Before Xu Xizhou was immersed in training at the base, the only person who could compare was his teammate Charles. When the free practice session began, when his stats were to be compared with 19 other drivers, he felt unprecedented pressure and anxiety.

The second practice session on Friday night ended, and it was past eleven o'clock.

The entire desert was silent and immersed in darkness, only the track was brightly lit, as if it were daylight.

Xu Xizhou's grades were not up and down, and he was stuck in the middle. After the technical meeting with the engineer, Carl left him in the conference room.

"Xu, your results in today's practice session are not very good. This is not the level that an F2 champion should have."

Xu Xizhou's head drooped slightly, his fingers biting nervously at the edge of the table.

"I know, I'm just a little tied up, and I always feel like I can't let go."

Carl could probably see what he was thinking, his thick black eyebrows wrinkled, and he looked at Xu Xizhou with concern.

"I know that you have just joined F1. As a rookie, it is normal to have pressure. You have to learn how to turn this pressure into motivation, and don't let down the team's expectations for you, okay?"

Xu Xizhou nodded.

"I will work hard."

After leaving the track, he walked slowly back to the hotel by himself. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the lobby, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Austin!"

Zhuang Jingchun had promised him before that he would come to see the opening game in Bahrain. He didn't expect him to come over on Friday. Xu Xizhou was very surprised and ran up to hug him quickly.

His hug was too strong, and Zhuang Jingchun was staggered by him, took two steps back, and supported him with a slightly unstable center of gravity.

"How did you know I was staying at this hotel?"

"I asked Charles."

"Okay you, it's as if a spy was placed beside me."

Xu Xizhou smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck, and was about to kiss his face when a cough suddenly came from his ear.

"The boat."

Not-so-standard Chinese sounded.

Xu Xizhou turned his head and saw that it was Zhuang Jingchun's father who was also here.

"uncle."

"Originally, your Aunt Jiang also came to watch the game, but she has some business in the country, so she didn't come, don't you mind?" The kind-faced Father Zhuang looked at him with a smile.

"Of course I don't mind. Next time you two want to watch the game, just tell me in advance, and I'll reserve your tickets for you."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, it's the same for us to buy our own tickets. I'll go out for a walk, you and Austin continue, leave me alone."

Father Zhuang walked out of the lobby with exceptional understanding.

Xu Xizhou took Zhuang Jingchun's hand and went back to his room.

As soon as the door closed, he couldn't wait to wrap his arms around Zhuang Jingchun's neck and sealed the man's lips.

Zhuang Jingchun was obviously taken aback by his enthusiasm, her light green pupils widened slightly, and she didn't know how to place her hands for a while.

"Xiaozhou, I..."

"We'll talk about it later."

Suspecting that his glasses were in the way, Xu Xizhou reached out and took them off, put them in his pocket, hugged Zhuang Jingchun's waist, and couldn't wait to kiss his lips again.

At the end of the kiss, both of them were a little hypoxic.

Xu Xizhou hung on Zhuang Jingchun panting as if he had run 800 meters, and wrapped his arms around his waist and refused to let go.

"What did you just say?"

"The keys to your new house are ready."

Zhuang Jingchun calmed down and took out a simple key from his pocket for him.

"I went to see it a few days ago. The overall decoration is very good, but there are still some details that need to be improved."

Xu Xizhou had also seen the photos he sent before. The house was located in the suburbs of London. It was the kind of English-style single-family villa he dreamed of, with a courtyard in front and a garden in the back.

The decoration style is Nordic style, simple and neat, Xu Xizhou liked it at first sight.

"It's so fast, I thought it would take a while." Xu Xizhou took the key and looked at it. Satisfied, he put it in his pocket and returned Zhuang Jingchun's glasses to him.

"When the Bahrain station is over, let's go to see the new house together."

Zhuang Jingchun put on her glasses and looked at him tenderly, "Okay, the furniture in the room hasn't been bought yet, we can go take a look at it when the time comes."

"Don't leave tonight, just sleep with me."

Xu Xizhou jumped onto the bed and patted the position beside him.

Zhuang Jingchun laughed helplessly, walked over, and sat down beside him.

Xu Xizhou rubbed against his shoulder, and couldn't help but want to kiss him. Zhuang Jingchun looked amused, reached out and squeezed his face.

"What's the matter with you today? As soon as you see me, it's like a piece of rice cake. It sticks to me and refuses to come down."

Xu Xizhou's thick eyelashes trembled, looking at him a little hurt, "Why, you don't like me clinging to you? Then I'll go..."

He showed an aggrieved expression, stood up sadly, just walked out, and was dragged back by Zhuang Jingchun.

The man hugged him from behind and kissed his ear on the shoulder.

"I like it very much. However, are you so attached to me because the game is too tense?"

"Maybe, maybe, probably." Xu Xizhou felt a little guilty.

Zhuang Jingchun laughed a little, "So, you are treating me as a power bank. When you have no energy, come to me to charge?"

"It seems so, but you are my exclusive power bank, and no one else will use it."

Hearing Xu Xizhou's tone, he seemed quite proud.

Looking at the attachment in the boy's eyes, a place in Zhuang Jingchun's heart collapsed unconsciously, he hugged Xu Xizhou tighter, stretched out his hand to grab his chin, and made him turn his face.

"Then I've used this power bank to the fullest, and I'll charge you for a while."

After speaking, he kissed Xu Xizhou on the lips.