The raindrops pattered on the coat, the patter of rain rustled in the ears, and the crisp and moist air penetrated into the blood vessels along the pores, making him shiver involuntarily, but Pu Lan didn't notice at all.
Her whole body was wrapped in Gawain's arms, and the clean scent of soap locust lingered under her nose. The touch of her skin made her heart beat a little disorderly, and happiness and joy filled her chest bit by bit.
Tread, tread, tread.
Under the cover of their coats and umbrellas, they ran all the way, stepping in shallow puddles and splashing water, as if they were children again, wearing rain boots and raincoats on a rainy afternoon.
Playing, you can have fun all afternoon without toys.
Then, the rain stopped.
As a result, my mother took her home feeling distressed and angry, threw her into the bathroom, and took a scalding hot bath. The nagging sound couldn't stop at all, lingering in the bathroom for a long time.
But the child didn't understand why, and smiled heartlessly, as if he had just experienced the most beautiful and happiest afternoon in the world, so that the mother finally couldn't hold it back and could no longer scold her, so she couldn't help but smile.
Tread. Tread, tap, tap...
For a long time, when they grew up, it seemed that they could no longer find the joy of playing in the water. There were more and more entertainment methods in life, but happiness seemed to be getting more and more difficult, and smiles could not climb up the wrinkled eyebrows.
When he raised his head, Pulan could see Gawain's lower jaw. It was so tall and straight that it could easily support the whole world.
As if aware of the warmth of his eyes, Gawain looked over. The two people's eyes met. They were slightly startled, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
All the way to the street corner, the two people stood at the door of a closed shop. They could take a brief breather under the narrow eaves.
Gawain shook his coat vigorously, looked between the two people, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Look, I said the waterproof effect is good."
Except for the sleeves and trouser legs, the two of them didn't get much wet.
Pulan was also full of surprise.
Gawain pulled up his coat again, creating a small shelter to protect Pu Lan and continue running.
A small coat, a small world, a small world——
Although it was a little crowded, even though it was a little embarrassing, the patter of wind and rain made the whole world quiet. Only the heartbeat surged above the eardrums, and the scattered thoughts were gathered together little by little, creating an unprecedented sense of intimacy.
, let the corners of your mouth rise slightly.
Running, side by side, closely connected.
In the wind and rain, happiness gradually overflowed, and even the steps became brisk. I no longer worried about the rain getting my socks and shoes wet, but stepped on the water splash hard, and the pattering sound made the laughter in the little coat
The roaring sound underneath was obviously nothing, but the more I laughed, the happier I became.
All the way, move forward.
In this way, after three stops and transfers, we successfully arrived at the entrance of the library and could finally enter the room.
The two people stood under the eaves at the door, taking care of themselves a little to avoid entering the library in a mess.
Pu Lan was still out of breath. She raised her head and looked at Gao Wen, who had a calm face. Her breathing was still steady and she didn't feel any fatigue. This made her even more amazed——
Sure enough, professional players and ordinary people are not on the same planet.
Previously, I was worried that Gao Wen was too tired, but now it seems that there will be no problem even if Gao Wen appears again and continues the game. Professional is a professional.
"What's wrong?" Gawain noticed Pu Lan's gaze and looked over.
Pulan was a little embarrassed, so he just forgot about the random thoughts in his mind. He quickly shifted his gaze and quietly looked at the raindrops forming a line in front of him. He stretched out his hand and caught the raindrops with his palm.
"Actually, I like rain very much."
Gawain didn't think much, "I don't like it."
"Can't we play because of the rain?" Pullan asked curiously.
Gawain chuckled, "Then why do you like rain?"
It seems that he guessed it right. The smile in Pulan's eyes overflowed, and then he looked at the heavy rain in front of him, his thoughts spreading in the rain.
"When I was a kid, it was because it was raining that I could wear my favorite blue raincoat. I wanted to get into the rain and show off my raincoat to the world."
Thinking of little Pulan running wildly and showing off on the street in a blue raincoat, a gentle laughter surged deep in his throat.
Pulan was immersed in his own thoughts. He originally just changed the topic at will, but unknowingly he fell into the drizzle in front of him. The ups and downs of watching the game in the past two weeks were surging in his mind.
"It's a little different when I grow up. Although I still like rain, the reasons are different."
"You see, the world is getting bigger and bigger. Not only is transportation becoming more and more convenient, you can be in Paris in the morning and on the other side of the world in the afternoon; but the Internet also allows us to receive the whole world while sitting at home."
"But the world is getting bigger and bigger, and there is more and more information. However, we are becoming more and more unhappy. Nuisances are coming in waves. We are becoming more and more anxious, nervous, and panicked, and we are falling into a commotion.
During the process, my head almost exploded."
"That's why I like rain."
"Every time it rains, the world will shrink under the eaves again, and our footsteps will be trapped behind the rain curtain. Then, everything will become quiet and time will slow down."
Swish, swish.
In the sound of rain, Pulan's voice surged so quietly and so gently.
Gawain looked at Pu Lan in front of him, raised his chin slightly, stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, feeling the rhythm of the drizzle dancing on his fingertips, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a little melancholy but more of happiness.
Plop...
Gawain's heart hit his chest hard, and the tiredness, sleepiness, and exhaustion slowly disappeared. He didn't need to care about the reporters' attacks or the noise of the world, nothing mattered——
Maybe Pooran didn't know about the post-match press conference, but Pooran showed up at the hotel immediately.
Those hustle and bustle, those glitz, those noises are no longer important at this moment.
Then.
Gawain took off his hat and leaned close to Pulan, covering their faces with the hat.
The hat blocked the sound of rain and the whole world on the other side.
They waited until their breathing became short, and then slowly let go of each other.
However, Gawain still did not stay away, gently caressing Pulan's cheek with his cheek, and whispered in her ear, "The whole world is fake, only the fact that I like you is true."
Plop.
Pu Lan's heartbeat skipped a beat, she raised her eyes, and suddenly they hit the depths of Gawain's pupils. Happiness bloomed like fireworks.
Carefully, Pulan slowly traced the light and shadow in Gawain's eyes with his eyes, and then, in the clearness, he could see his own face, like a peach blossom, with two soft stains on his cheeks.
She was blushing, but she had no time to be upset. The rhythm of her heartbeat should disturb her thoughts.