The restaurant of this hotel is a bit more special than other hotels, serving food and beverages 24 hours a day, so now at ten o'clock in the evening, there are still a few tables in the restaurant.
There was only one box with the door closed. Ji Ran walked over without thinking. When he opened the door, He Suiran was sitting on the sofa with the corner of his mouth raised, taking a selfie with his phone.
"..." Ji Ran pretended to close the door and leave.
"Oh no." He Suiran laughed twice, "Come in and sit."
Ji Ran felt that this person had changed too much. He used to be so introverted that he wondered if he was suffering from depression, but now he is scratching his head on the phone.
He sat across from He Suiran, and cocked his legs.
He Suiran shook the phone and explained, "The task the company gave me is to take a picture a week to keep the topic on topic."
Ji Ran is not interested in these things. He nodded: "Are you looking for me for something?"
He Suiran smiled and said, "You can't talk about the past when you have nothing to do?"
"What is there to talk about between us." Ji Ran said.
"You're still the same as before."
Ji Ran was embarrassed to hear it, how did it sound like they knew each other before
"I didn't expect to see you as soon as I returned to China." He Suiran said, "It seems that we have a lot of fate. What do you want to eat? You just finished swimming. You must be hungry, right?"
Ji Ran leaned back: "Are you still in that club?"
"Yes, but the contract expires next year."
Ji Ran understood: "Where are you going to change jobs?"
He Suiran smiled: "Ferrari."
Ji Ran's index finger moved invisibly.
Chester Kennelly's team.
"The contract has been negotiated, and now it's time to wait for the contract to expire." He Suiran said, "I went to the headquarters to see, there are a lot of equipment and signatures about Kennelly hanging there, and there are some games that are not open to the public. Trivia. If you're interested, I can show you there."
The waiter brought the food that had been ordered earlier to the table.
Ji Ran remained motionless and asked, "Is the previous club willing to let you go?"
"Of course not, it took a long time." He Suiran took a sip of water, "but they didn't consider me a gold medalist, they just wanted to touch the domestic market with me. If it was you... I'm afraid you really don't. Good to leave."
Ji Ran said: "Don't say anything unnecessary."
He Suiran had to ask him, "Why don't you run a racing car?"
Ji Ran glanced at him coldly.
He Suiran was not affected at all and asked directly, "Because of family matters?"
This is the question that He Suran has been keeping in mind for the past few years.
Without asking clearly, he felt that he would never be able to forget the person in front of him in his life.
"You eat slowly." Ji Ran ran out of patience and was just about to get up.
He Suiran grabbed his hand suddenly, Ji Ran quickly pulled it out, "You want to die?"
"I just want to have a good chat with you." He Suiran said, "You were running so fast back then, even if you were abroad, those foreigners wouldn't necessarily be able to beat you—"
Ji Ran was very irritable.
Today is an appointment all over the world, do you want to tell him about the past? !
"You're wrong." Ji Ran leaned back and looked at him blankly, "Not only at that time, but now I run very fast."
He Suiran's eyes lit up: "Then let's have a match?"
Ji Ran thought it was funny, He Suiran is now in this coffee place, and it costs five or six figures for a casual run.
"No, you have so much energy, it's better to practice more and don't lose too badly in next month's game."
He Suiran was startled: "You also know that there will be competitions in China next month..."
Ji Ran paused: "I heard it by chance."
"This is my last match at the current club." He Suiran said, "It's in Mancheng, do you want to come? I can give you VIP tickets."
Ji Ran sneered: "I lack your ticket?"
"Well, I'll wait for you that day, and I'll run well. If you want, I'd like to invite you to visit my car."
"I'm not interested in your car." Ji Ran said, "If you dare to show the car to strangers, you won't be afraid that the car will be manipulated?"
"You wouldn't." He Suiran smiled, "We're not strangers either. Strictly speaking, we should be barely... ex-teammates?"
What did he think of, "By the way, I just saw you and Qin Man walking together, are you reconciled?"
Ji Ran: "We didn't quarrel, what's the deal with?"
He Suiran wanted to ask more carefully, but the phone on the table suddenly rang, he picked it up and looked at it, his expression changed slightly.
"Maybe it's time for us to go." He Suiran stood up, "There are media taking pictures outside."
Hold.
Ji Ran felt that these reporters were just forming a group to find him unhappy recently.
The two quickly left the restaurant, and as soon as they walked to the lobby, they heard He Suiran say, "The two people on the sofa are filming us."
Ji Ran just wanted to look over, but He Suiran stepped in front of him, and reached out to stop his shoulders.
"Keep your head down, don't talk."
The distance between the two was drawn closer, the smell of cologne penetrated into Ji Ran's nose, and he couldn't help frowning.
The last time in the cemetery, Qin Man had done a similar action. Qin Man's palm was bigger and held it firmly. There was no such pungent smell, nor would it make him feel awkward.
Ji Ran subconsciously broke his hand: "I will go by myself."
After getting on the elevator, He Suiran smiled and said, "That's how these media are, they have to film everything. Actually, I didn't do anything bad, but it's annoying to be followed every day."
Ji Ran ignored him and pressed the floor of his room. After the elevator arrived, he walked out: "I'm going back."
"Wait." He Suiran stopped him, "How long have you lived here?"
Ji Ran frowned: "Why?"
"I have a gift that I've always wanted to give you, but I'm not here now. I'll ask my assistant to bring it over tomorrow." He Suiran said, "You will definitely like it."
What a good gift to give
Ji Ran said: "No need, keep it for yourself."
"It's just a meeting, it won't take much of your time." He Suran insisted, "I will try my best to say hello to those media and let them leave..."
"Since you know that you are being followed by the media every day, don't implicate others."
