HBWnovel Chapter 18 Your Knight
Chapter 18 Your Knight
Only when night fell quietly did Meng Yi know what Fu Juehan meant by taking him to play.
Downstairs in the villa, Fu Juehan was straddling a black motorcycle, holding a cigarette that was about to be finished with his fingertips, when he looked up at him, the last puff of thick white smoke was flowing from his lips, spreading to the side of his face.
"Come down," he crushed the tobacco, "and take you to play."
"......Oh, good."
Meng Yi had to stumble back, his heart was shocked by the scene just now, it is no exaggeration to say that he was a little stunned.
A man's love for machinery and power is rooted in the bone marrow, and will not be annihilated until death.
He recognized Fu Juehan's motorcycle at a glance as the Japanese Dragon God, six-cylinder four-stroke, over 1500 cc, the design of the black cheetah model was inspired by the Nordic goddess, and it was the top1 dream car in Meng Yi's heart.
But no matter how much he liked it, he never thought of buying it, because he couldn't hold it back.
Compared with his big Ducati, Longshen is the behemoth on the track.
He only bragged with Li Yang in the morning, saying that he relied on his skills to hold the car, but Longshen was definitely an exception. Without a certain physique and strength, he couldn't control the car at all, and he would be thrown off when he turned a corner.
Someone once joked that it is the most expensive and safest motorcycle, and its unit price once reached millions, but it will never be thrown away on the roadside, because few people can ride it away.
Meng Yi salivated with envy, and walked around Fu Juehan several times, "Is this your car? I thought the big boss only sat in the back seat of the car."
"When I was young, I played for a few years and bought a garage for collection. Later, I sold them all, and only kept this one."
Seeing him circle around him a few times like a kitten fluttering butterflies without stopping, Fu Juehan laughed, "Like it?"
"Yeah!" Meng Yi's eyes lit up, and he smiled obediently, "Where is my dream car, I always wanted to have one in my dreams."
"Then why didn't you buy it?"
"I can't hold it down. I just ride it on the road with my small body. Isn't this just a performance for Lord Hades?"
Fu Juehan smiled, and touched his forehead with a gloved hand, "I'll take you for a ride in a while, do you want to listen to its sound? I've changed a lot."
Like a child who has received an extra reward, Meng Yi raised his head in a daze, "Okay!"
Fu Juehan lowered his body, clenched the handlebars tightly, stared straight ahead like a falcon, the evening wind fluttered, and there was a roar——
At that moment, Meng Yi thought of the bonfire at night on the grassland.
The rough dancer danced on the drum, flung off his arms full of power, and hit the drum with his toes heavily. The drum head vibrated violently in the flames, and the hot air around it gave off a shrill and thick rumble. noise.
He couldn't help closing his eyes, as if he smelled the smell of roasted beef and mutton, and saw the gasoline tumbling in the fuel tank like a volcanic eruption.
"Do you like it?" Akatsuki asked.cherry
He forgot to open his eyes, and Fu Juehan scratched the tip of his nose with the tip of his leather gloved finger.
Meng Yi's head went blank, his heart beat slowly twice, stepping on the end of the sound waves.
The frantically beating knight DNA made him forget to cover up, and he almost blurted out: "You are too fucking handsome..."
......
After the words fell, both of them were stunned.
Fu Juehan was stunned, while Meng Yi was panicked, as if he had accidentally revealed his intentions.
He really looks like a puppy, with a round face, round eyes, and fluffy curly hair. When he seriously praises others, his face is full of sincerity, which makes people feel that he is really that powerful.
Fu Juehan smiled and said nothing, thinking that he would ride more in the future.
"That...you, how tall are you?" Meng Yi changed the subject awkwardly.
"191?" Fu Juehan said, "I haven't measured it for many years."
Meng Yi let out a "wow" at first, and then a listless "oh".
No wonder Fu Juehan carried himself like a chicken in the gym, it was a head higher, it was like the difference between an eagle and a chicken!
The car is not as big as others, and I am two laps smaller than others.
