Speed ​​God

Chapter 56: Asking for forgiveness
Lu Zhizhou has always been calm and rational enough.

Racing is a hobby and a passion, but it's also a way to make money. Once you get greedy, this money-burning sport could drag him and his family into it, just like the predicament Lu Cheng faced when he was young and Lu Zhizhou faced when he was a child. He doesn't want his parents to experience such a nightmare a third time.

Therefore, he always remained clear-headed and avoided acting on emotion, lest he ruin everything his parents had worked so hard to achieve over the years.

However, when the opportunity truly arrived, the stirring deep within his soul could not lie. Even though he could deceive Marchionne and Nicolas without batting an eye, he could not deceive himself. That fervor, that elation, that restless eagerness, that happiness and joy that almost broke free of its reins and escaped control, instantly flowed into his blood and permeated his entire body. His slightly flushed skin inadvertently revealed the true thoughts deep within his heart.

He wanted to pursue the ultimate speed.

When exactly did things go off track?
Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhizhou gathered all the chaotic thoughts scattered throughout the universe, regained his focus, and continued to solve the problem at hand.

Physics exam paper.

The muffled roar of the plane engine settled in the high sky, like a stone thrown into water, surging and swelling on the eardrums. I opened my mouth and took a deep breath, but the sound was still distant, as if it were wrapped in bubbles, gurgling out.

Lu Zhizhou stretched his arms and legs. His fingers and toes were a little swollen from the long flight, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He was on a flight back to Shanghai, and his final exams would start as soon as he landed. There was no time to catch his breath.

Lu Zhizhou had promised his mother that he wouldn't fall behind in his studies, and he had to keep his word.

That's what credibility is all about. Only by demonstrating through concrete actions that you can keep your promises will you be convincing when you make them again in the future.

"Good morning, passengers."

The flight is about to arrive at its destination, Shanghai Pudong International Airport. Please fasten your seatbelts. The aircraft will begin its descent in thirty minutes, and the lavatories will be closed…

With a rustling sound, the passengers gradually woke up from their sleep. Lu Zhizhou, who had already gone to the restroom to wash up and tidy up, finally had a moment of leisure. He put away his test papers and exercises and looked out the window.

When Lu Zhizhou secretly went to Rome last time, he thought it would only be a short trip of five days, but he never expected that more than two months would pass by after he returned, and everything would go wrong.

At this moment, as the city gradually revealed its outline, a mixture of trepidation and joy mingled together.

So, is this what they mean by feeling apprehensive as one gets closer to home?

……

Exit of Pudong International Airport.

Despite his composure and calmness, Lu Cheng eventually lost control. Anxiety quietly crept in and spread. He glanced at Jiang Mo, who had come to pick him up at the airport today, but he wasn't sure how Jiang Mo would react when he saw that kid.

Lu Zhizhou was already a criminal, and the Rome incident hadn't been properly settled yet. If something else went wrong on the return trip, it would further prove that this trip to Rome was a series of troubles and that Lu Zhizhou was completely untrustworthy.

He couldn't predict Jiang Mo's attitude either.

Lu Cheng took a good look around. Most of the passengers who had flown back from Milan had already left, and there were only a few left. The next flight's passengers were also heading to the baggage carousel, and the baggage hall was bustling again.

However, Lu Zhizhou was still nowhere to be seen.

Lu Cheng couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out his phone and dialed a number, but it was still switched off.

Jiang Mo remained calm throughout, but this was only a facade. Her strong eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her clear pupils revealed a hint of contemplation, with unease, restlessness, frustration, and worry intertwined.

Just then, my vision blurred—

"Xiao Zhou!" In an instant, Jiang Mo spotted that familiar figure in the crowd. He suddenly relaxed all his fingers, only then realizing that he had been clenching his fists tightly. The next second, he grabbed Lu Cheng's arm and squeezed hard. His tense heartstrings finally relaxed because of joy.

Jiang Mo was almost about to move forward, but she managed to control herself.

Lu Cheng didn't have time to notice any of this. He hurriedly hung up the phone, raised his hands high, and waved them vigorously, his smile spreading wide.

In that brief moment, both Lu Cheng and Jiang Mo's expressions turned strange, their facial muscles stiffened slightly, and they involuntarily exchanged glances.

But neither of them found anything and had no idea what they were seeing.

Lu Zhizhou was carrying two black wooden poles, crossed in a cross shape, tied behind his back. From a distance, it looked like... he was carrying thorns to apologize.

The problem is, this is an airport, and an international flight at that. Even umbrellas have strict regulations. So where did Lu Zhizhou find the wooden pole?
In a short while, Lu Zhizhou arrived at the exit of the arrival hall. In front of him was a barrier to maintain order. Instead of moving forward, Lu Zhizhou stood there with his hands in front of him, head down, and a docile expression on his face, looking dejected, as if he were apologizing.

Lu Cheng was slightly taken aback, looked at Jiang Mo, and quickly covered for his son, "Xiao Zhou really knows he was wrong."

Jiang Mo glared at Lu Cheng speechlessly, and Lu Cheng swallowed all the words he was about to say.

Lu Zhizhou didn't linger there for long. To avoid obstructing traffic, he obediently walked around the railing and came out, and then Jiang Mo finally saw him clearly.

That's not a wooden pole; it's just a prop. It's probably made from rolled-up newspaper wrapped in transparent tape. From a distance, it looks quite real, but a closer look reveals its many flaws.

Now the answer is clear: it seems Lu Zhizhou's delayed appearance was due to him being busy with these props in the airport restroom.

Jiang Mo could hardly believe his eyes. "Lu Zhizhou! What, what is this?"

Lu Zhizhou looked over innocently, seemingly not understanding Jiang Mo's meaning at all. He was a beat slow to react before pulling out the wooden pole behind him like a magic staff. "Oh, this, posters. They're all movie posters, Mom. Don't you love watching movies the most?"

"Gift!"

Lu Zhizhou handed over the wooden pole, revealing a bright smile.

Jiang Mo was dumbfounded, but Lu Cheng next to him could no longer control himself. "Look, your son still remembers to bring you a gift. I didn't. Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, your son is still the most thoughtful mother."

puff.

The laughter mixed in with the sounds eventually leaked out.

Jiang Mo looked at his son in astonishment, "You rascal..." but couldn't help it, and a smile crept onto his lips.

Lu Zhizhou took a quick step forward, opened his arms, and gave Jiang Mo a solid hug. "Mom, it's been a long time."

Jiang Mo froze. This was the first time her son had ever held her, and they weren't used to these things, so she didn't know what to do.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mo finally raised his hands and gently patted his son's back, then hugged him. For some reason, his eyes became slightly warm.

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