After finishing a cigarette, I returned to the living room. It seemed as if Mi Cai's feminine fragrance still lingered in the air, but I was quickly forgetting the impulse I had just had to confess my feelings to her. So, I thought to myself: as long as I don't see her, I can remain rational.

After washing up, I put away all my emotions and lay in bed. I chose to forget the things I couldn't figure out, because it would make things easier. Many times, I really didn't want to take life too seriously.

The next day, I got up early, but to my surprise, Mi Cai had woken up even earlier, so I didn't get the chance to make her breakfast. However, I was more excited about the fact that she would be back from Shanghai in the afternoon, and then I could make her dinner or a late-night snack.

The bar was closed, and I found myself with nothing to do. I wanted to fulfill my promise to buy some potted plants at the flower market, but in the end, I gave up. I preferred to use the little money I had to buy Mi Cai a fuel-powered race car.

I planned to sell my own modified race car, which still had decent performance, and then use the money I had to barely afford a fuel-powered race car for Mi Cai.

I turned on my computer to post the information and photos of my race car online, but coincidentally, I saw a fuel-powered race car for sale. The specifications were top-notch, but the seller had a strange request. He wanted to trade cars, specifically for a battery-powered race car.@@novelbin@@

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