A little apprehensive, a little shy.
A little throbbing, a little nervous.
The mixed emotions were intertwined in this way, and then, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if riding a bicycle, and the willow wind blowing towards her face made the skirt flutter in the wind, she couldn't help opening her hands, embracing the strong wind, bathing in the Under the sun, let go of your mood and fly like this.
It is joy and happiness.
Looking down at the phone screen and carefully reading the last paragraph of text, Pulan felt a little strange, tilted his head, and sent a message.
"Wait, why do these last few lines feel weird? Are you sure it's not a movie line?"
"Haha, I got caught. It's actually lyrics. I tried to pretend to be a poet, but failed."
"lyrics?"
"A Chinese song, 'Ten Years'."
"How do you like it?"
"Yes, I like the melody, and I like the lyrics."
Pulan raised his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but read softly, "Ten years ago...Ten years later..."
Who could have imagined that such two simple time phrases collided gently between the lips and teeth, but silently knocked out the melancholy and bitterness behind the syllables.
Although it is the lyrics, the poetic flow can be deeply felt between the lines.
In fact, they have only known each other for a few months, and ten years are still very, very far away, but Pu Lan still can't help thinking:
Ten years ago, where were they? What about ten years from now?
His thoughts faltered slightly, and then, he lowered his head and typed a line of words, and clicked—
send.
After finishing, Pu Lan raised his head high and looked at the sky above his head through the branches of the sycamore tree. It was still the sky made up of overcast clouds, but it seemed to be vast, and it seemed that he could still catch some golden sunlight shining through the thick clouds. revealed behind the scenes.
It is obviously still the same world and the same picture, but it seems to be changing silently.
hum.
The news came again.
Pu Lan was a little surprised. She thought the conversation was over, but she turned on the phone immediately and glanced down.
Pooran: "Anytime, anywhere, I'm here."
Gao Wen: (Love) Emoticons.
It's an emoji!
It's actually a love emoji!
Bright and beating emoji, at the end of a line of messages, flicker gently, more vivid than any language.
Uncontrollably, the heart slowly rises and rises again, like a hot air balloon, pulling the body and becoming lighter, and then bursting into fireworks, lighting up the entire sky, and the smile on the corner of the mouth blooms uncontrollably Come.
That kind of simple and pure emotion makes people want to kick the quilt.
The thumb slid the screen of the phone, scanning continuously, and re-browsed all the conversations between the two of them.
Pulan didn't realize at all that the two of them had chatted on their mobile phones for nearly 30 minutes, but she actually felt that it only lasted two or three minutes.
However, looking at the time stamp of the news, the passage of time could not be more clear, and the warmth and sweetness quietly filled the whole chest.
again. twice. three times.
I couldn't help reading it over and over several times, a smile came into my eyes from the corner of my mouth, wrapped in a kind of happiness bubble that is indescribable and indescribable.
Sitting quietly on the spot in a daze for a moment, then rummaged through to find the earplugs, and successfully found the song that Gao Wen just said in the Duoling app.
The original singer is...Eason-Chan (eason-chan)...
When you click on the song, the melody echoes gently in your ears. Although it is in Chinese, Pulan can't understand the lyrics at all, but the melodious piano keys beat and spin lightly above the heart. The magnificence and boundlessness of ten years are in my mind Slowly spread out, and the mood can't help but settle down.
Then, she opened Gao Wen's social network account. Although she knew that all these news were released by a professional team, it was still Gao Wen's daily life.
Then, he opened the search engine and entered Gao Wen's name, carefully browsed the news of the past few days, and couldn't help but enter Gao Wen's profile page.
Time just slipped through the fingers.
crazy!
She must be crazy!
When Pooran noticed another hour had passed, she patted her head, trying to stop herself, she needed to stop.
Pulan took a deep breath, stopped his movements, and stopped before getting further into the mud.
Staring at my mobile phone, the melody is still circling in my ears over and over again, lingering for three days, lingering for a long time, the mixed emotions are like a grassland blowing by the spring breeze, emerging one after another, intertwining and colliding together, filling the The whole head.
Pullan decided that he needed to get off his phone for a few hours, or the report would never be done.
but-
There was a flash of inspiration in her mind, and there was one more question, just the last question, she needed to solve this question before she could concentrate.
the last time!
Pulan told himself this, it was really the last time!
Re-opening the message page, those chat records are already familiar by heart, and they quickly found their target.
Think about it.
Then, Pu Lan left the message page again, clicked on the browser, entered keywords in the dialog box, searched, and browsed carefully again—
"Stay with me".
…
Meanwhile, Dubai.
The locker room door.
Pelt was alone with his back against the wall, staring at the door of the locker room, his expressionless face was slightly agitated, and his lonely figure was a little lonely.
After the start of the new season this year, Gao Wen's accompanying team has gradually grown.
In addition to old faces such as Sampras and Pelt, a nutritionist and a masseur were added. Both of them are professionals. With the coordination and cooperation of two assistants, the entire professional team has already taken shape.
The nutritionist is a senior face from the tour. He has been officially certified by ATP. The first job is a cooperative consultant for the official catering of the French Open.
The masseuse is actually a senior professional on the tour, including Indian Wells, Toronto, and the US Open. If it wasn't for Nike's matchmaking, I'm afraid Tobias would like to persuade the other party to join him. It takes a lot of hard work.
Now, they have also become members of Gao Wen's team, following Gao Wen to travel and participate in competitions around the world, ensuring that Gao Wen's logistics can be top-notch guaranteed in every aspect of each race~www.mtlnovel.com~ in every way To prepare for the game, the more top players need to pay attention to details.
In Melbourne, Agassi and Graf could still be seen in Gao Wen's team. The mighty team was indeed a sight to behold.
However, this time in Dubai, it suddenly seemed "lonely".
In this game, Agassi did not follow, but stayed in Los Angeles to accompany his family, which was also their agreement.
Tobias followed Dimitrov to Mexico, leaving only his assistant to assist Gawain with his daily chores.
In addition, after the game, the nutritionist and masseur did not follow suit, so the door of Gao Wen's locker room was rarely clean.
Only Pelt.
Could this be the reason for Pelt's anxiety, because of loneliness?
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