"I really envy that you ride this bike like a game, I can't even get on it."
Fu Juehan looked at him with his head down: "How tall are you?"
"177." He said frankly, and stood on tiptoe to compare with Fu Juehan who was sitting, and found that he was about the same size, "I'm a head shorter than you, and I'm so light that many motorcycles can't hold me down."
"You're not short, so that's fine." Fu Juehan took off his gloves, and pressed down the wind-blown hair on his head, "Many people who are taller and stronger than you can't ride like you, height doesn't matter , the important thing is technology."
Meng Yi was flattered by the praise, and all the pride was on his face again, he rode his little Du over, and asked excitedly, "Where shall we go to play!"
Fu Juehan saw how cute he looked like, like a puppy jumping up and down, begging his master to take him for a walk.
"Nanshan Depot."
He put on his helmet and asked, "Do you think I forgot that you haven't been honest all afternoon, you went in and out and turned seven or eight times, like a small spinning top."
Meng Yi was embarrassed to admit that although this was his first time riding with someone, he was so excited that his tail was on the verge of sticking up.
"Don't put gold on your face! I just remembered."
"Okay." Fu Juehan looked at him pamperingly, but his voice was hoarse and sexy: "Don't worry about gains and losses, I will never forget everything I promised you."
Meng Yi blinked twice in a daze, feeling like a contented little ball was bulging in his heart, feeling inexplicably stuffy inside the helmet.
He watched as Fu Juehan's slender fingers flicked twice on his chin to fasten the buckle. Then the man leaned over and approached. The large black helmet lightly bumped against his small red helmet, knocking it out. A muffled sound also hit his heartstrings.
"Singing is forbidden tonight, no noise is allowed on the road, you know?"
Meng Yi nodded in a daze, raised his head and knocked back imitatively, unconsciously curling his fingers into fists, as if making a promise.
He said in a breathy voice, "Understood, I will ride quietly and follow you."
"Very nice."
The stars above his head flickered.
Fu Juehan rushed out of the night on a giant beast, followed by a slow little beast.
......
The journey went smoothly. When we arrived at Nanshan, there was a man who looked like the owner of the car park waiting at the B1 entrance, followed by two car boys.
Seeing them coming over and gesturing for prohibition, Meng Yi stopped obediently, but Fu Juehan rode directly in front of them, raised the windshield: "Me."
The man immediately smiled, "Mr. Fu! Da Yuaner looks like it. I said that you have a Dragon God in Jiangcheng. You can't be wrong."
"Cleared?"
"It's over, it's over, we'll start clearing the venue as soon as Mr. Li comes over, and we're ready, so you haven't been here for four or five years."
"Well, I'll take someone with me." He took Meng Yi inside and said casually, "The kids at home have itchy hands and want to ride a few laps."
Meng Yi didn't hear his words, and rushed in impatiently, looking here and there like a puppy that has been lifted.
"Young Master! Here!" Li Yang waved to him from a distance, with his arm raised, there was a conspicuous fluorescent yellow warning strip.
Meng Yi rode his bike over and looked around the track again, all the restless factors in his body boiled up.
"This is too cool!"
"Handsome, brother Han always played here all night a few years ago, and it's more exciting to run in the rain! The speed is the fastest, and the rain can't catch up with you."
"Really!" Meng Yi just shrugged the car forward, and a hand reached out from behind to take off his helmet. Fu Juehan glanced at Li Yang: "Don't teach him these things."
Meng Yi hugged his head, "My helmet—"
Fu Juehan saw that he looked like a hamster with pine nuts on his head, so he put his helmet on his head, "Put mine on."
"Your windshield is cracked, didn't you find it?" He pointed to the tiny crack on Meng Yi's helmet and said, "Protectors should be checked regularly, even the slightest omission may be fatal. Get out of the way."
He said this harshly, as if he was scolding someone, but Meng Yifen knew how dangerous it was and knew how dangerous it was, so he didn't choke, and just stared at his helmet with reluctance, "My little red head... ..”
