Title        Turning Point

Couple    Kris x Lay

Author    

W.K.L. (

WithKrisLay)

Warning :

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Title        Turning Point

Couple    Kris x Lay

Author    

W.K.L. (

WithKrisLay)

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Blink, Blink, Blink, Blink.

The sound of a single house fence repeating itself Loud noises from other houses in the housing project But no matter how loud the sound of steel wheels grinding on the fence rail, it is not as loud as the horn of a flat-bottom racing car. Low ceiling, luxury car parked in front of the house Yixing closed the car door with a bang. Press the seat belt buckle that was already pulled around your waist with a loud click.

“Is Mommy sleeping yet?”

“Mommy, I'll wake up because you're honking your horn. Late at midnight, I told you to call me or I'll just honk the horn once. The villagers are all awake.”

"Oh, sorry, I forgot."

“I don't remember anything!” The fierce man turned his head out the window. Maserati owner decorates the car with an expensive red engine Driving slowly and silently along the village road, Wu Fan waved at the guard at the booth in front of the village entrance. I would say that if you go to the night shift, you might be familiar with his face.

“Where is the match tonight?”

“Line 214”

"Far away"

"It's not far. Just drive 20 minutes to get there." The audience nodded their heads. It is understood His friend's twenty minutes away was driving at 140 kilometers per hour.

Passing the village exit, it was time for the young boy to step on the gas pedal. Long feet wrapped in brand-name sneakers stomped on the accelerator. The wheels that were replaced for racing work flawlessly.

Peep peep …. Peep peep

You have 1  new message

The person driving moved and took out a cell phone from the back pocket of his pants. Quickly scan your eyes for new messages. Then look at the road

Pa:

Chris, where are you going out so late at night? The house's fence isn't closed!

“You answer Dad. Please sign that Meng answered.” Wu Fan threw the phone onto his friend's lap. Turn the steering wheel into a curve following the shape of the road. There aren't many cars on this highway at night. In fact, it's okay to say there aren't any.

“Why do you have to sign your name?”

“You'll get scolded. Dad doesn't like it when he's driving.”

“Oh, yes, what would you like me to answer?”

“I'm going to race cars.”

“Then answer that you will go compete…huh?”

"Oh, answer that. Don't forget to put your name on it as Lay."

“I don't mind telling you this, Daddy.”

“Look, I think that I go to compete often. Daddy, don't you know that?” Yixing didn't answer. Press to type a reply to your friend's father without forgetting to sign yourself as the person who typed it. Soon his friend Chris will be scolded by his father... that you use your phone while driving

But hey, is it true? This house is doing the wrong thing. The little man shook his head.

"finished"

"Thank you. Find a good place to stay on the island, Wei. Tonight is a special match."

“I always see Meng saying it's a special match,” Yixing pursed his lips. He also saw that his friend Chris was extra cheerful than during class, every time he went racing. Yixing didn't really like this kind of thing, but it wouldn't hurt to go and have fun. Chris himself did not compete with the desire to win hard. The tall friend just jumped up and down when he won. But when he lost, he was still smiling.

“Today during the competition, will you sit with me?”

“Didn't you call me to sit? .. Fuck Chris. There's a checkpoint ahead.” The beautiful car suddenly slowed down. In the middle of the road, two hundred meters ahead, there was a light sign in the middle of the road. It is a sign telling all cars to stop for officials to inspect.

Wu Fan was surprised, but he parked his car along the side of the road and lowered his window. Ah, it looked like it was an alcohol checkpoint or something, but this place?

“Drug testing, maybe? There will probably be someone reporting something as usual. Meng, can you clear it up?” Yixing leaned over and whispered in his friend's ear. Normal if there is a problem Just a few syllables of Chris' holy word would get him through... His father's name.

“My father doesn't control this area, get off.” Wu Fan opened the door and stepped out of the car first. My best friend, Yi Qing, stepped down from the opposite door. Needless to say, you will definitely get a fine for driving over the speed limit. Luckily he brought his driver's license with him or else he would have been charged again. Dad will definitely be fierce if he's charged with something stupid like not carrying a driver's license. Overtaking in places where overtaking is prohibited is still cooler.

“Why do I have to check my urine?”

“It's orderly. Even if there's no alcohol percentage, you have to make sure that the driver doesn't have drugs in his system... Even if you're driving at such a speed...” The person in uniform narrowed his eyes and looked towards the expensive car. If there was a charge of offending Wu Fan, he would still have to pay a lot more. Oh, university students these days drive too much.

“I drive alone. Does my friend have to check it out as well?”

