Xu Xizhou smelled the aroma of bread and swallowed unconsciously.

"What did you bring? It's delicious."

"Chocolate croissants and croissants."

These are Xu Xizhou's two favorite things to eat when he lived in Lyon. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Jingchun remembered it clearly.

Xu Xizhou took the bag, took out the croissant inside, took a big bite, his eyes lit up, and said something delicious in broken French.

"It's a little cold, it's better to reheat it in the microwave."

Zhuang Jingchun put down the bag and looked around the room where he lived. Xu Xizhou knew that he would definitely talk about the test match next, so he was no longer in the mood to eat bread, and looked at him a little nervously.

"I heard from the team manager that you are doing well."

Xu Xizhou was relieved, and unconsciously floated a little.

"I am someone who has won the championship, but the strength is there."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at his tail that was about to go to the sky, the corner of his mouth unconsciously smiled, but just thinking of something, Junxiu's brows were slightly wrinkled.

"I also heard that your former teammates in the Trey team embarrassed you?"

"It's not too difficult. That kid is a guy who can't keep his mouth shut." Xu Xizhou sat down on the sofa chair and supported his chin lazily.

"That kid runs slower than me. It's estimated that he will be pissed off when the ranking comes out."

It seems that Xu Xizhou is not troubled by this matter, and Zhuang Jingchun's hanging heart is relieved a lot.

"Call others a kid, how old are you?"

"I'm in my twenties..." Xu Xizhou suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed the subject stiffly.

"What do you want for lunch? I'll invite you."

"There aren't any delicious restaurants in the UK." Zhuang Jingchun looked very disgusted with British food.

"Then let's find a Chinese restaurant. I heard that there is a Chinatown nearby. We can go shopping."

Seeing that Xu Xizhou was in high spirits, Zhuang Jingchun couldn't beat him, and accompanied him to the nearby Chinatown. It is said to be nearby, but in fact, it has to drive for half an hour.

On the way, Xu Xizhou remembered what Meng Hui said to him before he went abroad. When he arrived at the restaurant, he looked at Zhuang Jingchun and hesitated.

He has always been someone who can't hold back his thoughts. Zhuang Jingchun noticed it a few days ago. When he sat down at the booth, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the boy opposite.

"What exactly do you want to ask? Just say it."

Xu Xizhou touched his nose embarrassedly, then raised his head after a while, looking at him hesitantly.

"The day I went to the club to resign, Coach Meng told me inadvertently, you..."

"I what?"

Facing those deep pool-like green eyes, Xu Xizhou was a little timid for a while, wondering if he should continue to ask.

But if he kept holding on like this, he would really go crazy.

"He said . . . you used to be a race car driver too."

The atmosphere condenses for a moment.

Xu Xizhou suddenly felt a little regretful. Originally, he got along well with Zhuang Jingchun today. Why did he not understand why he had to ask such personal questions to create embarrassment?

Just when Xu Xizhou was thinking about how to make up for himself, the man's peaceful voice sounded.

"I did work as a race car driver before, when I was your age."

Xu Xizhou's eyes widened, looking at him with some astonishment. He seemed to have a glimpse of the unknown side of Zhuang Jingchun.

"Then have you also driven F2?"

"There was no F2 at the time, only GP2."

Zhuang Jingchun seems to be reluctant to talk about this topic anymore.

"Are you inviting me to dinner today or are you trying to tell me?"

"Of course I'm inviting you to dinner."

Xu Xizhou handed over the menu in a dog-legged manner, and stopped asking more questions, "Master Zhuang, let's order."

Taking advantage of Zhuang Jingchun's time to order, Xu Xizhou secretly opened the search engine on his mobile phone and entered Zhuang Jingchun's name.

A bunch of business titles did not mention that he used to be a racing driver. He was a little disappointed, suddenly thought of something, and slapped his thigh.

He is really stupid. Zhuang Jingchun must have entered the competition as a Frenchman. If he wants to search, he has to search for his French name. But what was his French name?

"what are you doing?"

Being stared at by Zhuang Jingchun's deep green eyes, Xu Xizhou suddenly felt a little guilty, and quickly put away his mobile phone and laughed twice.

"Just look at the news, nothing."

This is a retro Chinese restaurant with a huge LCD TV hanging on the wall, playing a variety show in China themed on family reunion.

Xu Xizhou didn't dare to meet Zhuang Jingchun's eyes, his eyes wandered around, and he caught a glimpse of the LCD TV on the wall.

In this episode, the host helped a pair of parents find their daughter who was abandoned in the wild by them. The now grown-up daughter is invited to the stage and is about to be reunited with his biological parents.

"The audience on the field, let's count down together, three two one! Xiaorou, please open your eyes!"

Seeing the two unfamiliar faces who had abandoned her more than 20 years ago but were now full of tears, Xiaorou had no expression on her face except for a hint of shock.

The host seemed a little puzzled by her reaction, "Xiaorou, your parents finally found you, shouldn't you hug them?"

Xiaorou stood on the stage, she glanced at the adoptive parents under the stage, and shook her head firmly.

"I know, Xiaorou, you are still blaming them for abandoning you at the beginning, but they also have difficulties. At least you are very happy now, aren't you? No matter what, they are your blood relatives..."

What a shit host!

Xu Xizhou couldn't watch it any longer, so he asked the waiter for the remote control, pressed it hard, and turned off the TV.

Zhuang Jingchun looked down at him slightly.

He had never seen Xu Xizhou so angry before. Apart from being angry, the boy seemed to have a little bit of powerlessness.

When the dish was brought up, Xu Xizhou tried to calm himself down. He picked up his chopsticks and wanted to pick up the vegetables, but found that his hands were shaking.