Chapter 1021 Completely unaware

Shasha.

rustle.

Outside the library, the breeze blew through the treetops, causing bursts of sound. It was not noisy, but instead highlighted the quietness of the library. The whole world seemed to slow down.

Usually, Plan always likes this kind of environment. The library is like a paradise, where he can escape from the hustle and bustle of the city for a short time and find a piece of peace.

But today, this silence made the disordered beating of his heart more and more obvious, so that Plan was distracted frequently and found it very difficult to concentrate.

His eyes remained on the book in front of him, but ten minutes later, he was still on the first line. He didn't even have any idea what the first line said.

Think about it.

Plan picked up the phone again.

Her personality is always bold, direct, straightforward and even adventurous. Being restrained and timid has never been her style.

She should not be held back by those wild thoughts and worries. She should still be upright and aboveboard, and she should speak out loudly if she cares.

This time, Plan did not hesitate any longer and sent messages one after another.

"I'm right here if you want someone to talk to."

"I don't know much about competitive sports, but I know that even as a spectator, watching the game is almost suffocating. I can hardly imagine the pressure you have to face."

"And I'm 100 percent sure that I don't like losing. Losing is never nice."

"Of course, I'm not saying 'victory is the only thing', 'the winner is the king', 'defeat is failure' or anything like that. What I'm saying is that defeat is bitter and difficult. Even though we understand that there are many other things in competitive sports that are worth cherishing and worthy of attention besides victory, but..."

"I have to admit, losing breaks my heart every time."

"I can't tell what you're thinking right now, but I just want to say that if you need someone to talk to, I'm here."

"However, you don't need to care too much. If you don't want to, that's fine. There's no need to force it."

"I think."

"What I really want to say is that I am your friend and I will stand by you no matter what happens."

Crackling.

In a sudden burst of wind and rain, Plan finally poured out all the chaotic thoughts in his mind, sincerely and frankly, without any concealment or reservation.

Looking at his proud message, Plan thought he would be upset and regretful, but in fact -

No.

Not only that, but Plan was glad that she did so, because she cared, so she had to express her concern, otherwise she might explode.

In the literal sense, the library will be covered with blood plasma, which will increase the daily workload of the cleaners.

"Inputting..."

The familiar prompt appeared again in the dialog box, and this time, before Plan had time to feel nervous, the message was sent directly.

"So, you watched the game live today? Sorry to break your heart."

In just a few words, Plan seemed to be able to see the face behind the words, with a faint smile and a cunning light in his eyes, and it seemed that the air became cheerful.

The corners of Pulan's mouth curled up lightly with a smile, and he quickly replied, "You can still joke now, it seems that you are indeed fine."

Gawain's reply soon appeared in the dialog box. This time, it was obviously much faster. Plan fell silent and did not interrupt Gawain.

"To be precise, I don't know how to describe my current mood."

"In fact, when the game ended, I wasn't sad. I felt a little bitter and a little disappointed, but not disappointed."

"I really tried my best in this game and I have no regrets. Roger performed better and he deserves this victory."

"At that time, I just had one thought in my mind, 'Great, there is a new challenge next. If I try my best and still can't win the game, it proves that Roger is better and I still have room for improvement', which is a good thing."

"Oh yeah!"

"I was really close to cheering."

Seeing this, Plan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But then, Plan realized that all the busy eyes in the library were cast at him, condemning him with their eyes, which made Plan lower his head quickly.

Plan, "Oh yeah!"

She quickly sent a scissors-hands emoticon and joined Gawain in cheering, then a smile spread across the corners of her mouth and in her eyes.

In the past, what Pulan hated most was people sending text messages or playing with their cell phones in the library, because they could play with their cell phones at any time and anywhere, so why bother coming to the library specifically?

Pulan never thought that one day, she would become the kind of person she hated the most. When she realized this,

She thought about it, then quickly packed her things, stuffed everything into her schoolbag, and left the library on tiptoe.

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Maybe the library can wait, there are more important things to do right now.

The footsteps did not go far.

Plan found a place in the shade of a tree at the entrance of the library, sat down, took out his cell phone, and looked down.

Brush, brush, brush.

The news about Gawain continues.

"But in the post-match press conference, reporters emphasized over and over again what this defeat represented."

"Once! Again! And repeat it from different angles."

"Believe me, I know the reporters' tactics and intentions. I know everything and I will never fall into their trap easily."

"But the problem is that even a lie becomes true after being told a hundred times. They kept repeating it like flies, and I felt like it was the end of the world."

"Of course, I know this isn't the case. If this is the end of the world, they won't survive anyway. It would be fun for us to witness the end of the world together and then perish together. So, no one loses."

Puff.

As she read Gawain's words, a smile crept up on Pulan's lips. She could feel Gawain's lightness and playfulness in his attempt to make the best of a difficult situation, and she could also feel Gawain's melancholy and loss in his effortlessness. As she smiled, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her eyes gradually calmed down, revealing a little sadness.

She could feel Gawain's loneliness.

At Melbourne Park, the entire host crowd was against Gowan, but he withstood the pressure.

After Melbourne, all the journalists in the world were watching Gawain, expecting his failure, his fall, his collapse. It was not because they hated Gawain, but because the explosive points, the gimmicks, and the entertainment to death were distorting Gawain in their eyes bit by bit. The pressure was everywhere.

It is true that you will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains.

But at the same time, it’s also true that it’s lonely at the top.

Plan's eyes fell on the phone screen, and then he saw Gao Wen's last message.

"But the truth is one thing, and the reality is another. It's hard for me to describe how I feel right now. So, I'm sorry I didn't reply to your message just now."

Light words, as always.

However, Plan was able to savor the loss and confusion hidden in it.

(End of this chapter)