“Check everyone.”

“So, pee together and the police can inspect it all at once? There will be no need to check many times.”

"Oh... I guess not." The handsome man was still smiling cheekily as usual. Walk separately into a corner that is arranged for a different corner from Yixing. I agreed to collect my urine for examination.

The checkpoint halfway to his appointment didn't waste Wu Yifan's time. After all, he had already paid a fine, so he sped up a little more. Arrived just in time for the appointment.

“I know the rules.”

“Um.” Wu Fan rested his elbow on the edge of the car window. Show your head and listen. I already know the rules. Just waiting for time

“Let go at the starting point here. At the intersection with Third Road, turn around. This is the same ending point.” A formidable man stood in the middle between the two competing cars. shouted for both drivers and the thirty or so spectators on the sidelines to hear.

Let's just say that Wu Fan's party... there was only Yi Qing.

“Whoever reaches the finish line first wins. Everything is in accordance with the agreement. Everyone here is a witness. If any side doesn't comply, then we'll make an agreement among ourselves.”

“Hahaha, tickle me.”

“Please pay attention.” The good-humored person stopped laughing and turned to look at the person next to him. Yixing glared at him for the fifth time since getting into the car. Wu Fan sped up his engine at full speed. The sound of the two cars' engines hitting each other was loud.

The flag was waved to signal the start of the race.

The luxury car took off at a speed that was rapidly climbing higher and higher. Wu Fan smiled happily, but it didn't last long. Another beautiful car that he had just overtaken. Squeezed back up and easily took the lead.

"Hoy"

"Well, if you can overtake it, let it overtake you."

“No Wei, hold on tight, Meng.” A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth for just a split second. The speed dropped slightly before the accelerator was fully depressed. The car jerked so hard that both the driver The person sitting is a friend with the back stuck to the seat. The odometer rounds up to 190 kilometers per hour. Yixing raised his arms to push against the ceiling so as not to be thrown by the force of gravity when the car entered a curve.

Eyes looking ahead in the darkness lit only by car headlights. The pictures on both sides of the road pass by so quickly that you can hardly tell what's going on.

Wu Fan overtook the final turn, missing his rival by just two seconds. Makes people sitting here gasp. His mouth says he doesn't care, but his heart is dizzy every time he drives up and down.

“Woohoo!!” The hand that had been holding the steering wheel so tight for so long that it was tired lifted it up to congratulate himself. Take your foot off the accelerator.

“You're really good at this, huh.” The speedometer said the speed would bounce back down to just a few tens of kilometers per hour and then turn around and return to the finish line. Yixing opened the window, poked his head out and waved to the owner of another car who had gotten out of his own car. With that expression, Yixing understood. Whoever loses must naturally have this emotion.

“Ow, why are you pushing my head?!”

“Don't show your face.”

“Well, I'm glad Meng won, haha.” Yixing leaned back on his seat and laughed a bit. Even though he pretends to be a fool, Chris is a good racer in terms of both his ability and his sportsmanship. If not, don't just sit like a doll in front of the car. Being friends will break up too.

Wu Fan parked the car completely. Lower the mirror on your side.

“Ah.”

“Thank you, next time you can come and get it back.” Wu Fan grabbed the keys to the sports car they had just competed in in his hand. It is now his property.

“Oh, sure.”

“When will you tell me, Wei?”

“Are you racing to get a car?” a sweet voice asked. Make your eyes widen at him for the sixth time.

“Well, I told you that tonight is a special match. That's why I want Meng to come as well."

“What if you lose? All the other cars have been confiscated by Dad, right?” Chris has only one red one (?), his dearest friend. There is no guarantee that this time will win. If you lose, you have to give your car away. Don't say there won't be any cars left. There just won't be a car to drive home. I don't know what to think of it.

"If you lose, I'll give it to you."

“Fuck!”

“Just kidding, I have a mother. If I want to sacrifice Meng instead of the car, I'll ask Mother Meng's permission first, haha.” Yixing cursed a few more rude words and then held out his hand in front of his friend's face. He had a crazy friend. Yixing didn't want to take it lightly. find out

"Give me the keys, I'll drive you back."

“No need, you'd better go with me. The car will come and get it soon,” he said and immediately got out of the car, not listening to any objections. Wu Fan drove along the way home. But this time it was slower than before. It would take an hour to get home.

“Oh, that checkpoint over there has stopped checking?”

“What are they doing at 4 a.m.?” Yi Qing looked up at the road ahead. This curve is exactly half the way home. Probably because the area on the side of the road was wide enough to set up a tent here, so we came to check here.

