He returned to the passenger seat of Ferrari.

The cold air made the alcohol in his body spread out. He clearly felt that his brain was getting more and more awake, but Winston sat on the bar and looked at his smile. Once he remembered it, he felt his blood rushing.

"Damn...YOURULEME...it's not poisonous!"

The driver's seat door was opened, and Winston took a long leg and sat in.

"What's poisonous?"

You're poisonous, bastard.

"Nothing. Suddenly I was a little sleepy."

"What time will the plane be tomorrow?"

“Three o'clock in the afternoon.”

"And you?"

"I will fly over before you."

"That... in the back alley of the bar... did you forget it?"

"Forgot what? Is it your breathing? Or your trembling? Or you can't get out?"

Hunter rolled his eyes at the sky: "Forget it all! Or break up with friendship!"

"Then break up."

“…”

The feeling of heart frustration increases exponentially.

Winston drove back to the hotel.

The two walked into the elevator together.

Hunter held his pocket and lowered his head. The moment the elevator door opened, he pressed the door and said, "Today...thank you!"

"Hunt, if you fear something, not touching it doesn't mean you've overcome it."

When the elevator door closed, Hunter understood why Winston took himself to the warehouse bar.

He had seen through himself long ago.

Winston was telling him that everything that ruined others, even his father and his family's alcohol, was nothing more than that.

Hunter lowered his head and smiled: "I am not like you, born strong and fearless."

"Hunt."

"Um?"

“I am not ‘born strong and fearless’.”

"Thank you for your humility." Hunter smiled.

"Just because of you."

Winston's lips were a slight smile.

"What?"

"Good night."

The elevator door closed like this.

Back in the room, Hunter fell asleep.

Perhaps because of drinking, his head was heavier than usual.

Half-dream and half-awake, he felt that he wanted to go to the bathroom. He opened his eyes and had just adapted to the darkness when he suddenly realized that someone was right in front of him.

The other party's hands were supported by his pillow and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Wen...Wen..." Hunter's throat seemed to be locked again and could not speak normally.

But the other party turned his face and suddenly pressed it down. His lips were like falling sky, blocking everything about Hunter.

His kiss and sucking seemed to pass through the storm, leaving no armor.

He was obviously frightened, but he ruled him in his mind, making him unable to struggle and take away everything from him, including his breathing.

A ringtone rang, and Hunter opened his eyes suddenly, and bright sunlight revealed through the gaps in the curtains.

The breath of the stalk between the throat can finally be vomited out.

He gasped and suddenly realized that the Winston who appeared in his room was just a dream.

"Damn... what kind of ghost dream is this!" Hunter grabbed his hair into a bird's nest with force.

Such an expression and such a thing cannot belong to Winston!

Hunter immediately drove all the fictional images out of his head.

"If Winston knew about it, he would probably even take off my bones!"

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes!

The phone is still ringing over and over again.

A certain assistant's voice rang out of the door: "Hunt! Hunt are you in the room?"

Hunter quickly replied: "I'm here! I'm here!"

"Why don't you answer the phone? I thought something happened to you!"

Hunter took the phone and saw that Marcus's name was flashing, and he secretly called out "Not good" in his heart.

Sure enough, Marcus was almost going crazy.

"Evan Hunter - what the hell is going on! Not only did you not get up in the morning for breakfast! Don't you plan to have lunch? Do you actually treat yourself as a racer? Do you take your body seriously?"

Hunter's head was like it was about to explode.

"Sorry. I just felt very tired, so I fell asleep..."

"Don't think I don't know what you went to do last night!" Marcus was really angry.

"ah?"

Did he know that Winston took him to the bar?

"You went to fool around with Donald of Sauber! You must know that the other party is absolutely malicious! He wants to use wine and women to destroy your will! It takes your energy!"

Fortunately... he didn't know... the person who used wine and women to dismantle his will was actually Winston.

"oh……"

"Oh? You and me? Get out of here for lunch!"

"Yes!" Hunter immediately turned off his phone, washed up as fast as possible, and then rushed to the elevator door.

The diet of the racer is strictly controlled. The behavior of not eating breakfast is very inappropriate. If you don’t even eat lunch, it is disrespectful to the nutritionist.

The moment the elevator door opened, he saw Donald.

"Yo-Hunt!"

"Hi..." Hunter raised his hand and greeted him.

There were still red marks on Donald's neck, and it seemed that he was having a good time last night.

"Are you okay last night?" Donald asked.

"Me? I'm fine..."

You guy left me and went to pick up girls by yourself. He was so embarrassed to come and ask me if it was OK.

"I mean...Winston didn't do anything to you, right?"

"Ah?" The name made Hunter's heartbeat inexplicably missed.

"My teammate said that it wasn't long since we left, and he happened to come back from supper and was stopped by Winston."

"ah?"

"This is the first time my teammate talks to Winston. He says that Winston's aura is really strong, and his voice is so cold that he wants to freeze him into a big popsicle."

"Oh." Hunter suddenly realized that in front of him, Winston had never been as cold as he was to others.

Wait, the point should be what Winston is looking for Donald's teammates?

"So my teammates trembled and told Winston where we were fooling around." Donald patted Hunter on the shoulder apologetically.

So... it was not a coincidence that I met Winston while flirting with girls outside the bar?

No…When did I mess with that guy Donald!

"Where did you mess with him?" Donald asked curiously.

"Who are you provoking?"

"Vanne Winston! No hatred, would he force my teammates to ask where you are?"
To be continued...