End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"Hello, can I go for a ride?"

Mikaela was standing by the door of the Lamborghini car. Because of the convertible top, she had a clear view of the inside of the car. She looked at this super sports car with envy and fantasized about owning one herself.

Because of her family, she has been in contact with cars since she was a child, and her hobby is car modification. However, she has no money, so she can only enjoy herself in the garage.

"city center?"

Russell glanced at Mikaela suspiciously. According to the plot, she should sit on the Bumblebee and act as the heroine of the vase for 2 consecutive episodes, until she was kicked off by the director after she uttered wild words.

"Yes, can I trouble you to give me a ride?" Mikaela clasped her hands together, raised her eyebrows and gave Russell a shock.

"I have to say, your acting skills are really bad..."

Russell laughed softly, pushed the car and got off, and sat on the co-pilot under Mikaela's puzzled gaze: "Do you want to try it, the push back feeling of accelerating from 100 kilometers in 2.9 seconds!"

Pie fell from the sky, Mikaela pointed at her face, and said in disbelief: "Sir, are you serious, let me drive?"

"That's right, I just heard the conversation between you and your boyfriend..."

"Not anymore!"

"OK, I just heard about the relationship between you and your ex-boyfriend..."

"That's just a passerby!"

"Well, I just heard the conversation between you and passer-by A, he said that you are only suitable for playing with bumper cars." Russell pointed at the driver's seat: "I think what he said is right, so, want to try this bumper car? "

"YES!"

Mikaela was so excited that she clenched her fists violently, fearing that Russell would repent, and quickly ran into the driver's seat. She adjusted the seat, put on the seat belt, and fumbled with her hands on the steering wheel, her eyes shining like Sam.

Pressing the start button like a fighter jet, Mikaela suddenly paused: "Sir, if you do this, you won't be afraid that I will crash the car?"

"Isn't bumper cars just for crashing?"

In an instant, Mikaela felt her breathing stagnate, her heartbeat accelerated wildly, she blushed and dared not look at Russell any more, and whispered: "If it crashes, don't blame me."

"It's okay, just buy a new one if it breaks."

Mikaela's eyes widened, and her crazily accelerated heartbeat suddenly stopped. She never knew that a man could be so handsome!

In contrast, Passerby A, whose mind is full of shit, and Sam, a walking hormone, are like scum in the sea of ​​people.

"Hurry up, it's 10 miles from here to downtown, I'll help you time it."

...

Because of the excellent driving experience, Mikaela didn't want to let go of the steering wheel. With Russell's permission, he drove back and forth again.

When the two returned to the city center again, it was already dinner time in the evening. When they learned that Russell lived alone and had to prepare dinner by himself when they got home, Mikaela volunteered to invite Russell to dinner.

Looking at the Lamborghini, you can tell that Russell is not a poor person. Mikaela is embarrassed to deal with it casually, so she made a special trip to a restaurant with a slightly higher grade, which may cost her a lot of savings. But she thinks it's worth it, not to mention whether it's because of temptation, just because of Russell's attitude towards her, she wants to make this friend.

His mother passed away early, and Mikaela grew up with his father, living in a very bad environment. My father repairs the car during the day and steals the car to repair it at night, because he is afraid that she will have an accident alone, so he takes her with him no matter it is day or night.

Later, her father was arrested and imprisoned, and she also became a juvenile delinquent. Her childhood was miserable.

Mikaela is far more precocious than precocious girls. She is lonely inside and extremely insecure, so that her aesthetics tends to be muscular men rather than handsome and rich playboys.

Like muscular men is the appearance, this kind of girl longs for caring, and it is very easy to get a good impression. First of all, give her enough respect, and second... Just spoil her!

Congratulations to Russell, he captured the heart of a young girl inadvertently. Although he was probably idle and bored to pass the time, Mikaela didn't think so. Being by Russell's side was extremely satisfying on a spiritual level.

"Uh, this time it cost you money, next time... next time I will definitely treat you to a big meal.

"Mikayla held the steering wheel, Russell was very gentleman at the checkout, once again made her feel caring, that kind of meticulous feeling, she felt addicted.

"It should be me to say thank you. Men are the most handsome when they swipe their cards. Thank you for giving me a chance to pretend to be handsome."

Mikaela didn't think too much, and subconsciously said what was in her heart: "No, you are handsome even when you don't swipe your card."

"Thank you, you are charming too."

Mikaela was extremely satisfied when she heard the words. It was just a polite remark, but it made her heart ache. She asked tremblingly, "Russell, where is your home? I'll take you home."

Russell: "..."

Girl, this is my car! Also, here are my lines!

Facing Russell's puzzled eyes, Mikaela said embarrassedly: "I wasted most of your time today, and I'm so sorry to bother you to take me home. I'll just take a taxi back later."

In fact, Mikaela didn't want Russell to see her house, a two-story building made of simple boards, full of auto parts, full of engine oil smell.