All equipment used to block the road has been put away. Only a line of reflective orange cones in the middle of the road to slow down passing cars remained.

“I'll show you what I'm doing.” Wu Fan slowed down. Drive straight and approach the tall orange plastic. Slowly forcing the wheels to knock down the cones one by one, until they were all gone, drove off and laughed like it was a lot of fun.

“Am I good at it?”

“Good at Baan Meng. Go back and give it back to him before he's good at it. So what does the car behind you do? The cones are falling all over the road like that,” said a person sitting next to him. He looked in the side mirror of the car and shook his head. When I'm in a good mood, I always do childish things. You know, it's good to tease him until he loses.

“Oh, so why did you park here?”

“Aren't you going to congratulate me?”

“You brought me with you for this reason, right?”

“If there is no one to congratulate Meng on her success. What are you trying to do? Are you happy to be alone? Our people, Wei..."

"enough! You talk a lot.” Yixing pulled the collar of the person who kept talking closer to him. He pressed a kiss to his friend's small lips. Wu Fan regained his composure after nearly ten seconds. I wanted to kiss her deeper than before but there was no time.

“That's enough Meng, that's too much.” Resisting that he let Chris take the lead, he fainted in the car.

“It is a celebration of the victory of male Wei. This is instinct. People with high estrogen like you don't understand. When the adrenaline flows, we all want..”

"shut your mouth!"

“If you don't want me to talk again, just come.” Wu Fan pushed the car seat back all the way. Add space between yourself and the steering wheel. Unbuckle the seat belt. The seat can be reclined slightly in the back because it is a two-seat vehicle.

“But it's already morning.”

“I just found out that you need to look at the auspicious time as well. Or are you going to wait until it's light before I can sleep and wait?”

"I hate you, Chris."

“But I like you.”

“What the fuck do you like in this car?” Yixing cursed softly to himself. I'm a little irritated with myself. I felt hot and cold with my friend's thoughtless words. I really only like him when like this.

“Cars are my life.

feel comfortable

When the back is stuck in the seat.”

“So, I'm comfortable with Meng? My head is stuck to the ceiling!” Red Mouth moved to complain but climbed over the gear. Stepping astride the large man sitting behind the wheel. Keep your head low to avoid the low ceiling of the car. Both knees rest on the edge of the driver's seat. They turned to face each other but didn't sit down yet. A small hand unbuttoned the jeans that Wu Fan was wearing. Dexterous enough, his large hands pulled the waistband of his shorts that hung low on his hips down to rest on his thighs.

“Come on Meng, I think we should test the shock absorbers.”

Pae!!

“Shock the monkey or shock the car!” A sweet voice shouted. Smacked my handsome friend's skull until his hair exploded. Wu Fan raised his hand to rub his forehead but still smiled fondly. Yi Qing is always fierce like this. But in reality, he never said anything. It's even cute when you complain and scold him and moan and move around.

If anyone were to drive by, they would probably see a fiery red car with a small engine parked on the side of the road near dawn. In the car, Yixing sat in the same seat as Wu Fan. Soft hips resting on the front of the legs. The little person above moved up and down faster according to the force of his emotions. The car owner must be satisfied that the shock absorbers absorb shocks this well.

Yixing was familiar with all of his friends' cars. You even know where to place your limbs. How do you move without hitting your head on the ceiling of the car?

“Lay...Uh...I really like you.”

“..Ah.” The white man was panting heavily but still moaning. He knew, Wu Fan kept saying this. A small hand pressed against his stiff shoulder. The other hand supported the cushion next to the person below until his arm was tight. It's almost there. Yixing moved his body even faster. Leaning in so close that his thin white shirt, damp with sweat, rubbed against the other man's bare chest, it was only fair. He took off his bottom. Chris took off his top.

When?

"Kris Meng... ah, Kris," the owner of the name whose sweet voice had been calling over and over since several minutes ago wanted to die. I want to crush the person in front of me every time I hear my own name come out of those pretty lips, but I can't. Yi Qing would have killed him first. A large hand gripped the window sill with the window fully rolled down.

Lifting his head against the headrest, large beads of sweat trickled down his neck.

“Lay .. I..”

"Don't say it. If you say it again, I'll punch you." In the end, the deep voice didn't say another word. Only a low, throaty moan of satisfaction came out. Wu Fan's thin waist was clenched so tightly that it left red marks as the love story neared its end. Yixing rested his chin on the wet hair of the person below.

His white, slender neck was kissed repeatedly. If it weren't for him, who was panting so hard he couldn't speak, he would have scolded his friend. Said he doesn't like having his neck messed with.

