"You should go out for a walk now and broaden your horizons."

As he spoke, he pushed the wheelchair in the corner. Xu Xizhou suddenly looked in disbelief.

"I'm not in a wheelchair yet, am I?"

"Just in case, the doctor said you were walking too fast and you might feel dizzy."

"Didn't you still hold me?"

Xu Xizhou refused the wheelchair very strongly, put on his shoes and got out of bed, wrapped Zhuang Jingchun's arm with one hand, and winked playfully.

"What else did the doctor say? Please finish it all at once."

Zhuang Jingchun glanced at him. The boy wore a loose striped hospital gown with a somewhat wide neckline, revealing the honey-colored collarbone and neck. Without thinking, he took off his trench coat and put it on Xu Xizhou's shoulders.

"Put more on, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's not like an Italian doctor would say." Xu Xizhou pulled up the windbreaker on his shoulders, feeling a little warm in his heart.

The two walked back and forth in the corridor of the ward for a few times. When they were about to return to the ward, Xu Xizhou suddenly heard the sound of being smashed from the next door.

"Go out and leave me alone!"

It was Blake's voice, annoyed, powerless, and sad.

The door of the ward was opened, Xu Xizhou saw the team manager of the Trey team come out, and his expression was not very good.

"Xu, how is your health?" The team manager greeted him with a smile when he saw him.

"It's okay, I should be able to participate in the next race in Sochi."

"That's good, in case you are like Blake..." The team manager didn't say anything, just sighed deeply.

Xu Xizhou glanced at the closed door of the ward next door, with a worried expression on his face.

Zhuang Jingchun seemed to see what he was thinking, and whispered, "Want to take a look?"

Xu Xizhou thought for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Wait here, I'll be out right away."

He walked to the door of the ward, curled his fingers tentatively, and knocked on the door.

"Didn't I say so? Get out of here and leave me alone!" Blake's tone was very irritable.

"Black, it's me." Xu Xizhou said softly.

Hearing his voice, Blake didn't speak for a long time. Taking this opportunity, Xu Xizhou twisted the door handle and walked in.

The curtains were only half open, the light in the ward was dim, and the blood-red sunset shone in from outside and fell on Blake's side face.

The young man was lying on the hospital bed with no energy, and he didn't have the usual arrogance at all.

Xu Xizhou's eyes fell on his bandaged arm, and his face unconsciously showed regret and regret.

For a racing driver, he knows better than anyone what an arm injury means.

This is almost a devastating blow.

Xu Xizhou sat beside his bed and didn't speak. Blake was waiting for him to comfort him with a heavy face like others, but he didn't wait for him to speak for a long time.

Instead, he was even more irritable, and couldn't help but turn his face and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here?"

"Can't I come to see you?" Xu Xizhou looked puzzled.

"Ninety percent of the blame for that accident lies with me. I ruined your podium, shouldn't you be gnashing your teeth at me at this time?"

Xu Xizhou blinked, "Then I... didn't I come to see your tragic end? Besides... you didn't just ruin my podium, you almost ruined your own racing career."

Blake snorted coldly, "You don't need to remind me."

Seeing that he still had the energy to argue with him, Xu Xizhou couldn't help but smile.

"On the bright side, you just had a broken arm and you'll be able to drive the car when you recover. You're pretty lucky compared to those racers who died in accidents, aren't you?"

Blake didn't speak, just pursed his lips.

After a long while, he glanced at the boy sitting beside the bed.

"I can understand how you felt last year. At that time... I was a little impulsive and said something excessive to you, sorry."

"I thought I couldn't wait for your apology in my life." Xu Xizhou smiled indifferently.

He teased Blake for a few more words, and then closed it when he saw it. He was about to leave the ward when Blake's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Xu Xizhou, you must enter F1."

Xu Xizhou paused, and Blake's deep voice sounded again.

"I'm willing to lose to you."

The next day, Xu Xizhou was discharged from the hospital impatiently after a complete physical examination and confirmed that there were no major problems.

He can't devote himself to training for the time being, and can only rest. There are still more than ten days before the competition in Russia. He has to get healthy as soon as possible so that he will not miss the practice match in Russia.

After seeing that he was in good health, the Ren family returned to the country first. Only Shu Yue was uneasy and accompanied him to the UK.

"Xiao Zhuang, come out to eat."

In the past few days, in Xu Xizhou's apartment, Shu Yue is all cooking. Zhuang Jingchun tried to help several times, but Shu Yue threw him out.

Hearing the woman's gentle voice, Zhuang Jingchun quickly closed the computer, got up and walked out.

In the living room, Xu Xizhou had already set the tableware and chopsticks on the dining table. Seeing that he turned to go to the kitchen to serve soup, Zhuang Jingchun hurriedly stood in front of him.

"I'm coming, your hands need to rest."

Wearing an apron, Shu Yue saw this scene in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

After dinner, she let the young couple go out for a walk, and stayed in the living room to clean up the dishes.

After cleaning the kitchen and passing Xu Xizhou's room, she saw the wrinkled blanket on the ground, her brows wrinkled slightly, and she couldn't help but walk in.

Although Shu Yue has no cleanliness addiction, as a mother, seeing her son's messy room, she can't help but try to clean it up. After changing Xu Xizhou's old sheets, she opened the closet and searched several spaces before finding the new sheets at the very end.