Chapter 105: Date at the Racetrack
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After dinner, Jian Ningxuan accompanied An Bu back to the hotel, all the way to the door of room 708.
An Bu took out her room key card and swiped it, then turned to him. “Mr. Jian, thank you for dinner. It’s late now, so you should go back and rest.”
Jian Ningxuan had finally found An Bu. How could he bear to let her out of his sight? An Bu no longer remembered him, so suggesting they share a room would definitely make her uncomfortable. If he just let her leave like this, what if she disappeared again? Who knew if he would be able to find her so easily next time?
An Bu’s several “deaths” had left an indelible psychological shadow on Jian Ningxuan.
Standing stiffly in place, his blue eyes shimmered as they locked with An Bu’s, silently pleading for her not to leave. He didn’t speak, resembling a big cat trying to use its gaze to sway its opponent.
An Bu: “…”
Jian Ningxuan: “…”
Seeing him in this “hesitating to speak” manner, An Bu hesitated and said, “…Mr. Jian.”
Jian Ningxuan perked up, “Hmm?”
“Tomorrow, I plan to go horseback riding at Yungeli Ranch. Are you coming?”
“I’ll go. What time? I’ll arrange for a car.”
“Are you sure? Yungeli Ranch is over 200 kilometers from here. I’ll check out at 7 am tomorrow and head there for a two-day stay.” Due to encountering some pursuers today, An Bu decided to change locations. Although she guessed those pursuers might have been hired by him, it was safer to leave just in case.
“No problem. I happen to be free.” There was nothing more important right now than retrieving Bubu.
“Alright, 7 am tomorrow, meet at the hotel entrance.” An Bu waved with a smile and then walked into her room under Jian Ningxuan’s gaze.
Jian Ningxuan stood at the door for a while. Then, he took out his phone and hired two security guards to stand outside the hotel. Still not reassured, he went to the front desk to inquire if anyone had checked into the room next to 708.
“The guest in room 707 just checked out today,” the receptionist answered with a smile.
“Please help me switch 809 to 707.”
“Sure, please wait a moment.”
To be closer to An Bu, Jian Ningxuan didn’t mind the trouble. After moving from 809 to 707, he felt like the air in the room had changed.
After taking a shower, Jian Ningxuan lay on the bed, typed a screen full of words on his phone, then deleted them all, leaving only a message to An Bu: [Good night.]
An Bu soon replied from the other side: [Good night, sleep well.]
Jian Ningxuan looked at the phone, a faint smile on his lips. After the screen went black, he fell asleep.
After a day of running around, he was too tired.
At around 5 am, An Bu exercised for half an hour, had a glass of juice, then took a bath. She memorized a few math formulas and finally left the room neatly dressed.
Just as she walked out of the room, the door of the adjacent room 707 opened, revealing a familiar figure.
“Mr. Jian?” An Bu looked at him in surprise.
“Yeah, perfect timing. Let’s go.” Jian Ningxuan had no intention of explaining why he walked out of the neighboring room.
“….Oh.” An Bu followed him to the lobby on the first floor. After checking out, they got into an SUV.
The driver had prepared breakfast in advance: soy milk, fruits, and vegetable salad for An Bu – the routine nutritious meal for the old corpse. Jian Ningxuan had soy milk, fruits, and a lobster salad sandwich.
An Bu was already used to him knowing her eating habits. While enjoying breakfast, she asked, “Mr. Jian, can you ride a horse?”
“No,” Jian Ningxuan replied straightforwardly.
An Bu: “…” With a face of omnipotence, this answer was really not convincing.
“When we get there, let the coach help you choose a gentle horse and teach you to ride a few laps. As long as you have the right posture and control the strength properly, it’s not difficult to learn.” An Bu recalled the essentials of horseback riding last night. Although she hadn’t achieved any significant results in the past amateur equestrian competitions, casual riding was no problem.
“Do you know how to ride a horse? When did you learn?” Jian Ningxuan suddenly asked.
“I forgot, several… more than ten years ago?” An Bu almost said “several decades ago.”
“You learned riding more than ten years ago, and you still remember how to ride now?” An eleven or twelve-year-old An Bu back then? Seeing her confidently talking about it just now, he thought she was quite proficient, but it turned out she had only learned a little during childhood.
Jian Ningxuan said in a deep voice, “When we get to the ranch, practice with me first. Don’t ride alone without reins.”
An Bu: “…”
The old corpse’s equestrian skills faced serious questioning from the cat master.
Three hours later, the SUV carrying the two entered Yungeli Ranch. After parking the car, they found a homestay to stay in. After resting for half an hour, they went to explore the ranch scenery.
The sky was as clear as a wash, the earth covered with lush green grass. Groups of cows and sheep strolled on the grass, while agile and strong horses galloped and played.