“I told Meng to take off my shirt, but I didn't believe it,” Wu Fan said, stopping to nip at the cold, sweaty skin.

“I'm cold.”

"Don't tell me to turn down the air conditioner." I forgot that Yixing was sitting blocking the cool air that was open. White skin is slippery, hands are cold and clammy from sweat. Unlike him, not only was he not exposed to the wind from the air conditioner, but he was also extremely hot, with beads of sweat all over his body.

"Do you have time to turn down the air conditioner?" From what I remember, I was able to take off his pants past his ankles and do it. Like I would think of something else.

The little man climbed back into his seat, being careful not to hit the steering wheel with his back. He had already been so oblivious that he didn't pay attention. After hitting the steering wheel of the car, his skin was completely bruised. My good friend can only laugh. Said the car has only two seats. Next time, you can change to the more open driver's seat. He didn't realize that his pain was also because of him.

“What about tissues?”

"do not have"

“How?” Yixing glared at Wu Fan for the umpteenth time. Why are there tissues in racing cars? What will he do?

“Why don't I drink coffee while driving? Nothing is stained.”

"But you did something else and stained my legs, Chris!"

"Right, then I'll.."

"do not! I did it myself. Bring your handkerchief!” The big man almost climbed onto the seat next to him. Step back and sit in He looked for what his friend wanted and handed his own handkerchief to Yixing.

White legs lifted and rested on the console. Using the blackmailed handkerchief just now, he roughly wiped the stain off his own leg. Then throw it away at the footrest.

"There's no tissue, but there's lubricant."

“That one requires Wei.”

“I really hate you.”

“Ha,” he said and realized. Wu Fan Yue picked up the tube of lubricant that had fallen and his shirt. Put on your top and move your pants into place. Yixing sometimes wears his own pants. That's it.

Yixing liked to complain, complaining about everything about Wu Fan.

Wu Fan liked to listen, he listened and laughed.

“Please send me home.”

“Daddy, I'm asking for Meng. Aren't you going to my house?"

“No.”

“And Mother Meng doesn't ask if I'm looking for you?”

“Yesterday, you just went to eat at my house.”

“Ha, it's been several days now.” Yixing shook his head. Sometimes he hated Wu Fan's ignorant laughter like that. Some people are never serious about anything. I saw everything and thought it was fun. So what can you believe like this?

The same Maserati that had just stopped at midnight was back in the same place again at almost 6:00 p.m. Yi Qing got out of the car and opened the fence of the house.

“The next day, I came to pick you up to test the new shock absorbers.”

“Dream.”

“I always dream about Meng.” Yixing was too lazy to speak. Pull the chest-high metal fence closed.

“Good night, Meng.” If it were normal, Wu Fan would probably reply with the same words and rev up the engine loudly and drive away, of course, with a cheerful laugh. But this time, no, Wu Fan was quiet, Yi Qing was silent.

“When will you agree to be my girlfriend?” The person standing on the fence raised his eyebrows, suddenly asking something that he had never asked before.

“You can stay naughty. How are you as a lover? If it weren't for me, I would have gone with Meng all the time anyway.”

"I don't like seeing you flirting with other people."

“Jeez Jae? With whom?"

“You went behind Baekhyun(?). Chanyeol also went behind you(?). You slept on Gray's shoulder. Letting Chen lie on his lap, cuddling with Luhan, kissing Xiumin on the cheek, kissing Sehun's neck, Meng smacking Jongin's butt. Hustle and bustle with D.O. and Suho too. Ten people, ten people, Meng.” Wu Fan stopped breathing. Even though it looks like a joke every day But everything about Yixing was in his sight.

"I've never seen you do that to me before."

“This idiot!” Yixing shouted loudly. Beautiful eyebrows furrowed If it weren't for the fact that we were standing far away from each other, we would have hurt our friends.

“So, who did I do to anyone in the car like I did to you!?”

"reply!"

“…No… maybe. Do I know?”

“Fuck Chris!” The beautiful woman bared her teeth. I don't have any idea what it means.

“Say yes for once. I'm tired of flirting with you."

"You're flirting with someone by inviting them to test their car? Go, go home, I still want a wife." Yixing pointed out his hand and chased his friend back. Where are the people who flirt like this?

“Straddle me very smoothly. You can say that you want to have a wife.”

“What?”

“No, I'll come pick you up tomorrow, Wei.”

“No need, I can go study by myself. Meng's house is in a completely different direction from my house.” Yixing shook his head. I'm completely bored of talking to Wu Fan.

