Chapter 35

For a young person like Fang Lingying, who grew up in such a family, the most common thing she heard about motorcycles from a young age was that they were unsafe.

If you want to die quickly, just buy a motorcycle...

Even the shabbiest car is a metal shell around flesh, and even the best motorcycle is flesh wrapped in metal.

She herself, being in the line of work she was in, understood all too well the consequences of traffic accidents.

To sit on one, it really took a lot of courage.

Bak didn’t need courage; as soon as the engine started, his little sister began to giggle, as if warming herself up. Sure enough, as soon as the motorcycle accelerated, that sharp-tongued Shen Zhaonan opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, letting the strong wind slap her tongue, making a "wah lah lah" sound, and constantly changing the pitch by opening and closing her mouth, getting extremely excited!

The quiet Xiao Yi was a bit better; she turned her face to lean against Bak’s back, listening to his heartbeat, closing her eyes with a silent smile. Because her little sister was happy, she was happy, and hugging her brother made her even happier.

Fang Lingying hugged even tighter, not only hugging the little girl’s slender waist but also grabbing Bak’s clothes on both sides through the older sister, almost making Shen Yi Nan as thin as a photo in a frame!

Because Xiao Zhao kept shouting, "Faster! Faster!" Bak really sped up, and by Fang Lingying’s standards, they were definitely going over 100 km/h!

She was a bit regretful, not even wearing a helmet. Wasn’t this openly violating traffic rules? Where was her safety awareness? If she fell off, she would be bleeding and broken... open fractures, skull damage... the slides she had seen so many times were playing in her mind one after another.

She stretched her head to Bak’s shoulder and shouted, "Slower... slower!!" But before she could finish, she started screaming in terror!

Not for any other reason, but because in the dim yellow light of the motorcycle, she clearly saw the black shadow of a manhole cover ahead. From Fang Lingying’s perspective, that round black hole was like a place that would swallow her whole. The slides in her mind almost became the photos taken by the police at the accident scene. Fang Lingying could almost read the words on the case report: "Fang Lingying, female, 24 years old, illegally riding an unlicensed motorcycle..."

With her scream almost piercing Bak’s eardrums, Bak revved the engine again. Fang Lingying’s long, mournful scream completely blended with the little girl’s childish shrieks. If Bak didn’t have years of experience with the sound of gunfire in battlefields, training him to remain calm even in the face of a mountain collapsing, he might have lost control and crashed!

Actually, the speed was only about 80 km/h, but on a motorcycle, it felt much faster. The bike just lightly trembled as it flew over a small pit that was only slightly lower than the manhole cover. Those who have ridden motorcycles understand that revving the engine is the best way to handle such emergencies, using inertia to rush through.

Fang Lingying, who had already basically sentenced herself to death, screamed for a long time. When Bak slowed down the motorcycle by the roadside, she opened her eyes with a lingering echo, "Too... scary!" Her voice was trembling.

Bak slowed down and gave the little girl in his arms a pat, "Calm down!" Xiao Zhao just giggled and snuggled closer to him, and the motorcycle accelerated again.

Bak was already very concerned about the safety of the people on the bike. He took the turns in a standard, safe manner without any risky maneuvers like pushing the tires into the turn. Even so, the three beauties still screamed in excitement. Motorcycles were just too thrilling; even a slight increase in speed felt very unsafe. Moreover, Bak’s cheap motorcycle was a bit unstable, and if it weren’t for the four people on it and Bak’s own weight, it might have swayed in the wind.

The speed was indeed very fast. The security guard at the art college’s gate usually wouldn’t let the motorcycle driver in, but Fang Lingying had to show her face, "I’m being dropped off... I’ll be right out."

The security guard opened the electric gate in surprise. What kind of motorcycle driver was this, with four people on one bike? Fortunately, there were two children and a teacher; otherwise, the security guard would have thought it was like those girls from the nightclub squeezing onto one motorcycle to save money!

Fang Lingying’s legs were so weak she couldn’t walk. Bak, seeing that she had a small backpack, asked where her dormitory was and took her directly to the building. He teasingly asked, "Do you need me to carry you up?" The two little hooligans cheered, and Fang Lingying was almost furious, where was the sadness she felt when she saw Bak washing the motorcycle? She didn’t even have the strength to kick Bak.

Bak put his foot on the ground and seriously said to Fang Lingying, "Thank you." Then he sped off with Xiao Zhao’s uncontrollable laughter.

Fang Lingying, of course, knew Bak was thanking her for visiting him. She slowly sat on the steps by the dormitory, which were heated by the sun during the day, and rubbed her legs, smiling. Then she remembered that she had planned to ask Bak about his situation tonight, but she hadn’t done anything. She could only hobble to the convenience store downstairs to buy some instant noodles.

But while waiting for the water to boil, Fang Lingying finally called Bak, "Do you want me to introduce you to a car wash place?"

Bak had just taken a shower, "Why? I don’t plan to do it long-term. I just want to understand different industries. Besides barbecuing, the only thing I can think of is washing cars for you a few times. Maybe I’ll open my own, it doesn’t cost much."

Fang Lingying scoffed at him, "Do you know anything? Just pulling a hose from the roadside to wash cars? How many customers do you get in a day? You need to be in an area with a lot of private cars or a customer base. Car detailing is a high-investment business... I have a friend who runs a big car wash. I thought you should go and see it. What kind of place was that today? Two lights, two hoses, not even a vacuum cleaner for the interior!"

Bak replied as usual, "Okay, thank you."

Fang Lingying was casual, "No problem!"

Did she have any ripples in her heart after hanging up the phone?

A little, but not much. Bak’s actions were indeed impressive, and as someone who understood the situation, Fang Lingying appreciated such grandeur.

But the ripples were just that—small ripples. After graduating with a Ph.D., she was sure to take on an important technical position at a municipal forensic center. She couldn’t help but consider the social status and social circle of her boyfriend or future husband.

There were also her parents’ opinions. At 25, Fang Lingying considered herself a filial, sensible, and clear-headed person, no longer a naive girl who would throw herself into love without thinking.

So this really wasn’t a big deal. In life, one meets many people worth appreciating!

Even if there was a bit of affection, it needed to be observed slowly for future possibilities.