Yungeli Ranch mainly engaged in animal husbandry and breeding, focusing on horse breeding and training. Every year, they supplied excellent horse breeds to various places and also welcomed vacationing tourists. The ranch wasn’t as professional as equestrian clubs or racetracks, but it boasted beautiful scenery and fresh air, providing a close-to-nature experience.
Jian Ningxuan and An Bu arrived at the ranch, wore helmets, protective vests, gloves, riding pants, and boots. They each chose a gentle mare and, under the guidance of the coach, learned how to mount, ride, and control the horse. Then, they warmed up with their horses in the riding arena.
An Bu didn’t mind learning again; as long as her body was in motion, whether it was walking or running, it didn’t matter.
Sitting upright on the horse, Jian Ningxuan held the reins with a noble posture, like a medieval aristocrat. Only An Bu could feel his tension. The chestnut horse he rode occasionally turned its head, looking at him with a somewhat disdainful expression.
“It seems not to like me,” Jian Ningxuan stated, looking at the horse.
An Bu laughed, “Because it envies your beauty.”
Jian Ningxuan: “…”
“Just talk to it more, communicate with it. It’ll get used to you soon.” An Bu patted the brown mane of the black horse she was riding. The horse shook its head happily and blew out a few breaths.
The chestnut horse looked at An Bu, then at Jian Ningxuan, with a long face, seeming to say: Watch how they communicate with their rider. Look at you, there’s really no comparison.
Jian Ningxuan also wanted to get close to his horse like An Bu did, but his intermittent germaphobia struck again. He wore half gloves, and the exposed fingers were reluctant to touch anything other than An Bu. In fact, his germophobia had improved a lot since he met An Bu, and sometimes he even forgot about this flaw. Anything from An Bu’s hands never caused him discomfort. But occasionally, germophobia would strike again, and there was no way to avoid it.
“Mr. Jian, I’ll take a quick run.” An Bu urged her horse with a squeeze of her legs, and the black horse immediately circled the fence, running briskly.
Jian Ningxuan, also on a chestnut horse, followed leisurely.
At this moment, not far from them, there were four or five young men and women riding horses in the equestrian field. Judging by their luxurious equipment, it seemed they were wealthy individuals.
“Hetty, didn’t you say you wanted to compete with me?” Silvia, with a head of golden waves, tapped her riding crop provocatively, looking at another girl with short brown hair.
“Silvia, forget it. You know Hetty’s riding skills aren’t that good. What’s the point of forcing her into a competition?” A blond man named Senn pulled Silvia’s arm.
Silvia harshly shook off his hand and said angrily, “Are you really concerned about her? This woman is a slut, slept with her best friend’s boyfriend. It’s disgusting! Today, I’ll teach her a lesson. Don’t you dare stop me.” She pointed her riding crop at Hetty. “You have the guts to hook up with my boyfriend, but not the guts to compete with me? Today, we’ll settle this. If you lose, disappear from my circle immediately. If you win, Senn the b*stard is yours.”
“Silvia!” Senn looked at her angrily, thinking she was making a scene for no reason.
Silvia ignored him and just stared at Hettie.
Hettie nervously squeezed her gloves and whispered, “I’m sorry, Silvia. I genuinely like Senn. For him, I’m willing to compete with you.”
Upon hearing this, a hint of emotion flashed in Senn’s eyes.
However, Silvia sneered coldly and immediately mounted her horse, looking down at Hettie. “Come on then.”
Hettie walked up beside her, one hand holding onto the reins, the other on the horse’s back, and said earnestly, “Silvia, win or lose, I won’t give up on Senn.”
Silvia: D*mn it, will you ever stop? What are you trying to show off here?
Silvia, with a bit of a temper, was irritated by Hettie’s words. She exerted force on the reins, tightening them, and her mount seemed startled, lifting its head and neighing before galloping away madly.
“Hoo, hoo.” Silvia quickly steadied herself, trying to regain control of her mount, but it seemed to have gone crazy, charging forward as if it were on drugs.
Silvia’s riding skills were only mediocre, and she had never encountered a situation where her mount lost control, so she was somewhat panicked for a moment.
The people behind her called out for help, but everything happened too quickly. They could only watch as Silvia and her horse raced away, then unexpectedly leapt over the fence and dashed onto the grass outside.
Before anyone could react, they saw a dark figure tracing an elegant arc in the air, leaping over the fence right behind Silvia, swiftly catching up to her.
This person naturally was An Bu, determined to save her. When she entered the equestrian field, she had noticed the death aura on the golden-haired girl. So, during the horse riding practice, she deliberately approached her. Three minutes ago, she foresaw her death scenario: falling from the horse.
However, by the time she snapped out of the vision, the girl’s horse had already carried her away. An Bu could only speed up to chase after her.
“An Bu!!!” Jian Ningxuan, watching the figure fly again, almost suffocated.
Using the riding skills learned at the age of twelve, challenging the difficulty of saving someone with a flying horse, could An Bu survive this time?!
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