The roar of the engine is still in my ears, so clear.

The car flashed in front of him and he couldn't see anything clearly. Trying to identify a person based on a car is as impossible as looking at a person through a helmet.

After the speeding car drove by, Shi Yun realized that her headphones had fallen off and put them on again. She carried the first aid kit on her back and walked towards the first aid station set up on the roadside.

The continuous turns of death test the driver very much.

Today ended relatively early, and Jeff’s daily concern text message also came. He has been tortured by Professor Jimmy these days, from papers to re-exams.

He will have an exam in a few days, and he can come back after the exam, and maybe he can smell the exhaust on the track.

Shi Yun replied to Jeff's message somewhat perfunctorily and exited the chat interface with him. Shi Yun walked towards the parking lot and clicked on the chat box of the person who was just added today.

[Shi Yun]: If something urgent happens, hurry up and meet at the parking lot.

I sent the message but never received a reply. Ten minutes later, when the phone was still silent, Shi Yun called him.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey, where are you?"

The other end of the phone was stunned. The voice that rang was not Wei Zongying.

"He's in the hospital."

-

Zhang Guangwei was waiting for Shi Yun at the entrance of the hospital with Wei Congying's mobile phone. From a distance, he saw a taxi parked downstairs. After Shi Yun paid the taxi, he hurriedly opened the door and headed towards the hospital without asking for change. Zhang Guangwei ran over.

Along the way, she imagined countless outcomes. All the injuries she saw in the Isle of Man TT these days were represented by Wei Songying.

Her tone was anxious, and she was trembling: "How's it going?"

Zhang Guangwei comforted her: "Don't worry, the fall is not serious. There are no fractures, no external or internal injuries, just..."

The most terrifying thing is to hesitate to speak when reporting your illness.

Shi Yun followed Zhang Guangwei to the ward: "What is it?"

Zhang Guangwei found it difficult to speak and took him to the entrance of the emergency ward. Wei Zongying handed over his cell phone to Shi Yun. Zhang Guangwei didn't go in, but put his hand on the door handle of the ward with a serious expression: "It's a bit of a concussion, but my memory is disordered."

Have you lost your memory?

Or does everyone remember her but forget about her?

Shi Yun swallowed and took a deep breath and mentally calmed down before Zhang Guangwei opened the door. The handle was turned and the door was opened. The smell of disinfectant water got a little worse.

He entered the ward ahead of her. The person on the bed was undergoing infusion. He opened his eyes and noticed the movement outside the door before opening the door. The two of them were looking at Shi Yun who entered the room.

There was some confusion and fear in his eyes. Shi Yun caught these two emotions in his eyes. Did he really not remember her?

Shi Yun's eyes tightened, and he frowned. The moment the corners of his mouth turned downward, the person on the bed stretched out the hand that was not on the intravenous drip: "Why are you here?"

"Huh?" The sadness disappeared immediately. She stretched her neck and looked at the person on the bed carefully.

Remember her?

No amnesia?

Wei Zongying did not lose his memory, but he did not remember why he was here, nor did he remember why he crashed. Others told him that it was because a stray cat suddenly ran out, and he subconsciously avoided the cat. Just fell.

But what puzzled him the most was why he came to race cars.

He remembered that he seemed to be with Shi Yun, that he liked her very much and had the idea of ​​getting married. Now that I have the idea of ​​getting married, I should give up racing for her.

He didn't forget everything, and he also remembered He Yun's existence. He knew that he was a substitute, but his nerves seemed to be broken when thinking about this problem. He only remembered that he still liked Shi Yun very much.

He also couldn't figure out why he still liked Shi Yun despite knowing He Yun's existence. His mind was in chaos. What really happened was edited at random, and finally deviated from the current reality.

He took Shiyun's hand, pinched her hand and put it against his cheek. He remembered that she was always worried about him racing. Although she couldn't remember why she was in the Isle of Man, Wei Zongying began to apologize to her: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have raced. I was wrong, it's all my fault."

Zhang Guangwei waited at the door of the ward in order to give the two people space to be alone. He came before Shi Yun, and when he arrived at the hospital, Wei Songying had already done the examination.

The doctor informed him of Wei Songying's condition.

Wei Zong should remember Zhang Guangwei. He asked Zhang Guangwei why he was here and where Shi Yun was.

He kept looking for Shi Yun. Zhang Guangwei knew that they had broken up, and Shi Yun happened to call Wei Zongying. He had no choice but to call Shi Yun over.

Seeing Shi Yun coming out of the ward, Zhang Guangwei stepped forward to greet him: "Do you know everything?"

Shi Yun lowered his eyes, then nodded.

Zhang Guangwei sighed and didn't know how to comfort her: "Don't worry too much... Hey. The doctor said that this kind of memory disorder will continue for a while, but it may be restored after a few hours or a night's sleep. So don’t worry too much about him being like this, in this state..."

"It would be great if this state could be maintained forever." Shi Yun couldn't help but laugh, but then his expression became serious, "I'll wait until he recovers his memory, and then give him a stick. Do you think it can achieve this effect?" ?"

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