A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Qin Man walked out of the corner with a smirk on his lips, but what he said was not polite, "He doesn't like dealing with those people very much, why don't you meet them."
Seeing him, Ji Ran was stunned: "...how did you come out?"
"It's boring to sit and go out for a walk." Qin Man said.
He Suiran said: "I will handle it well, there will be no media."
"Understood." It really doesn't matter if we meet, anyway, he will be in the hotel these two days. Ji Ran didn't like standing in the corridor talking about things, and said, "If you have anything to do, please contact me again. The phone number is..."
"I have your old phone number." He Suran interrupted him, "It hasn't changed, right?"
When did he exchange phone numbers with He Suiran
"… no change."
"Okay, I will contact you." He Suiran smiled, ignoring Qin Man's vague eyes, "Good night."
As soon as Ji Ran returned to the room, he saw Qin Man's computer was on.
He glanced at random, and was immediately shocked: "Why are you looking at this... How did you find it?"
On the computer is a video of his game a few years ago. The picture quality is blurry, Ji Ran would hardly recognize it if he hadn't seen his car.
"Found it."
"Hello, what are you doing watching this?" Ji Ran felt ashamed when he saw a close-up of himself on the screen, and wanted to turn it off.
"I also want to see what you looked like when you were racing." Qin Man said.
Ji Ran paused: "...What's so good about that?"
Qin Man's eyes sank.
Of course it looks good, otherwise how can you let others think about it for so long
—
"How is it, have you seen the person you want to see?" On the phone, the teammate asked.
He Suiran laughed and closed the door of the room: "I see."
"How about it?"
"The character is the same as before." He Suiran said.
"Oh, you know, I'm not interested in his character. I just want to know how strong a racer you can always think about."
He Suiran smiled, but in the end he didn't say anything.
After hanging up, he threw his phone on the bed, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and quietly overlooked the night view outside.
Ji Ran can be regarded as the deepest stroke in his life.
His family was poor, but he was fascinated by racing cars since he was a child. The family did not support him, so he worked as a part-time job to make money to rent a car, and his living expenses did not exceed 30 yuan per week.
Later, he finally got into the eyes of the training team in a small race, and became a racing driver with Ji Ran.
He hasn't won a game since.
Ji Ran is like a big mountain, standing firmly in front of him every game, he can't get over it, and he can't see the scenery on the other side.
Later, before a certain game, the dealer who opened the periphery found him.
The other party asked him to run well in a few days of competition, saying that he would buy Ji Ran and make a lot of money.
He could have refused - as long as he didn't play.
But he still went.
He couldn't resist the temptation to win. He knows that a foreign team is recruiting people all over the world during this time, and it has recently arrived in the city, and there is a high chance of appearing in that game.
As long as he enters that team, he can get better training, and one day, he will be able to surpass Ji Ran and become another mountain.
In that game, he tried his best, but in the end he lost to Ji Ran with a big time difference.
The wonderful clips on the big screen were all of Ji Ran's figure. He Suran stood outside the crowd and suddenly accepted his fate.
Some people are born with a wealthy family background and amazing talents. Ji Ran is such a person. If he puts him in the crowd, even if he doesn't speak, he is the most eye-catching one.
I don't have this life.
After receiving the runner-up prize, he heard that Ji Ran rejected the banker's request and reported the other party. The banker even threatened to kill Ji Ran before entering.
At that moment, an unknown emotion poured out of his chest.
What he wanted to do but dared not do, Ji Ran helped him do it.
Even his poor jealousy was almost gone.
He planned to resign from the coach that night, plan to go home and study hard, find an ordinary job, and stop dreaming these unrealistic dreams.
As a result, as soon as he entered the locker room, he heard the conversation between the two.
"Our club's conditions are very rich, and there are reservations in the contract. With your strength, if you run for two years, your worth will definitely more than double."
"Really, how much." The boy's voice was condescending.
The man reported the number, a number He Suiran never thought of.
"You want to sign me so little?" Ji Ran sneered, "Forget it, let me tell you straight, I won't sign. I'm not interested in your club."
The man was amused: "Then what club are you interested in? Do you want to join Ferrari?"
"Yeah." Ji Ran laughed loudly, "If Ferrari came to invite me, I might consider it."
The people in the club were silent, but they didn't even say anything back for a while.
Everyone knows that Ji Ran is a talented player, and he works hard. With time, he can't really tell.
He Suiran didn't like listening to people in the corner, so he turned around and was about to leave.
"If you really want to recruit new people, the second place today is just barely enough." The boy inside suddenly said.
With Yuji Ran here, who would pay attention to other racers.
"Second place?"
"Well, although he's not as fast as me, he's very stable in cornering, haven't you seen it? It's just that the car is a little rotten." Ji Ran smiled openly, "Otherwise, he might not lose me by so many seconds."
A few days later, he received an invitation from that club.
He Suiran has always kept this matter in his heart. Since then, when others ask him which racer he likes the most, his answer is Ji Ran.
Others looked puzzled and said they had not heard of it. He thought, okay, in a few years, he'll let you guys know him on the track.
Unexpectedly, he waited and waited, and did not wait for Ji Ran to appear on the field, and it was only later that he heard that Ji Ran had stopped playing racing.
He Suiran closed his eyes and pressed the automatic switch button of the curtain.
He suddenly remembered that when they parted just now, Qin Man reached out and held Ji Ran. Ji Ran didn't hide, and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this action.
Ordinary friends will not do such intimate actions, and the relationship between the two is clear.
Ji Ran actually likes men? Do you still like Qin Man's type
... Then when they went to bed, who was Ji Ran
A fragrant picture emerged in his mind, and He Suran was startled and quickly interrupted his thoughts.
He pondered for a long time, took out his mobile phone, and sent Ji Ran a message.
[Have breakfast together tomorrow morning?]