Fu Juehan teased him: "Now it's Little Red Riding Hood."
"Then what are you wearing?" Meng Yi asked.
Li Yang has already brought an ordinary helmet to Fu Juehan, "Don't worry, master, there are spares in the parking lot."
"Is there a spare?" Meng Yi stretched out his hand to stop it, "Then I'll wear the spare, you'd better wear your own to get used to it."
But Fu Juehan passed his hand directly, took the helmet and put it on his head, "I won't wear it for you."
Meng Yi wondered: "Why?"
Fu Juehan glanced sideways at him for a while, then smiled suddenly, "Not when you should be smart."
He casually scratched off Meng Yi's windshield, and when he turned his head, he said, "You can only use my things."
Meng Yi remembered a sentence he read a long time ago: Cycling is not for showing off skills, but for pursuit. As long as my voice can catch up with the wind, I will rush to the torrent without hesitation.
He watched in a daze as Fu Juehan rode right in front of him, slowly lowered his broad back, then stretched out his left arm to form a right angle, and drew a circle with his index finger facing the sky.
This is the simplest knightly ceremony - check the armor and get ready to go.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon god screamed out from under his crotch, and the knight and the giant beast had already merged into one, and rushed into the depths of the night, carrying the strong wind and the fragrance of wood.
The night was torn apart by a flash of fire.
At that moment, Meng Yi seemed to have suddenly found the meaning of his pursuit.
Riding the wind is like measuring the earth with speed.
Panshan Circuit is a stage with shining spotlights, where excitement, strength, sweat, freedom and even life are constantly in rotation.
"Is it fun?"
"Fun-exciting! Cool! Ahhhh!!!"
"Do you want to play something more exciting?"
Dragon God and Ducati slowed down slowly, Meng Yi took off his helmet, showed a reddish face and asked him: "What is more exciting?"
Fu Juehan saw that he was overly excited: "Haven't you played tricks before?"
"No!" He turned up the volume against the wind, and said frankly, "I dare not play, I am afraid of death, I am too cowardly."
His life was bought by Tao Ya with the rest of his life, Meng Yi couldn't easily take risks because of his own preferences.
As if he understood his thoughts, Fu Juehan slowly wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, and there was a rough leathery smell in his palm.
"It's not cowardly."
"A qualified cyclist must wear a helmet and obey orders and prohibitions. The motorcycle under him is a roaring beast, ready to rush to the distance with the sound waves at any time, and at the same time put the lives of himself and others on his heart."
He smiled and said softly: "This is the real knightly law."
"So Xiaobao, you are doing very well."
From the age of seven until now, has been doing well, despite being alone.
The atrium trembled violently, and Meng Yi was stunned on the spot. He saw the stars shining into Fu Juehan's eyes, as if they were the flames that exploded when the dragon god split the wind.
Both cars came to a stop, and before Meng Yi could get away from the throbbing, he pulled him directly from the Ducati with his armpit and put him in his arms.
"Are you ready, the next step is our journey."
Meng Yi was a little excited, but somehow wanted to cry.
"Aren't you going to obey the traffic rules? You can't bring people on motorcycles."
Fu Juehan raised his hand in front of him and scratched the tip of his nose.
"When there is danger during riding, the people in the back seat will always be the first to be thrown out, so there is a popular saying in the car circle, putting people behind is a shield, and putting people in your arms is a treasure."
"There are no traffic rules in the parking lot, and I will do my best to ensure your safety. So Xiaobao, are you willing to give yourself to me?"
At that moment, Meng Yi's whole body burned, as if he had also turned into a cold and hard motorcycle iron, ready to follow him to the distance at any time.
But the inside of the ironware is soft, and Fu Juehan can easily pierce it with a word.
"Although you face the wind, do as you please."
"Tonight, I am your knight."
The author says:
Make a right angle with your left arm, stretch out your index finger and draw a circle towards the sky, which is a relatively simple gesture in the motorcycle rider ceremony, which means that the lead car reminds the team behind to start the engine and get ready to go.