“Lay, don't you think anything of me at all?”

“I think you should go home now. It will be bright. Good night.” Wu Fan nodded. Close the window and prepare to get out of the car. People like Yixing, if they say 'no', will it mean 'no' or not? But the little guy still hasn't said no.

Puck!

“Hey, what did you throw at me? You'll scratch my window,” the car owner shouted. It's probably just a small pebble.

“I never have to deal with other people. I'm busy all day, but with Meng, I don't have time.” Yixing raised his eyebrows and turned to go back into the house. Those were the sweetest words from Yixing that Wu Fan had ever heard.

If this is a competition The Yixing is the most difficult field. Highest stakes And it made Wu Fan want to enter the field to the point of trembling.

Yixing enters the house His mother had woken up early in the morning as usual. Mrs. Zhang was in the kitchen. I only realized that my son wasn't in the house when Yixing went to look for him.

“Good morning, mother.”

“Where are you going, Yixing?”

“Go with Chris.”

“Go racing again.” The mother gently caressed her taller son's hair. Yixing is a good child. Study hard and still help with work at home. Going out to play and look at Dura cars like a boy sometimes, she doesn't want to stop her.

“It's like that.” Yixing knew that his mother was worried. Mother knew that he was only going to watch, not competing. For a mother, it probably sounds safe.

“In the afternoon I went to deliver snacks to Mom.”

"Yes, go to bed, son." The son kissed his mother's cheek and went up to the bedroom.

Because I thought.

Because I thought about Chris more than any other friend.

Lots of thoughts, lots of chaos all over the place.

I thought, but that idiot didn't understand.

Just for fun, never really thought about it, so I couldn't see it. Really stupid.

If you didn't think anything of it, why would you allow yourself to do that?

Wu Fan pressed the remote to open the fence. Park the car in the garage inside where there are already a number of imported European cars lined up. Many of the cars are my father's. Many other cars were his and the keys had already been taken from his father. Tomorrow there will probably be another bright yellow Mustang parked. Until the car owner challenged him to a duel again and then he would give it back.

A thin figure raced against the sunlight that shone on the door of the house in the east and nearly reached the roof. Long legs jumped up the spiral staircase two steps at a time. Opened the door and jumped all over the father's bed.

“Papa!!”

“Damn it, what time is it? I'm going to sleep.” The young father was sleepy. He almost used his feet to push his son, who was only twenty years older than himself, off the bed.

“It's almost morning, Dad. I'm going to flirt with Lay. This person is serious.” The father rubbed his eyes. It was only slightly dimmed because I was still very sleepy.

“Lay? I think you flirted with the installation for a long time. Haven't we gotten together yet?" Father opened his mouth and yawned. The sweet-faced boy White skin but looks serious about that person. He had always thought of him as his son's boyfriend. Is this a misunderstanding? He said something strange. with that child many times behind Chris's back He even entrusted me to take care of my son. That young layman promised again.

“He said he wanted to have a wife. He said he hates me too.”

"So what? Do you want me to flirt with you?"

"No, I just came to tell Dad. Do you like it?"

“These people's mouths don't match their hearts. If I were young, I would have flirted for a long time. Hey, tell him nicely, not make a fuss about inviting him into bed. So he thinks you're not serious with him."

“Really?” The father turned around and turned around. Pull the blanket up to cover your head. Wu Fan lay on his back and supported his arms. It's funny and it's serious. I don't see any sign of success.

"Come on, what are you afraid of? I was never afraid when I was young." A muffled voice rang out. It came from under the blanket. Go ahead, here's how to do it. But let's try it.

"You're a braggart, Dad."

"Don't brag, like that kid. If you don't play with me, they won't let you in the first place. That's really stupid."

For Wu Fan, the starting point was right in front of him. The young boy thought he was about to start.

But for Yixing Wu Fan had been in the field for a long time.

Whether it was the real field or just Wu Fan's practice field. The winner's flag in Yixing's hand was ready to wave. Winning Yixing's heart wouldn't be too difficult if Wu Fan concentrated on it a little more.

He would wait for the day when Wu Fan, the stubborn man, could cross the finish line.

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The plot came from my younger brother. My younger sister told me about a friend who likes to drive fast. Put it together with the red Maserati on the fourth floor (maybe if I remember correctly) of Paragon that I walked past the other day. It was beautiful. As soon as I saw it I felt like I really wanted Wu Fan to drive it. So I got a character with a mischievous personality, from a rich family, who drove into a highway cone.

Who is secretly accusing Chris of being naive? I don't have it. Haha.

I love everyone as always.

@WithKrisLay