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Drowsy, sleepy eyes, chaotic brain not fully awake, and then you can see the dark crowd in front of you.
A small group of fans gathered on both sides of the hotel entrance, shouting hoarsely. The hotel security personnel pulled up the isolation belt, but they couldn't stop their fanaticism and passion, and the sound waves rolled in.
After the game, they came to the hotel to wait for the first time, just hoping to tell Gao Wen in person:
"The game was very, very exciting!"
"In my heart, you are the champion!"
"Gao Wen, I will always support you."
They cheered, shouted, jumped, and passed their enthusiasm to Gao Wen hoarsely, and became Gao Wen's strong backing with practical actions.
The scene in front of him was completely beyond Gao Wen's expectation, and the crowd seemed to be a little more.
Then, among the bustling crowd, Gao Wen saw Pu Lan at a glance.
Among the turbulent crowd of fans, Pu Lan held up the support card in his hand, jumped and shouted, his smile was like a sunflower blooming proudly in midsummer, always bright and bright forever.
"you are my hero."
It says so on the sign.
Gao Wen had no sense of reality, and he couldn't help but suspect that he was too tired to be hallucinating, and everything in front of him was a mirage.
But Pu Lan still smiled, clear and firm, staring at her sun intently, shaking the support card vigorously, calling out loudly.
"Gawen, I love you."
After shouting, the smile became brighter, and a radiance appeared in the eyes, and then it became louder.
"I love you!"
She is obviously not the only one. Other fans around are also chanting "I love you", so that there is no sense of abruptness in Pulan's shouting. Excited, one shouted more enthusiastically than the other.
The audience was ebullient.
Pu Lan seemed to be very satisfied with the noise 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, and the mischievous light shone in his eyes, with a little pride and satisfaction.
Even so, the smile on the corner of Gao Wen's mouth rose slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Gao Wen walked towards the fans and began to sign group photos for them, expressing his gratitude with a modest effort.
It was noisy and boiling all the way, and finally stopped in front of Pulan.
The smile on the corner of Pu Lan's mouth stagnated slightly, and when he really felt Gao Wen's gaze from a close distance, his cheeks felt a little hot, and he felt shy involuntarily.
But Pu Lan still controlled himself, raised his head, looked at Gao Wen with bright eyes, said sincerely without any pranks or jokes.
"Thank you for fighting to the last moment."
Simple and plain words, but filled with sincere enthusiasm.
After the game, Pu Lan ran all the way and sprinted all the way, hoping to tell Gao Wen this sentence back then, and she hoped that he could hear it.
Gawain froze for a moment, looked into Pulan's eyes, and then saw the stars and the sea in those eyes, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Then, Gao Wen didn't speak, but took the support card from Pulan, signed his name behind, and left without saying anything.
Slowly, like the fans present, Pu Lan watched Gao Wen's back disappear into the hotel lobby, and then the fans became excited one by one, chatting about the meeting just now.
And of course, today's game—
Perhaps, this was a loss, but for Gawain fans, this game should become their favorite topic of conversation in the next period of time, and the meaning of the game itself has surpassed victory or defeat.
Amidst the noise, Pulan looked down at his support sign.
puff…
Pulan was on the verge of laughing out loud, feeling helpless.
She flew up restrained, but on the surface, she continued to maintain a calm and calm attitude, retreating slowly while continuing to chat, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
Pulan had to do her best to control her urge to run. She had to pretend to be calm and calm, and walked unhurriedly to the kitchen.
However, the heart was beating wildly in his chest, almost bursting.
Pushing open the kitchen door and walking through it, no one noticed her existence in the busy kitchen, and finally came to the side alley of the hotel, and the smell of food waste could be smelled as soon as the door was opened.
A little cold, a little rotten, a little damp, it's hard to describe.
Pulling up his jacket a little, Pulan recalled Gao Wen's expression just now. Although he was smiling, he still couldn't hide the tiredness between his brows.
Thinking about it seriously, Gao Wen played a five-hour long game, and then went through a long process of post-match treatment and relaxation and post-match press conference. Tiredness is a normal reaction, and then Poulan regretted it——
She should let Gao Wen rest, anyway, the message she wants to convey has been presented in person, isn't it, she should leave next...
boom!
The thoughts in his mind were interrupted by the sound of pushing the door, and Pu Lan turned his head reflexively, and then saw a figure in a black coat and a black baseball cap, and his slender and tall figure instantly filled his sight.
"Sorry, you didn't wait too long, did you?"
The deep voice was slightly hoarse, showing a little tiredness again.
"Let's go, the air here is not very good, let's leave here first."
Gao Wen took Pu Lan's right hand, UU read www. uukanshu.com took a step forward, but Pulan held Gawain's left hand and pulled it back, his steps still staying in place.
Gao Wen was a little surprised, he turned his head and looked over, "What's wrong?"
Pullan took a deep breath, "You should rest."
Gao Wen: ...
Poulan showed a smile, "With such a tense game and the bombing after the game, what you need most now is to rest. Paris is there, and you can go shopping at any time. We don't need to worry."
Gawain still didn't speak, just watched Pu Lan quietly.
The scorching gaze made Pu Lan a little shy, and she flickered her gaze slightly uneasily, but she still raised her head to meet Gawain's gaze.
"You should rest well, I still like..."
Before he could finish the following words, Pu Lan felt a shadow covering him, and was surrounded by Gawain's arms in the next second.
"Well."
Pulan exclaimed, but Gawain's low voice came from beside his ear.
"Just a moment, just a moment."
Buzz, buzz.
Pulan could hear Gawain's voice vibrating in his chest, accompanied by the sound of his heartbeat, which seemed to be hitting the eardrum.
Take a deep breath, and the clean saponin breath fills the nostrils, like the first ray of morning light in early spring, lightly sprinkled on the dewdrops.
Pulan's cheeks became slightly hot, but he didn't dare to move. He just leaned obediently in Gao Wen's arms, feeling his breath surrounding him, and the heartbeat above the eardrum became more and more clear—
poof. poof. poof.
For a moment, Pulan was a little hard to tell 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.
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