Chapter 346

In less than a few seconds, the rumbling thunder echoed in their ears.

Blinding lights shone in the distance, and a Crimson Beast let out a deafening roar.

"Whoa~~"

Wu Liang shielded his eyes from the glaring light and squinted as he watched the motorcycle speeding towards him from a distance.

Just from the roar of the engine, you can tell that this motorcycle is an expensive behemoth. I never expected to run into a motorcycle enthusiast in a place like this.

It was probably to enjoy the thrill of speed that the other party chose this time of day and this relatively remote, sparsely populated place to race.

"Um?"

Wu Liang murmured in confusion.

Why did that knight in the distance suddenly slow down and turn on his high beams as if he were observing their direction?

"Does he know me?"

Wu Liang frowned slightly; the knight in the distance was indeed observing him.

Not only did they slow down, but the other party even used alternating high and low beams of light to signal him.

The engine's roar gradually subsided, and the previously raging speed was decreasing at a visible rate.

When it got close to Wu Liang, the Crimson Beast stopped abruptly in place.

The rider sitting on top stepped down the support and stopped the motorcycle on the side of the road, then jumped off.

"Unit-02?"

After Wu Liang got a clear look at the Crimson Beast, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The iconic red and white paint scheme, and the four green "eyes" affixed to the front of the car.

Isn't this Asuka's Unit-02 from Neon Genesis Evangelion (EVA)?

I never expected there would be such an Easter egg in this world; it's truly unexpected.

And if that's the case, then that red motorcycle suit the rider was wearing was probably also...

"What are you doing in a place like this in the middle of the night?"

A pleasant female voice came from under the helmet.

The female knight, dressed in a red, tight-fitting uniform, slowly walked to Wu Liang's side.

As if not understanding why Wu Liang was here, the female knight tilted her head in confusion.

"Who are you?"

Wu Liang frowned as he looked at the female knight in front of him.

It has to be said that the other person has a pretty good figure. Under the outline of this tight motorcycle outfit, the other person's curves are in all the right places.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs have distinct lines and possess a kind of strength that is different from both plump and slender ones.

It's clear that the other person works out a lot, especially their thigh muscles are very well-developed.

"What, you can't recognize me without seeing my face?"

The female knight chuckled softly, then removed her helmet, revealing her true face.

A faint smile graced her pretty face, and her bright, sparkling eyes were like jewels in the night.

"You haven't answered my question yet, what are you doing here?"

The girl tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across her forehead behind her ears.

It's a bit like wisteria blossoms adorned with dewdrops, and her deep purple hair shimmers with a faint silver glow under the moonlight.

"Who are you...?"

After carefully examining the female knight's face, Wu Liang pinched his throbbing brow and asked awkwardly.

The other person clearly knew him and seemed to be somewhat familiar with him.

But he clearly didn't recognize the beautiful girl in front of him; at least in his mind, among all the people he knew, there wasn't a single person who could be matched with her.

"Really? Are you genuinely not familiar with me, or are you pretending?"

The girl frowned and scrutinized Wu Liang.

She felt that Wu Liang was pretending on purpose, since they had just met recently, but Wu Liang was now saying that he didn't know her, which didn't make sense.

Should I get to know you?

Wu Liang was also completely baffled.

He didn't really recognize this person in front of him, a hardcore EVA Asuka fan.

There is absolutely no one around him who wears Asuka bodysuit and rides a motorcycle co-branded with Unit-02 at night.

"I'm talking to you..."

The girl smiled helplessly, wondering if she had really changed that much.

Chapter 70: Mo Qianhuan is a motorcycle enthusiast

"Now, do you remember who I am?"

Mo Qianhuan smiled and shook her head, then pulled open the leather jacket in front of her chest and took out a pair of round glasses, putting them on.

She reached behind her head and grabbed her waist-length hair, twisting it into two braids.

"Mo Qianhuan?"

When Wu Liang saw the female knight's familiar attire, he was first stunned, then asked in disbelief. The image of the literary girl in his mind gradually overlapped with the dashing and agile female knight in front of him.

Those two familiar braids, and the round glasses she always wore on the bridge of her nose.

The woman in front of me wearing the same motorcycle outfit as Asuka is indeed Mo Qianhuan herself.

"It seems your memory isn't too bad; at least you can still remember me."

Mo Qianhuan loosened her long hair, took off her glasses, and casually tossed her hair a couple of times, letting it fall naturally to her waist.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night, and why is your uniform wet?"

She pointed to Wu Liang's uniform, which was soaked with beer, and was surprised that Wu Liang would be on such a remote and spacious road in the middle of the night.

