Blaise's Velocity Trials Chapter 10

"Yes." Ellis responded softly.

The other party didn't show any surprise. Of course, nothing would surprise Ellis in this life, but his calmness made Alden calm down and look back on his childhood.

"The less I try to stutter, the worse I stutter. Isn't it funny?"

"But now you have no problem at all."

"The psychiatrist said it's because I tend to be nervous and have low self-esteem." Alden smiled. In fact, deep down in his heart, he still tends to have low self-esteem, and this hasn't changed much.

"That's why you started racing go-karts."

"Eh? How did you know?"

"Whether it is karting or Formula Renault, you need to have a high psychological quality. You drive karts to learn and exercise yourself to control your emotions."

"How did you know?"

"You told me," Ellis answered.

"When?" Alden looked surprised. Why didn't he have any impression?

"A previous life."

... Alden was speechless.

Ellis looked unreasonably strict, and his jokes were really cold.

"Okay. So did I tell you what my father was like in my previous life?"

"Say it, and I can hear it again," replied Ellis.

"If you act like this, I can't be friends with you."

"Okay, I'm willing to listen as many times as you want."

He had a serious expression, but he didn't sound very sincere.

Alden rolled his eyes and decided to ignore Ellis's cold humor.

"My father was a successful stockbroker in Manhattan, so I had no worries about food and clothing during my childhood. Besides his career, the person he cared about most was me. Training a driver is very expensive, let alone starting from a young age. . He hired a coach to train me and would put aside his busy schedule to accompany me in karting competitions. Every time I got a good ranking, I could feel the smile in his eyes. "

"Um."

"I became more confident and happier day by day. But the financial crisis made him bankrupt, and he became very irritable and often drank. My mother couldn't bear it and left us. Later, my mother remarried, to A teacher who lived the stable life she dreamed of, but died in childbirth two years later.

Ellis didn't say any words of sympathy, he just took the almost burned out cigarette in Alden's hand, put it between his lips, and took a breath.

"Before that, I was racing karts to make my dad proud. Then it became, to earn money to buy my dad drinks. I got better and better, drove faster and faster, and won numerous championships. Even for Formula 1 to sign me up, I was so excited that the whole world was filled with hope. But when I came home and told him the news... he was just. I said "Oh" and continued to drink on the sofa with the bottle. I didn't know why I was crazy. I smashed all the wine in the house. He rushed up and beat my face until it was swollen..."

Ellis remained silent.

"He wandered out to buy alcohol and never came back."

Alden finished speaking, and there was only the B*tt of the cigarette between Ellis's lips.

"When I was a kid, my heart would surge when I thought about Formula One, thinking that I could find confidence in speed. But when I really started to race, that nervous feeling was like a precursor to me stuttering again, and no one would Care, only I know."

"Alden, do you know that when one person is face to face with another person, there is a language that can make you so nervous that you can't say a word, but still let the other person fully understand what you want to express."

"What?" Alden looked at the other party.

"K!ss."

At that moment, something seemed to snap deep in his brain.

Alden opened his mouth, his tongue stiff and his throat tense.

But Ellis turned his face in his direction.

Alden froze there, feeling the other person getting closer and closer to him, until the other person's hand patted his shoulder, and the scattered cigarette ashes danced lightly in the light.

"Next time you're too nervous to relax, just imagine it's a K!ss. Your car, your track, will understand what you're saying, and they won't need your vocal cords to communicate."

Something is stirring deep in my mind.

Alden smiled: "Hey...has anyone ever said that you look so damn S3xy when you smoke?"

"Really?" Ellis asked calmly.

"Haha, of course it's true."

"Then I'll just show you."

After saying that, Ellis stood up and made a "go back" gesture towards Alden. He walked towards the hotel with his long legs in a neat and mature way.

Alden held his head and sighed helplessly.

Here we go again...I feel like Commander.

Back in his room, Alden fell asleep immediately next to the pillow.

In the dream, he returned to his home, opened the door, and saw himself sitting on the sofa watching TV, and his mother was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Then my father came back with a big bouquet of roses and a model of an F1 racing car.

