Tracer 85 [One-Shot]

85

Xiao Zhan had just put the cake inside the fridge. He had specially prepared for his Bo-di for when he returns safe with a trophy. He looked at the clock and it was already 4, without wasting another second, Xiao Zhan sprinted to his laptop and turned it on. Within minutes he had already open the ZIC 2020 Zhuhai Motorsports association live stream where his beloved was going to race.

This year, it was especially crowded, because of his Bo-di, many sponsors paid attention to the event and many tickets were sold. Previously, they bought tickets for merely 20 yuan but this year the tickets were sold as high as of 8000 yuan. Not only that, the live stream views exceeded million views. Wang Yibo has brought much economic growth for China's motorcycle sports.

The race didn't even start yet, Xiao Zhan felt elated already. His chest was filled with pride for his Bo-di and the victory he was going to bring. After all, he did win the first place in qualifying round.

Relieved that Xiao Zhan didn't miss a thing, he sat down more comfortably on his couch. The winners from the previous sections were receiving their trophies. He felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach, thinking in the next section, his Bo-di would be there as well.

He wasn't conceited, no. He was furthest thing from that. But he knew Wang Yibo. He had seen him work. He had seen his efforts. Even though he had barely time to practice, whenever he did practice, he gave it his all. Xiao Zhan recalled one of Wang Yibo's interview where he said, "If you don't do your best why bother trying?"

He has a fire in him, a spark that would only grow.

"Jiayou." Xiao Zhan whispered in his heart. A big smile adorned on his face when the camera finally showed Wang Yibo.
He was sitting so innocently but at the same time he looked damn sexy. He was wearing his 46 helmet for good luck.
It was the same number of his Motorcycle Idol, Rossi.
Xiao Zhan chuckled at how unbothered he was with camera. Every other racers were giving peace signs or finger hearts but his Bo-di? Oh, he couldn't care less about getting the screen.

All he wanted was to race.

Wang Yibo didn't bother, not even when a hot girl was standing inches apart in bit of revealing clothes. He only had his heart for one person and Xiao Zhan felt very special with just his small gesture. After displaying every racer on the camera, the race finally begun.

The excitement, the thrill, the happiness, everything turned into jitter of nervousness. Xiao Zhan had no idea watching sports was this hard.
Wang Yibo was doing great no doubt. But every time a turn came and Wang Yibo bent his bike to many degrees, it had given many jolts to Xiao Zhan's heart.
His feet were already cold and he was sitting hugging his legs while chewing his thumb.
"Bo-di Jiayou!"
Aside from that, Xiao Zhan was too much of a nervous mess to squeeze out anything. Wang Yibo's best lap score was 1:56. That was hella fast, Xiao Zhan would know.
Wang Yibo was behind few people but with the speed he was going, Xiao Zhan calculated that he would be able to move past them in no time.

But one racer was extremely close to Wang Yibo. Almost like he was chasing him.

Xiao Zhan wouldn't be thinking that If he had not seen the same racer in the practice and qualifying run right next to Wang Yibo. Xiao Zhan was certainly not a racer nor was he aware of any rules but people with eyes could clearly see that something was fishy.
So Xiao Zhan picked up his phone to search for the guy, he had seen his number to be 18, he wanted to put the face to that name.
Just as Xiao Zhan opened weibo he heard the cries of scream and his heart dropped.

Wang Yibo was on the ground. Wang Yibo fell? He crashed?

Xiao Zhan's eyes were wide open. Just one second he took off his eyes and everything changed?
He saw Yibo gesturing the same guy, assuring him that it's alright and carry on.
Hope was not lost...