She had only come here by chance to race cars, and she never expected to run into this man in a place like this.

"Well, how should I put it? You can think of me as a poor bastard who got carried away at a friend's house and can't get back to the city."

Wu Liang shrugged, indicating that it was exactly as Mo Qianhuan had seen.

He's just a homeless man now, not knowing how to get back to the city.

"Where is your friend? Why didn't he take you back?"

Mo Qianhuan moved closer to Wu Liang sniffed his scent. Hmm, the scent of alcohol.

She roughly understood why Wu Liang was alone here.

Just as you guessed.

Wu Liang didn't offer much explanation, but judging from Mo Qianhuan's expression, he had already guessed most of it.

How could someone who's been drinking possibly drive? Besides, those two are already fast asleep.

"Looks like they drank quite a bit. But why don't you stay over there? You could have them take you to school tomorrow morning."

"There are two reasons: first, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself; second, I don't want to die young."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"Literally, if I stay here, I might die."

Wu Liang spoke with a straight face and a serious expression.

He wasn't lying, if he really dared to stay at Qijiu's house today.

Then tomorrow morning—no, he might not even need to wait until tomorrow, just until dawn—before Yao Shi and Milutin, the two who come knocking on his door, will send him to meet God.

Moreover, he didn't believe he had the same self-control as Liu Xiahui.

Although he had decent self-control, he still had to recite a calming mantra when facing two stunning beauties, Qijiu and Ye Luotong.

Moreover, both of them were now drunk, their faces flushed and their bodies limp on the sofa, large expanses of their fair skin exposed, looking as if they were at the mercy of the emperor.

In this warm and intimate atmosphere, Wu Liang believed that his calming mantra might not have much effect and might even become an aphrodisiac to stimulate his desires.

"Never mind, since you don't seem too keen to talk about it, I won't press you further."

"Come on up. You're lucky to run into me in this remote outer ring road."

Seeing that Wu Liang was unwilling to say more, Mo Qianhuan stopped asking questions.

Instead, he walked to the motorcycle, took out a helmet, and tossed it to Wu Liang.

"Put this on, and I'll take you home; it's on my way anyway."

Mo Qianhuan straddled the motorcycle and restarted it, the deep engine roaring up once again.

Ha, what a coincidence! Just the day before yesterday, she was thinking about how she would meet this man again, and then she bumped into him today.

"They're actually quite cute..."

Mo Qianhuan put her helmet back on and muttered to herself.

When she first saw Wu Liang, he looked like a stray dog, standing alone on the side of the road in the middle of the night.

They looked pitiful, but their aggrieved eyes were also kind of cute.

"Are you a hardcore Asuka fan?"

Wu Liang examined the helmet that Mo Qianhuan had tossed to him.

World Mom, look what he saw! He even has Asuka's picture on his helmet.

"What, is it not okay? Are you coming or not? If you don't come up, I'm leaving you here all alone."

Mo Qianhuan glanced at Wu Liang, who was fiddling with his helmet.

She patted the seat behind her, urging the other person to hurry up, as she needed to go see the latest Evangelion movie later.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang hurriedly put on his helmet and obediently sat on the back of the motorcycle.

The Mo Qianhuan before us seems like a completely different person.

Whether it's her personality or anything else, she has undergone a complete transformation from the literary girl she used to be.

Are those circle glasses and double braids props that seal away your personality?

Once you take off your glasses and undo your braids, you're a fiery, sexy girl riding a motorcycle at night, right?

"Let me warn you first, you'd better hold on tight to me from the start, or you'll be in trouble if you get thrown off."

Mo Qianhuan turned around to remind Wu Liang, then grabbed Wu Liang's hand and placed it on her waist.

She knew better than anyone how fast she rode her bike; it was a speed that most people couldn't handle.

She chose to race here because there was no speed limit, and the speed gave her a unique thrill.

So she doesn't slow down just because someone is sitting in the back seat.

"Wow? You drive really fast?"

Wu Liang got angry after Mo Qianhuan said that.

He had some understanding of these riders; some of them were crazy people who would risk their lives for speed.

However, he sensed a hint of madness in Mo Qianhuan's words. Could it be that this girl, Mo Qianhuan...?

"You'll find out soon enough, but you have to hold on tight and not get thrown off."

Mo Qianhuan smiled and slammed the accelerator with her right hand, producing a series of roars.

After feeling Wu Liang's strong arms wrap around her waist.

A strange feeling suddenly spread through her heart, making Mo Qianhuan's body stiffen slightly.