Drowsily, with sleepy eyes, and a confused brain that was not fully awake, he could see the dark crowd in front of him.
A small group of fans gathered on both sides of the hotel entrance, shouting at the top of their lungs. The hotel security personnel pulled up the isolation tape, but they were unable to stop their fanaticism and passion, and the waves rolled in.
After the game, they came to the hotel to wait as soon as possible, just hoping to tell Gawain in person:
“The game was very, very exciting!”
"In my heart, you are the champion!"
"Gawain, I will always support you."
They cheered, shouted, jumped, and conveyed their enthusiasm to Gawain at the top of their lungs, becoming Gawain's strong backing with practical actions.
The scene in front of him was completely beyond Gawain's expectation. The crowd seemed to be even larger.
Then, among the bustling crowd, Gawain saw Pu Lan at a glance.
In the turbulent crowd of fans, Pulan held up the support sign in his hand, jumped and shouted, his smile like a sunflower blooming proudly in midsummer, always bright and bright.
"you are my hero."
This is what the support sign says.
Gawain had no sense of reality, and he began to suspect that he was so tired that his eyesight was hallucinating, and everything in front of him was a mirage.
But Pulan still smiled, bright and firm, staring at her sun, waving the support sign vigorously, and calling loudly.
"Gawain, I love you."
He shouted, his smile became brighter and brighter, his eyes filled with brilliance, and then he shouted louder.
"I love you!"
She was obviously not the only one. Other fans around her were also shouting "I love you", so that Pu Lan's shouting did not feel abrupt at all. It even inspired other fans to compete with each other and scrambled to raise their voices. Each one shouted louder than the other.
Excited, one shouted more enthusiastically than the other.
The whole place was in a state of excitement.
Pu Lan seemed to be very satisfied with the commotion in front of him. The smile on the corner of his mouth was completely blooming, and he seemed to be able to hear the series of silver bell-like laughter. There was a mischievous light in his eyes, with a little pride and satisfaction.
Along with this, the smile on the corner of Gawain's mouth also slightly rose.
After hesitating for a moment, Gao Wen stepped towards the fans and began to sign autographs and take photos for them, expressing his gratitude in a small way.
It was noisy and boiling all the way, and finally the footsteps stopped in front of Pulan.
The smile at the corner of Pu Lan's mouth stopped slightly. When he really felt Gawain's gaze up close, his cheeks felt a little hot and he couldn't help but feel shy.
But Pu Lan still controlled himself, raised his head, looked at Gawain with bright eyes, and spoke sincerely without any prank or joke.
"Thank you for fighting until the end."
Simple and unpretentious words, but filled with sincere enthusiasm.
After the game, Pulan ran all the way and sprinted all the way, just hoping to tell Gawain this sentence back then, she hoped he could hear it.
Gawain was stunned for a moment, looking into Pu Lan's eyes, and then he saw the stars and the sea in those eyes, and his heart surged.
Then, Gawain did not speak, but took the support sign from Pulan's hand, signed the sign behind it, and left without saying anything else.
Slowly, Pulan, like the fans present, watched Gao Wen's back disappear into the hotel lobby. Then one by one, the fans began to get excited and chattered about the meeting they just had.
Of course, there is also today’s game——
Maybe, this is a defeat, but for the fans of Gowan, this game should become their most enthusiastic topic of conversation in the next period of time. The meaning of the game itself has transcended the victory or defeat.
Amid the commotion, Pulan lowered his head and looked at his support sign.
"I'll go upstairs to change clothes and wait for me at the exit on the kitchen side of the first floor."
puff……
Pu Lan almost laughed out loud, her mood rising uncontrollably, but on the surface, she continued to remain calm and calm, continuing to chat while slowly retreating, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
Pu Lan had to do her best to control her urge to run. She had to pretend to be calm and calm, and walked towards the kitchen unhurriedly.
However, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, almost bursting.
Pushing open the kitchen door and walking through, no one noticed her presence in the busy kitchen. Finally, she came to the side alley of the hotel. As soon as she opened the door, she could smell the smell of food waste.
A little cold, a little rotten, a little damp, it's really hard to describe.
Pu Lan pulled up his coat slightly and thought carefully about Gawain's expression just now. Although he was smiling, he could not hide the tiredness between his brows.
If you think about it seriously, Gao Wen played a long game for five hours, and then went through the long process of post-game treatment and relaxation and post-game press conference. Tiredness is a normal reaction, and then Pu Lan regretted it——
She should let Gawain rest. Anyway, the message she wanted to convey has been presented to him, right? Then she should leave...
boom!
The thoughts in his mind were interrupted by the sound of pushing the door. Pulan turned around reflexively, and then he saw a figure wearing a black jacket and a black baseball cap. His tall and slender figure instantly filled his sight.
"Sorry, you didn't wait too long, right?"
The deep voice was slightly hoarse, showing some tiredness again.
"Let's go, the air here is not very good, let's leave here first."
Gawain took Pulan's right hand and started to move forward, but Pulan held Gawain's left hand and pulled him back, and his steps still stayed in place.
Gawain was a little surprised and turned around to look over, "What's wrong?"
Pu Lan took a deep breath and said, "You should rest."
Gao Wen:……
Pullan smiled and said, "With such an intense game and the crazy bombing after the game, what you need most now is to rest. Paris is right there and you can go shopping at any time. We don't need to worry."
Gawain still didn't speak, just stared at Pulan quietly.
The scorching gaze made Pu Lan a little shy, and her eyes flickered slightly uneasily, but she still raised her head to meet Gawain's gaze.
"You should have a good rest, I still like..."
Before he could finish the next words, Pu Lan felt a shadow covering him, and the next second he was surrounded by Gawain's arms.
"Well."
Pulan exclaimed, but Gawain's low voice came to his ears.
"Just a little while, just a little while."
Buzz, buzz buzz.
Pulan's ears could hear Gawain's voice vibrating in his chest, accompanied by the sound of his heartbeat, which seemed to be hitting his eardrums.
Take a deep breath, and the clean soap scent fills your nose, just like the first ray of dawn in the early spring morning, lightly falling on the dewdrops.
Pu Lan's cheeks felt slightly hot, but she didn't dare to move. She just leaned in Gawain's arms obediently, feeling his breath surrounding her, and the heartbeat above her eardrums became increasingly clear -
Plop. Plop. Plop.
For a moment, Pu Lan had a hard time telling whether it was Gawain's heartbeat or his own.
Time slowed down at this moment, and it seemed that the sound of the hourglass could be clearly heard.
