[The end of the year+substitute literature+racing driver]
The champagne at the celebration party was swirling in the glasses, and cheers came like a flood.
The light on the podium was so bright that it made people's eyes burn.
Jiang Yubai stood in the middle of the crowd, but felt that the silence in his ears was terrifying - Shen Zhaoran was not here at such a noisy moment.
He took out his phone and the screen was dark.
The car was sent for repairs, and now she was standing on the side of the street, swallowed up by the traffic and neon lights.
The street lights flickered on and off, like a broken signal light, and the world completely isolated her at this moment.
Until there were rapid footsteps behind him.
"Found you. "
Jiang Yubai's breathing was unsteady as he ran, and his hair stuck to the side of his neck in a slightly messy manner.
Shen Zhaoran looked back at Jiang Yubai. She didn't understand why Jiang Yubai could always make her his only coordinate in the busiest moments, just like she could never understand how one person could love another person so paranoidly - she had never loved anyone like this, let alone been loved like this.
But when Jiang Yubai grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, she suddenly felt that it wasn't important anymore.
"Jiang Yubai, shouldn't you be at the celebration party?"
"I just feel that you should be by my side when there is a lot of noise."
He had been chasing extreme speed all his life, but with her, he was as patient as if he was waiting for a green light that would never come on.
"Dark and paranoid racing driver × sober and cold agent"
"He won all the games, but he just wanted to win in her eyes."
Intention: To love someone is to fight and grab.
