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When Xu Xizhou heard his words, he immediately became flushed, neither denying nor refuting.
Ren Huamin looked at him with a smile, with wisdom and enlightenment in his eyes.
"You don't have a few days off, so hurry up and do whatever you want, and it's the same with whoever you want. You don't have to stay with me, a bad old man, understand?"
"But grandpa..."
Before Xu Xizhou finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind.
"Old Ren, you agreed to play chess with me, why did you let me dove again?"
An old man with gray hair and a thick cotton coat came over with a cane.
"Isn't it because you were afraid that you wouldn't win against me, so you found a helper?"
"Old Zhang, don't talk nonsense, I still can't beat you? You can't beat me, right? Last time I saw that I was about to lose, who was the one who messed up the chessboard? Isn't it you?"
"Old Ren, I think you have some kind of amnesia, your memory is confused! It's you who messed up the chessboard!"
Both of them are old men in their 80s, but they are as naive as elementary school students when they quarrel.
Seeing this scene, Xu Xizhou laughed a little, it seemed that Ren Huamin was quite happy in the nursing home.
"Xiaozhou, you see, it's fine for me to be alone here. You can see whoever you want, don't worry about me."
Xu Xizhou hummed softly, bent down, and leaned against Ren Huamin's ear.
"Grandpa, then I'll go directly to Wancheng?"
"Go, I won't give you away, just play two chess games with Lao Zhang."
Xu Xizhou nodded, covered the blanket on his knees, and pushed him into the chess and card room.
As he was leaving, he could hear the babble behind him.
"This little handsome guy is really your grandson? Why doesn't he look like you at all?"
"Old Zhang, I just want to play psychological warfare when I play chess. This kind of trick is not worth it."
...
Xu Xizhou left the nursing home and was about to book a flight ticket on his mobile phone when he saw a silver sports car parked on the side of the road, his eyebrows moved, and a very bold idea suddenly appeared.
It is the Spring Festival now, and the air tickets are tight. It is unlikely that he wants to book a flight to Wancheng today. Why don't he just drive there?
Xu Xizhou checked the navigation and found that it takes more than 900 kilometers from City B to Wancheng, which takes about ten hours. If there is no traffic jam on the highway, it is estimated that it will be faster.
If he sets out now, he will be able to see Zhuang Jingchun at night.
With determination, Xu Xizhou hurried back to Ren Zhai, quickly packed his things, took some snacks and mineral water, and stuffed them into the co-pilot.
He said hello to his aunt at home, and sent a text message to Shu Yue, saying that he was going to drive back to Wancheng.
Just after the text message was sent, Shu Yue's call came.
"Xiaozhou, do you want to drive back to Wancheng by yourself? How can this be possible? Wancheng is so far away that you have to drive for ten hours. It's so tiring, so call the driver."
"Mom, I can rest on the road, and I don't drive all the time. And you forget, I'm a race car driver, and driving a car for a long time is nothing to me."
Shu Yue hesitated, "But..."
"Mom, I know what you're thinking, don't worry, I'm scared to death as a person. Driving is definitely safety first, speed second, and there won't be any problems."
Shu Yue knew she couldn't persuade him, so she sighed softly.
"You, you have a temper with your father."
After setting the route, Xu Xizhou got into the sports car, feeling a little excited.
This is his first time trying to drive long-distance by himself. Although the route is not familiar, he should follow the navigation and there should be no problem.
After waiting for the high speed, Xu Xizhou looked at the regressing scenery outside the window, and his mood gradually opened up. He turned the car's stereo to maximum and hummed to the tune of rock music.
Except for refueling once in the middle and going to the bathroom the next time, Xu Xizhou never rested. He overtook countless cars along the way, always staying below the maximum speed limit. It would have taken him more than ten hours to travel, but it took Xu Xizhou only eight hours to get there.
When I got down from the high-speed toll station in Wancheng, it was already dark. The dank breath permeated in. When the excitement passed, Xu Xizhou remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner.
His stomach growled with hunger, and as soon as the speed was high, he touched a package of beef jerky in the snack bag and stuffed it into his mouth.
When we got to the garden, it was already late at night.
Xu Xizhou parked the car in front of the carved iron gate and smiled slightly when he looked at the familiar house number.
Opening the door and getting out of the car, the wet and biting cold wind blew, but he didn't feel cold at all.
He called Zhuang Jingchun.
The other party seems to be still in the company, and there is the sound of the printer running in the background.
"Xiaozhou, what's the matter?"
"Can't I find you if I have nothing to do?" Xu Xizhou touched his nose, and his tone sounded a little coquettish.
Zhuang Jingchun gave the information in his hand to the assistant, stood up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Of course, you can find me whenever you want."
"Guess where I am now?" Xu Xizhou couldn't contain his excitement.
Zhuang Jingchun seemed to have a premonition, her eyes widened slightly, and her fingers clenched the phone unconsciously.
"You shouldn't..."
"I'm downstairs in your house now!" Xu Xizhou couldn't wait for him to guess, and couldn't wait to say it.
Zhuang Jingchun was surprised and delighted, "When did you come here, why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"I drove the car that McLaren gave me. I checked the navigation, it would have taken ten hours, but I only drove eight hours to get there, you say I'm not good force?"
"You drove here alone?" Zhuang Jingchun couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, I didn't even eat, I just wanted to get to Wancheng quickly."
How could there be such a fool who drove across most of China by himself just to see him?