She wore a red Hanfu, very dignified, and sat quietly on a small stool, with her feet resting in front of her.

She was very quiet, and she was also very beautiful, although her gaze was unfocused, even when bumper cars whizzed by around her, she didn't pay any heed, merely staring straight ahead.

For some reason, when Li Zhiyuan saw her, he also fell into silence.

The boy even slightly shifted his body to the side, putting a little distance between himself and his mother, at least not as close as before.

Li Lan asked, "Are you tired?"

"Yes."

"Then let mom drive."

Without waiting for a response from Li Zhiyuan, Li Lan reached out to grab the steering wheel, then slammed down on the pedal.

This time, the bumper car didn't crash into others but headed straight for that spot in the center of the area.

The speed was fast, leaving little time to react. Li Zhiyuan's eyes widened, and he immediately saw the girl being run over by the bumper car he was in.

The boy's body began to tremble.

Li Lan continued to drive, stepped on the reverse pedal, and then ran over again.

The boy clenched his hands tightly, his well-groomed nails digging into his flesh.

Li Lan drove over once more.

The boy lifted his head, a strong sense of suffocation washed over him.

Li Lan: "Son, am I driving well?"

The boy bit his lip, closing his eyes.

Li Lan ran over again and again, ceaselessly repeating.

"Son, how's mommy's technique?"

"Son, isn't mommy great?"

"Son, what's wrong with you today, why are you so timid?"

The end sounds played.

All the bumper cars came to a stop.

The non-existent people in the cars began to get out and leave, whether "adults" or "children," their faces still showing a lingering enjoyment.

Normally, bumper cars in amusement parks are among the most expensive attractions, and the experience time is not long.

Li Lan asked, "Son, should we play again?"

At this time, if you leave one person in the car and let another go pay, you can continue playing without queuing.

Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes, and in his vision, the central location was a sea of red.

The Hanfu, originally red, had long since been torn to shreds under constant pressure.

Though he didn't know why, just now, Li Zhiyuan had countless urges to vent, wishing to personally tear off his own skin, and then rip off the skin of the woman beside him.

He wanted to stand there, bloodied, face her, face this world.

Because he couldn't stand this inexplicable pain.

But each time this impulse reached a critical point, a cool and soft sensation would appear on Li Zhiyuan's forehead, gently stroking.

It smoothed his furrowed brows time and again, pulling his near-collapse mindset back from the brink.

He didn't know why this cliff suddenly appeared before him, nor why there was a rope on his body preventing him from jumping.

But he cherished this rope dearly, like a drowning person finally grasping a breath of fresh air.

Then he turned his head to look at the mother beside him, still eager to continue playing.

Li Zhiyuan smiled and replied:

"Sure."

Li Lan handed a large-denomination bill to Li Zhiyuan, which could pay for more than just one more round.

Li Zhiyuan left the bumper car, walked to the empty ticket booth, handed over the money, smiled at the person in front of him, and turned sideways, pointing to the bumper car where his mother was seated.

Then, Li Zhiyuan ran back, sitting back in the car.

During this back and forth, the sticky sound of "squeak squeak" from the soles of his shoes pierced painfully into the boy's eardrums.

"Mom, done."

"Okay, let's continue playing."

"Okay."

"You drive, and mom will take a rest?"

"Okay!"

Li Zhiyuan took the steering wheel, setting his feet on the pedal in preparation.

He had already sensed that deep inside his heart, it seemed like a large piece was missing.

He didn't know where this piece had gone, but he could sharply feel that it was still continuing to have an effect.

It seemed like a tug-of-war in progress.

The other end of the rope seemed to be more than just his mom.

Likewise, there appeared to be another figure standing beside him.

Without any clues or known information, he only knew he couldn't lose.

The signal light lit up again, and a new round of the game began.

Li Zhiyuan drove the bumper car, starting to collide with other cars.

At first, Li Lan just watched her son play with a smile, then after a while, she seemed to notice her son only seeking cars to crash into on the periphery and pointed towards the center.

"Son, go there, go there."

Li Zhiyuan turned his head towards the center and saw the girl in the red Hanfu again, sitting on the stool, her feet in embroidered shoes neatly placed in front of her.

The boy turned the steering wheel towards her.

The intense trembling inside him surfaced once more, and he began to tremble again, the urge to tear everything off his body strong and overwhelming once more.

But just then, the girl smiled at him.

At that moment, Li Zhiyuan quieted down, smiling back.

"Bang!"

He crashed into her.

Li Lan: "Is it fun?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Really fun."

Li Lan: "Then quickly back up."

Li Zhiyuan: "Okay, mom."

Crash after crash, run over time and again, each bringing a tremor from within, but as the collisions increased, the resistance within gradually decreased.

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