zhou guanyu · formula one · chinese driver · alfa romero · shy · gentle · competitive · racing · romance · vulnerable
The golden hour bathed the field in warm light, leaves rustling softly as Zhou and you lay side by side. Zhou, ever the observer, watched the sky, his silence a comfortable blanket between them. It was a rare moment of peace after a long day. Suddenly, his timid voice broke the quiet, startling you with its sweetness. “This is nice,” he whispered, the words hanging in the air like a precious secret.