Every girl will show her charm in front of the person she likes, and they will try their best to hide their sloppy side, which is normal, especially a girl like Mikaela who has a slightly inferior past.

Russell pointed to the night sky: "This is the United States, no one would be stupid enough to let a beautiful girl take a taxi home alone, and you don't want to be in the headlines tomorrow, right?"

"But... but I..." Mikaela's forehead was sweating, and he had an idea, and said far-fetchedly: "Actually, my father is holding a party at home tonight, and he only wears pajamas. He invited a lot of those... Woman...you know, I'm not going back now."

Russell: "..."

Sister, Jeff told me everything, your dad is still in jail, is it really okay to let him take the blame? If it gets out, he has escaped from prison!

"Well then, you don't mind going to my house first!" Russell paused, and said to the embarrassed Mikaela: "Trust me, nothing will happen."

It's okay to have something happen!

Mikaela is a little entangled. On the one hand, she wants to be closer to Russell, but on the other hand, she doesn't want Russell to think that she is a frivolous woman.

After struggling all the way, Mikaela came to the detached villa complex where Russell's family was located according to the address.

"A beautiful house..." After parking the car and entering the garage, Mikaela walked into the house, feeling a little bitter compared to her poor little home.

"It's okay!" Russell casually said, no matter how beautiful he is, he won't be able to stay for long. He took Mikaela up to the second floor and opened a room: "This is the guest room, there is a bathroom in it, and there are disposable pajamas in the closet , if you don't like it, you don't have to wear it."

"Haha, just kidding..." Russell frowned: "My room is next door. Don't knock on the door in the middle of the night if you have nothing to do. It will be very dangerous."

After saying this, Russell turned around and was about to leave, when Mikaela stopped him suddenly.

"Wait a moment……"

"What's the matter?" Russell tilted his head slightly, looked up at the ceiling chandelier at a forty-five-degree angle, and secretly thought that after pretending to be handsome all day today, it's finally time to reap the rewards.

If Mikaela pounces, will he use his tricks, or play hard to get?

In order not to scare the snake away, he decided to go back to his room to relax and wait for work, and came to catch a turtle in the urn in the middle of the night.

"thanks!"

"Ok?"

Mikaela smiled: "It's nothing, I just wanted to say that."

Russell spread his hands: "Don't be surprised, I thought you were going to throw yourself into my arms!"

"I have thought about it, but I know but you will definitely refuse!" Mikaela vowed, looking at Russell's eyes full of trust.

Russell: "..."

You try it, why do you say that if you don't try it!

"Then, see you tomorrow." Mikaela closed the door, showed half of her body, smiled and waved her hands.

"Speaking of seeing you tomorrow..." Russell remembered something, and asked in confusion, "Mikaela, why didn't you go to work at the auto repair shop today?"

"Hey, how do you know that I work in an auto repair shop?"

"Why, didn't Jeff tell you, he recommended you to be my secretary, and I agreed." Russell pointed to himself: "I am the owner of the auto repair shop, that is, your BOSS."

"B...BOSS!?"

Mikaela opened her mouth wide. She didn't know that Russell was her boss until then. Before that, she always thought that the boss of the auto repair shop was a fat, greasy middle-aged man, so when Jeff told her that she could change jobs to be a secretary. , she refused, fearing that she would go to jail for being too defensive.

"Why, Jeff didn't make it clear?"

"No...he said it very clearly..." Mikaela wiped off the cold sweat on his head: "When Jeff said this, I didn't give him a clear reply. I've been thinking about it for the past two days."

"Very difficult?"

"No embarrassment, I've already thought about it, so I'll call him back." Mikaela slammed the door shut, opened her bag, took out her cell phone, and dialed Jeff's number.

"The number you dialed is off..."

"Siht, what time did you turn off the phone and go to bed, do you think that if you go to bed early, your hair will grow back?" Mikaela threw away the phone angrily, fell on the bed and rolled back and forth.

...

On the other side, there was also someone tossing and turning on the bed. It was classmate Sam. His eyes were bloodshot and he was suffering from insomnia.

The goddess got on Russell's Lamborghini, what's the point of his life?

However, the sleeping pills are too bitter, the gas smells too bad, the power strip cannot be unscrewed, the paper knife is rusted, the bathtub has not been cleaned for two days, and the lawn downstairs is too harsh... There is no other way, it is too difficult to think about death, so he can only continue to fight tenaciously. survive.

"Where is Mikaela now, is the Russell family? What are they doing, this, that, or that..." Sam covered his head, trying not to let himself think about it, but the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and then he realized sadly , he couldn't even imagine the picture.

"Damn it, I'm a theory expert..."

"Buzz! Buzz—"

The familiar sound of a car engine came from outside the window, and Sam suddenly jumped up from the bed. He poked his head out and saw that his broken car, which was believed to be absolutely impossible to be stolen, had been stolen.

"No! My car! My $4,000!"

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