"Girls in Racing Games"
At the desert carnival that day, I was driving a Ford to race. Everyone was screaming like crazy, and she was no exception.
Outside the guardrail, she stood in the corner, sometimes looking at the ground in front of her, sometimes jumping up and cheering.
The car stalled, so I stopped and looked at her a little longer.
She's kind of beautiful, she can't see her eyes, she's kind of elusive. I honked the horn and she didn't hear.
I put my hands on the steering wheel and didn't move. What is she looking at? I guessed for a long time.
Look at her from a different perspective. She has no name on the top of her head, like all strangers she's ever met.
It's all arranged: appear before me, and wait to be lost, in the broad system.
I cranked up the accelerator and drove the car into the guardrail. The guardrail in front of her eyes sparkled beautifully.
However, there is no damage in the slightest. I bumped over and over again, hoping the repetitions would get her attention.
2017/9/12 Author / Cao Seng
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