's peach lipstick seems to tell Liu Heyan that song Zian is here for a blind date.

Finally, he saw his face written by Yang Lele. Song Zian really didn't know what to say.

Song Zian couldn't help thinking that he just slept. How did he become like this?

Yang Lele is a real activist.

Song Zian wanted to ask Yang Lele why he made himself so visible, but it's not easy to think of Yang Lele. He worries about himself every day. Now he's afraid that he can't get married. In an instant, he lost his arrogance to settle accounts with Yang Lele.

There was only a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly enjoying Yang Lele's aesthetics in the mirror.

The next day, song Zian went to Hibiscus studio early as usual.

Yang Lele watched song Zian go out. He was obviously in a good mood. He couldn't help feeling that the wind direction had finally changed.

Yang Lele couldn't wait to call Mrs. Liu.

Both of them are very optimistic about the future of song Zian and Liu Heyan. They think they should create more opportunities for them to get along in the future.

After hanging up, Yang Lele felt that he was still very excited, as if he wanted to vent, but he didn't know how to express his good mood.