Listen to the Wind Embrace You

-The text is completed on June 19, 2024~Thank you for supporting the original version! I'm a coward director × a handsome hormone racer Poor body shape/ambiguous attraction Ning Shuang works part-time as an NPC in a horror-themed escape room. She played the role of a young lady whose husband died on her wedding night. All she had to do was wear a red wedding dress, sit on the bedside and recite her lines, and her life was very comfortable. Until one day, a "demolition team" rushed into the venue. Not only did they destroy the props, but they also clamored to betroth the young lady to the captain for a second marriage. Ning Shuang:? Before she could react, she was carried on the shoulders by a strong man as strong as an ox and carried to her "husband". The man wearing flowerpot-soled embroidered shoes suddenly fell to the ground, knelt down to his "husband" unsteadily, and gave a grand salute. The strong man immediately applauded: "Okay, let's worship the heaven and the earth, okay!" Ning Shuang was so frightened that she got up and ran away. The scene was very lively, but the man who was being heckled seemed to be aloof from the incident, lazily leaning against the wall. He was wearing the most ordinary short-sleeved black T-shirt, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a smile on his lips. Ning Shuang met his eyes in panic. The hormonal breath that hit her face made her heart beat faster, and her pulse sounded loudly in the dim candlelight. - One day later, Ji Xinglan went to personally carry the young lady out. His eyes were like stars and his eyebrows were deep, and he put the person into the car gently. Ning Shuang's heartbeat stagnated slightly: "What... What are you doing?" "Second marriage," Ji Xinglan put his thin lips close to her ear and spoke softly, "Go and complete the formalities now." "..." - When the two received their certificates, Ji Xinglan aspired to the top of F1. The man behaved calmly as always, but his ambition was flamboyant. He spent his whole life pursuing the limit of the high pressure his heart could withstand and listening to the roar of the engine passing through the asphalt. Finally, he was able to wear the national flag at this moment and personally write China's miracle in the history of world F1. 1V1 / double first love / double secret love * ——The column "Learning Badly" has been published—— There is a little girl in Xie Yan's class, Jiang Qingqing, who has a gentle name and speaks softly. She has a very soft personality and looks very easy to bully. During the military training, she spoke as a representative of the new students and swore that she would become a police officer with an inspiring expression. Everyone in the audience was amused by her appearance. After school that day, Xie Yan walked out of the school gate, his empty schoolbag hanging on his left shoulder, and he was discussing with his brothers which bastard he would teach him a lesson later. Halfway through, he was stopped by a thin voice from behind. "Xie Yan, do you want to fight?" "Why," the young man raised his eyebrows and turned his head, seeing that her whole body was covered under his large school uniform jacket, like she was wearing a parent's clothes, he couldn't help but smile, "Are you going to arrest me, little police officer?" Jiang Qingqing nodded seriously. She took off the scarf that was neatly tied at the collar, twisted it into a handcuff shape, and tied it around his wrist. She then grabbed the remaining part and tugged, asking him to go back with her. "I can come with you," Xie Yan leaned over and pressed her completely into his shadow, "on condition that-" "The condition is that you are not allowed to fight again." Jiang Qingqing said. Why is this person still eating and taking it? "Okay," Xie Yan was pulled by her, and while walking, he turned back to the brothers and said, "Let's wait another day." Jiang Qingqing rarely said loudly: "There is no other day!" The brothers had never seen this scene before and asked confusedly: "Brother Xie Yan, who do you listen to?" The little girl walked hurriedly ahead, not realizing that the scarf buttons had fallen apart. Xie Yan grabbed the other end, freed his right hand and waved it behind him. "——Of course she is." * Little bastard x good girl / two-way redemption Interested little angels please move here~ Concept: If miracles have a color, it must be Chinese Red!