The day Oscar Piastri signed his F1 contract, the first person he wanted to tell was Lin Chuxia.
He rushed into her apartment with his helmet in his arms. She was up late writing her thesis, with a photo of him karting at age twelve still on her computer screensaver.
"Xiaxia, I did it!"
The stars in the boy's eyes shone brighter than the podium.
She smiled and ruffled his sweat-damp blond hair. "I knew our little Oscar could do it."
The instant her fingertips brushed his burning ear, the boy froze.
Even taking a corner at 300 kilometers per hour on the track hadn't made his heart pound this loudly.
Please note before reading:
1. The male lead is Oscar Piastri. This is dream-girl fiction, written purely for personal enjoyment.
2. The female lead is Piastri's older neighbor. They are not related by blood. She has always treated him like a younger brother, but this is not an incest story!
3. The timeline is all over the place. Don't scrutinize it.
Theme: Redemption
