When I arrived, there was no one around.

The sun was scorching and I was already sweating a little.

"Hahaha! What did I tell you? That the pick me will definitely come! Come on, pay up!"

Not far away, Kevin and the others were standing under the shade of a tree, pointing at me and laughing.

The others were reluctantly taking money out of their trouser pockets.

"You are out of your mind, girl! Didn't Kevin ask you to watch the livestream? And yet here you are. I never met a side chick with thicker skin!"

"God, doesn't this woman have any self-respect?"

I understood what was going on.

I turned around to leave, but was stopped by Kevin.

He pointed in a direction.

Over there, Yvon was stretching out her right hand, her head tilted towards Julian.

"Which one of us has bigger hands do you think?"

Julian raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand too.

Just as their hands touched, he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Yvon nestled in his arms shyly.

Julian stared at Yvon's shy face and smiled heartily.

I stood there in a daze for god knew how long.

Afterwards, Yvon walked towards them.

The guys cheerfully made a circle around her.

"How did it go? We were great matchmakers yes? Didn't disturb you guys did we?"

Yvon hit the guy with her fist.

"Well done! Dinner's on me when I get him!"

"Come on, come on, drain your pocket. We're in your livestream every day to give likes. We're doing free hard labor!"

"You are indispensable! Where's Kevin? Why's the big guy not here to greet me?"

Kevin and I were hiding behind a big tree watching them.

"See? This is the one for Julian. What are you to that?"

"She's a real racer, can you do it?"

I stared at him, then cracked a smile.

"I can."

I had always played dumb to please Julian's friends.

But that was no longer necessary.

I gave everything to this relationship.

So I could leave with no regrets now.

I was sure, I wouldn't be the one with any regrets.

Kevin didn't believe it and dragged me to the racetrack.

He waited in the passenger seat to see me make a fool of myself.

"Pick me girl, you're just trying to be cool, right? Let's see how you'll end up! Need me to teach you how to start?"

I asked him, "You must be very skilled then?"

He was slightly stunned, then couldn't be more pleased with himself.

"Well, do you know Brianna White? She's an F1 racing champion! I almost..."

I was briefly stunned to hear my alias.

"Almost surpassed her?"

He looked at me like I was an imbecile.

"Are you kidding me? Do you know how huge this race is? Seriously, why would Julian be with you? I almost got her autograph!"

I didn't know what to say.

I hadn't raced for two years, so I was a little clumsy at first.

Kevin's words came lazily from the passenger seat.

"Oh, not too bad! You must have learned it especially for Julian."

As I went on, Kevin gradually shut up.

I had been staying away from racing for the past few years.

Because every time I raced, it reminded me of Marvin.

My first love.

The teacher I most respected became a lover, then in the end, an utter stranger.

After getting distracted for a while, I suddenly realized the scenery in front of me was becoming increasingly unfamiliar.

I had taken the wrong road.

Kevin curled his lips, somewhat gloating.

"Tsk, you had your chance, but you made a mistake!"

I gripped the steering wheel.

Seven minutes had passed.

It was probably too late to turn back now.

But if one doesn't turn around when going in the wrong direction, and the more one goes, the more mistakes one makes.

I made a prompt decision and turned around to head back.

Kevin sneered, "Oh, you're trying so hard? Tell you what, you can't possibly make it in time. I'm familiar with this route, and it still takes me 25 minutes!"

"Speak for yourself."

I curled my lips into a cold smile and stepped on the gas.

The car flew like an arrow.

Kevin grabbed the seat belt tightly and suddenly fell silent.

Along the way, long gone memories were wakened.

Over the corner with skillful drifting, the car accelerated.

The blue racing car sped across the field.

The speed was getting faster and faster, as my smile grew bigger and bigger.

Kevin's expression changed from contempt to respect, and even a hint of... worship?

And then it was over.

We arrived at the finish line three minutes and sixteen seconds ahead of schedule.

When I got off the car, every cell in my body was screaming with excitement.

My hands were shaking terribly.

Glancing sideways, I saw Kevin bending over beside a tree emptying his stomach.

I pursed my lips in disgust.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Kevin hurriedly chased after me.

"Wait, Bianca wait! Your skills are great, you must know Brianna White right? Please, help me get her autograph!"

"Brianna White? Maybe you should ask Julian, he knows her well. Oh and, I'm done with Julian, and so too with you guys."

Ignoring his surprise, I turned around and walked back.

Kevin shouted at my back, "When?!"

I waved my hand and replied, "Five minutes from now."

When Julian knew that Kevin and I were going to the racetrack, he became unusually nervous.

His words came pouring out of the speaker.

"Babe, is Kevin giving you trouble again? Really, I gotta talk to that guy. How can he drag you to such a dangerous..."

"Julian Adler."

Hearing me call him by his full name, Julian stopped talking.

It was quiet over there, and I spoke softly.

"You know Kevin likes Brianna White, don't you?"

The breathing on the other side grew harder.

We both knew that Kevin was never supportive of our relationship.

He even led the others in the circle to isolate me.

Julian knew it, but he always asked me to be patient.

Had Julian told Kevin at any point in the past two years that I was his idol, Kevin would not have treated me like that.

Why didn't he then?

Because I couldn't get over Yvon.

He couldn't mention her himself, so he would let his friends do it for him.

He was isolating me, to save Yvon her place.

Oh well.

Julian was eager to explain, but I didn't give him the chance.

"Why did Kevin call me a pick-me girl when we first met? Said I was a gold digger? Have I ever spent a dime of your money? Were you paving the way for your reconciliation, right from the beginning?"

Julian didn't take that well.

"What was all that about? What ex, what reconciliation? Bianca, is that how you see me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's excited voice followed.

"Julian, come quick, look at the fireworks!"

Julian was flustered for a bit, then lowered his voice into the microphone.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I have something urgent to deal with. We'll talk tomorrow!"

The call was hung up, but I hadn't finished talking.

I opened the texting app and sent three words.

[Let's break up.]