He Peiyuan was very familiar with it. She not only led the way but also pointed out to Yang Jingxing: "...After the ferry, you will find Warehouse No. 5."

Yang Jingxing was optimistic: "The private room with river view shouldn't be a boast."

"What's there to see?" He Peiyuan was not interested and suspected that the driver was selfish: "Do you like eating crabs?"

Yang Jingxing snorted: "No conscience."

He Peiyuan again questioned the other party's self-righteousness: "When did I say I like it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and sighed.

He Peiyuan was still proud: "You have nothing to say, right?"

Yang Jingxing doesn't fight with women.

He Peiyuan took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack: "I have no conscience, I'll find someone with a conscience!"

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Old couples are so noisy, you are too impatient."

He Peiyuan immediately became furious, but as if she was afraid of falling into the trap of an old married couple, she quickly stopped herself, with a cold face, or a look of indifference, as the relationship broke down.

Yang Jingxing observed the girl, restrained his expression of wanting to continue being mean, and pretended to be serious: "Speaking of which, Xiaojie and Lao Yan have invited us. When will they find a chance to invite us back?"

He Peiyuan looked at the driver, and the corners of her thin mouth were twisted with anger: "... That's not asking us to be invited, please figure it out!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I didn't scream at the time, but the nature of the matter will change. In the past, when I sent you home, I just meant going home. It was very innocent, and at least you were very innocent. But looking back now, isn't it a little sweeter? The nature of the matter has changed.

Alright."

He Peiyuan glared at the driver: "...You are such a sweet person, I regret it!"

Yang Jingxing was rough-skinned and thick-skinned: "Do you remember? The time I recorded a demo with Xiaojie, we had dinner with my mother."

He Peiyuan had a defensive expression on her face, ready to risk her life.

Yang Jingxing sighed: "So talking about life experience, why do people of my mother's age like to feel things. They have to write down their feelings and make a space for every little thing. This period of going abroad can be considered pure..."

He Peiyuan was funny: "Your mother, just like Director Wu, a space girl."

Yang Jingxing condemned: "How can you say that about your elders?"

He Peiyuan was so shameless: "I didn't, what they said... was funny."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to pursue it: "I think it's because they have a different understanding of life and cherish it more than we do. For example, when we meet someone and something happens, we may think that it was just a one-time encounter and forget about them when we look back.

The difference is that they value fate more than we do, and cherish every little thing in life, because they know that every acquaintance may become acquaintances, but it is difficult to become acquaintances. In the long river of life, every little wave is like that.

The land is beautiful.”

He Peiyuan simply retreated, obviously having goosebumps all over her body.

Yang Jingxing smiled: "So after having dinner with you and Xiaojie that time, my mother sent her thoughts on space when she went back. Life experience must have told her that she would be destined to be with you."

He Peiyuan was very suspicious: "Come on, how is it possible... how long has it been? What did your mother say?"

"I'll show it to you later." Yang Jingxing recalled: "The beginning is that my son's classmate, a girl who has fallen into disgrace, was moved by your attitude towards life, which is very rare. I feel that you are a piece of scenery in this materialistic society.

I feel very disgusting."

He Peiyuan may have been overly numb, and she was at a loss what to do and could only regret: "...Your mother can't do it, right? I don't think she is this kind of person!"

Yang Jingxing: "I thought her point at the time was to say how rare and beautiful I have a female classmate. Now it seems that's not all the case. It was also based on her feelings."

He Peiyuan's expression of disbelief turned into a sudden realization after thinking for a moment: "It's understandable. Wang Rui said that her mother has been walking with her head held high since her brother went to college. Her brother didn't study well before and her mother was still anxious...

...Hey, does your mother often send out messages like this?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Not often, there aren't that many beautiful female classmates."

He Peiyuan snorted in disbelief: "It's quite a lot... Then when you were talking to Lao Qi, wasn't your mother busy every day?"

Yang Jingxing made it his own fault and laughed dryly: "I showed off a few times."

He Peiyuan was happy because others were happy: "Where is Tao Meng?"

"My mother doesn't know about Tao Meng and I..." Yang Jingxing thought openly: "Otherwise, she will definitely learn a lesson and won't be too happy when we talk about it again."

He Peiyuan looked gloating for a moment, and then sympathized: "Then you break up with Lao Qi, will your mother be sad?"

"It's okay." Yang Jingxing came again: "Their life experience...is this?"

He Peiyuan took a look: "Well, No. 3..."

The hotel can provide valet parking, but Yang Jingxing didn't need it. He asked about the place and went there by himself. It was just across the street. He Peiyuan looked around the parking lot to help search for parking spaces. She was quite sharp.

Carefully observing the driver's parking movements, He Peiyuan became disgusted again: "Your steps are not standard."

"I am above the standard." Yang Jingxing laughed: "The mandatory standards are set for rookies."

He Peiyuan reasoned: "If the front is not so wide, what will you do?"