The mother took the flowers and K!ssed her father. He held the model and smiled stupidly.

This is his home.

It will always be his home.

Suddenly everything disappeared, and he struggled to hold on but couldn't hold on to anything.

The light dimmed, and I could faintly see sparks flickering in front of me.

Ellis sat there alone, smoking half a cigarette.

"Who are you waiting for here?" Alden asked innocently.

"I'm waiting for you." Those eyes are bright and soft.

"Why?"

"Because you said I look S3xy when I smoke."

"Is that why?"

"Um."

Then please don't disappear.

When the morning alarm rang, Alden sat up.

Although he slept at least two hours less than usual, he found that his energy was unexpectedly good.

After breakfast, it was the last technical meeting before the game.

"Alden...you just have to do your best." After the meeting, Jace came over and hugged Alden.

"Just try your best" is actually a euphemism for not having hope. After all, his previous three races were too uninspiring. Although this time he got the best ranking of all the drivers in the team since the start of this grand prix, almost everyone felt that he would not be able to maintain this position in the race. Location.

After leaving the hotel and walking into the elevator, as soon as he entered the door, he unexpectedly ran into Ellis again.

He still had an indifferent expression and nodded slightly to Mr. Jace and Alden.

When they came to the lobby, Alden almost bumped into Maddie, who had limited mobility.

Maddie sneered unhappily: "It seems you are still very proud!"

"I'm not proud." Alden said helplessly, "Well, it was my fault in the bathroom of the Spanish Grand Prix last time. I can prepare a drink bottle for you, take it for you, and then let you shower me from head to head. Feet, what do you think?"

Alden decided to face the absurd self, but Maddie's expression immediately changed.

He felt that Alden was in high spirits because of his good results in the ranking competition, and deliberately used past events to stimulate himself.

"Your normal ranking is around fifteen to eighteen, which means that in the main race, there will be at least seven to ten racers passing you. I hope you won't drive like a stutterer then."

McGrady's expression is full of malice, which is the result of the so-called "mutual harm".

"Okay McGrady! We will let you play when your ankle recovers! Don't do this to Alden!" Jace even disliked it.

Alden didn't intend to continue the fight with McGrady. In his opinion, this was quite boring.

"Do you think I didn't see it? You were with Ellis from Ferrari in the middle of the night! Is he teaching you how to win today's race? That's useless! Do you think Ellis is sincere? That's just standing It’s just the feeling of superiority that people at the top have over a loser like you!”

Alden said to himself, take a breath, don't be angry, don't get excited!

"You were with Ellis last night? When?" Jace was a little surprised.

At this time, Ellis was standing behind Alden.

This scene made Jace feel embarrassed and anxious.

But McGrady had no intention of restraining himself. Ellis became an audience member and he was even more excited.

"Do you think that if you tell the other person everything and ask the other person everything, Ellis can help you get dazzling results? Don't be naive! That's the mercy of the superior!"

Don't be angry, Alden, don't be angry.

Alden clenched his fists and forced his heart rate to slow down, but he found that he couldn't.

Get a hold of yourself, Alden.

Don't be offended by him, Alden.

It's been a long time since you've been angry. Don't be provoked by him, don't let him succeed!

But the more you endure it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

"You stammerer, why haven't you spoken? Or you know very well that even if you have a relationship with Ellis, you are nothing! You will always be the base and the bottom!"

The blood seemed to burst from his heart.

"you you..."

If you say another Fcuking thing, I'll stuff your head into the toilet!

Alden's face turned red instantly, and he tried hard to roll his tongue, but it was frozen there.

"You..." Alden opened his mouth, the muscles in his cheeks were sore, and he couldn't speak normally.

You can insult me!

You can insult my parents, but they won’t hear it anyway!

But why are you saying this in front of Ellis?

Alden didn't even dare to look back at Ellis.

Jace was frightened by Alden's expression at this moment. This was the first time he had seen Alden angry.

Many people around looked over. Many media involved in Formula One lived here, and even the team.

For example, Donald from the Sauber team happened to come out and watched this scene with interest.