However, Pulan couldn't feel the chill at all, and his whole body was completely wrapped in Gawain's arms, so deep, thick, and warm.
It's so long, it seems like time has stopped at this second forever; but it's so short, it seems it's over before I even have time to enjoy it.
The embrace was loosened.
Pu Lan raised his chin and looked up at Gawain's eyes. At a glance, he could see the faint smile deep in his eyes, just like hot spring water flowing gurglingly. It was obviously nothing special, but it made Pu Lan's cheeks blush slightly, and then he said
Wen Zhi captured it keenly and joked jokingly——
"So, what's going on in your head?"
Wow.
Her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter. Pulan had no particular idea at first, but now that the thoughts were racing through her mind, she could no longer stop the car.
Pfft.
When Pu Lan heard Gawain's chuckle, he stared angrily, glared at Gawain fiercely, and bared his teeth in strong protest. This made Gawain quickly raise his hands to express surrender. Although the smile in his eyes was still surging, he
He still controlled his smile and spoke very seriously.
"Don't worry, your body muscles have gradually relaxed."
"I just want to take a walk, breathe some fresh air, get away from tennis for a while and think about nothing else, so can you be the guide?"
Pulan looked at Gawain's expression carefully, as if he was judging the authenticity of this statement, but he saw Gawain covering his chest with a hurt expression on his face.
Pu Lan was speechless for a while and rolled his eyes, "Seeing as you still have the energy to make jokes now, does that mean you are really not tired anymore?"
The corners of Gawain's mouth raised slightly, "The game has been lost. Everything that should be vented and exploded has been left on the court without reservation. The outcome cannot be changed. Instead of wallowing in negative emotions with self-pity, it is better to be positive.
Face it and then prepare for the next challenge.”
The words still have a lightness of ridicule, but you can feel the sincerity hidden in them.
Pu Lan thought for a while and stopped dwelling on the topic of the competition. Instead, he followed Gawain's words.
"I'm actually not familiar with this area, but I know there's a small park and a library in that direction, which are great for walking."
Gawain stepped aside, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile, "Madam, please lead the way."
This sentence is French.
Pulan looked at Gawain, slightly surprised.
Gao Wen has only been learning French for a few months and has made such rapid progress that his pronunciation of this sentence is already very accurate and not unfamiliar at all.
Pu Lan did not hide his surprise. He looked Gao Wen up and down as he stepped forward, "I always forget that you are also a top student at UCLA."
Gawain laughed heartily, "So, do professional players often leave the impression that they have poor academic ability and are brainless?"
Pu Lan thought about it carefully and said, "Yes", but he admitted it so straightforwardly, without hesitation or excuse, with a frank look on his face.
Gawain smiled even more cheerfully.
At this time, it was already past six o'clock in Paris, but the sunset in European summer is very late, and it often doesn't get dark until nine or ten o'clock, so it is common for Roland Garros games to end at nine thirty, even though it is not a night game.
But it’s also equivalent to a nightclub.
However, the dark clouds hanging over Paris today have never dissipated, so just after six o'clock, some businesses have already turned on their lights, lighting up the hazy city with dim yellow halos.
The city reveals a bit of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. Tall sycamores and green ivy fill every corner of the field of vision with the carefree leisure of summer. I can't help but just want to take a stroll and wander in the afterglow of the city.
Gawain and Pulan just walked together and moved forward slowly.
Pedestrians coming and going did not deliberately pay attention to the young couple on the roadside. Even their height of 193 cm did not attract much attention.
It is hard to imagine that a few hours ago, Gawain was still standing in the center of the world, and the entire Stade Philippe-Chatier was cheering for him and going crazy for him.
But Gawain enjoyed such tranquility very much. The hustle and bustle of the whole world disappeared temporarily. There was no cheering, no shouting, no noise, and no lights. Life seemed to be back on its normal track, enjoying his own little space.
The park is not big, but it is lush and green, and even the breeze is bright.
until--
"It's raining!"
The rainstorm in the summer afternoon has a sudden change of appearance. One second it was just sparse raindrops, but in the blink of an eye it was already a torrential downpour, as if a big hole had been opened in the sky and the whole world was falling apart.
Gawain and Pulan are trapped under a tree, but it's obviously not safe.
Although this was not a wild place and there was no need to worry about lightning striking trees, and the interference from urban buildings served as a protective umbrella, it was not very safe after all and they needed to find a place to take shelter from the rain.
Pulan looked at Gawain worriedly. She was still worried about Gawain's physical condition. What should she do if he caught a cold in the rain?
Pu Lan was a little annoyed, she shouldn't have allowed Gawain to go out for a walk, but now compared to being annoyed, finding a solution was the most important thing.
"...There is a library two blocks away. In fact, we can go inside to take shelter from the rain and stay for a few hours without any problem. Or we can find a taxi to return to the hotel, but how to get there is the problem...
…”
Outside the small park, the view was flat, with almost no shelter from the rain. There were no coffee shops or bus stops, which made Pulan a little depressed.
Then, Gawain's voice came to his ears, "Don't worry, I have a homemade umbrella."
Umbrella?
Pulan turned around and looked over, and then saw Gawain taking off his coat, covering his head, opening his left hand, and slightly motioning to the empty space next to him. Pulan looked at Gawain's confident smile and was dumbfounded, but
After all, I couldn't hold it back, and my smile grew.
Gawain slightly raised the coat in his hand, "This is a waterproof coat. Although it is not tight enough, its rain-blocking effect should be no less than a proper umbrella."
Pu Lan laughed, and rationally told her that they should use the phone to call a taxi to the entrance of the small park. This was the best solution; but looking at the eager smile in Gawain's eyes, she was reluctant to give up on the emotional level.
reject.
Before he realized it, Gawain pulled Pu Lan over, hugged him into his arms, used his coat as an umbrella, blocked the sky above the two people's heads, and did not give Pu Lan time to think.
"Look, there, at the corner of the street, we use that as the first transit point and rush over first."
"Are you ready?"
Pu Lan took a panicked breath and couldn't help but glance at Gawain again. Looking at the corners of Gawain's raised lips, she couldn't help but laugh.
"one two three!"
ah!
Pulan was a little panicked and exclaimed.
But he still followed Gawain and walked out, carrying a handmade jacket and umbrella, and just dived into the heavy rain.