Yang Jingxing put the gear into gear again and drove out of the parking space: "Okay, I have a chance to learn the standard steps today. It's up to you."

He Peiyuan stamped her feet: "I don't, okay, your standards, you are a master..."

Yang Jingxing stopped the car and got out of the car. Ignoring the girl's protest, he opened the passenger door and asked her to get out of the car and show her skills. He Peiyuan strongly protested that she was learning manual transmission, and this place was very different from the driving school. This was illegal...

...But I still got off the car, but I was very angry.

Yang Jingxing encouraged: "Only by combining theory with practice can we achieve excellence. What should we be afraid of?"

He Peiyuan was disgusted: "There is no reversing image."

Yang Jingxing could only sigh: "I'll change it immediately, let's make do with it first... Are there any exams?"

"No." He Peiyuan smiled and waved her hand: "Your car is not straight!"

"This is the test." Yang Jingxing urged: "Get in the car first."

The two people exchanged positions. Yang Jingxing picked up the girl's bag and prepared to be the coach: "It's very simple. First step on the brakes and ignite the ignition..."

"I'm not ready yet!" He Peiyuan was a little panicked and began to adjust her seat. After all, this is a girl's home. Of course, it takes learning and adaptation to suddenly switch from manual to automatic. Although the girl quickly put aside her personal grudges and was willing to accept it seriously.

Yang Jingxing’s guidance, but it took me a few minutes to feel that I had roughly figured out the steps of automatic transmission.

Fortunately, there are no cars in and out, so students and coaches can take their time. Yang Jingxing praised Haikou: "Don't worry, I can afford to pay for this row. I pay insurance every year and I haven't had any accidents yet."

"Don't be so talkative!" He Peiyuan put her hand on the gear lever, looked down, and then returned to her student mentality: "If I make a mistake, can you park in P gear?"

Yang Jingxing nodded unprincipled: "Don't worry, it's so slow that I could stop the car even if I stretched out my foot."

He Peiyuan gave a bitter smile and looked at the co-pilot: "Don't be joking, be serious."

Yang Jingxing is optimistic: "With Yuanyuan's self-requirements, I have been studying for so long and I don't need to be more serious. There will definitely be no problem."

Finally, He Peiyuan lowered her head and begged with a grimace: "Next time..."

Yang Jingxing scrutinized: "Have you ever learned it? Oh, I know, you just don't want me to pick you up, so you're bragging. No, with your courage and level, I will continue to pick you up."

"Hmph!" He Peiyuan straightened her neck and glared ahead: "Put the gear in, release the clutch, no, release the brake..."

Finally, in order to get rid of the scoundrel, He Peiyuan bravely put it into practice. She started the car, idled two meters forward, applied the brakes harder, then carefully shifted into reverse gear, and then carefully released the brake to test. In fact, she had learned something.

.

Yang Jingxing was no longer optimistic: "What kind of coach? Why are you so responsible for teaching so well? How many more days of teaching should you not charge more days of tuition? Are you stupid?"

"Don't make trouble!" He Peiyuan said sternly: "Do you think everyone is like you?" She spoke very quickly in order not to distract her attention.

Yang Jingxing looked at the rearview mirror and then at the girl. The girl was very serious. She pursed her lips slightly, and quickly switched her gaze between the rearview mirror and the front. Then she followed the standard step eight, turning the direction with great force.

Fight to the end as quickly as possible.

Yang Jingxing laughed, but he didn't laugh out loud, and it wasn't a mockery.

The car started to be put into storage. It was safe. He Peiyuan focused on the left rearview mirror and frowned: "Press the line..." Fortunately, the car next to her was parked farther back. He Peiyuan did not give up and turned her eyes to the right rearview mirror.

He turned back to the direction with all his strength, and used standard movements with his two white and tender hands to pull and pull.

With strength and a little bit of luck, He Peiyuan managed the car well and put it upright. However, she only felt proud for a moment. After seeing the expression on the co-pilot's face, she became wary again: "What are you laughing at!?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "It's too late to press the line, it won't work."

"It's not even close, okay!" He Peiyuan argued: "...it's narrower here than in the driving school! I'm not familiar with cars either."

Yang Jingxing still struck: "Don't take the exam, you won't be able to pass it."

He Peiyuan also showed contempt: "We'll see."

Yang Jingxing showed his true colors: "Don't take the test, please."

"I want it!" He Peiyuan became more confident, looked down, skillfully stopped the car, turned off the engine, and pulled out the key.

Yang Jingxing seemed a little unloved: "Am I really so annoying?"

He Peiyuan smiled, but she was unhappy: "Are you leaving? Are you still going to eat? Leave it to me!"

Yang Jingxing hummed.

After getting off the car, He Peiyuan also admired her work, and she was indeed very demanding: "It's not in the middle, it's wider here."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, we're still far from it."

"As long as you can pass." He Peiyuan raised her chin slightly: "In total, I studied for four days, two or three hours each time. Xiaojie was taught by his husband, and he practiced reversing for half a month."
To be continued...