Chapter 1023: Heartbeat
A little bit of anxiety, a little bit of shyness.
A little bit of throbbing, a little bit of tension.
Mixed emotions were intertwined together, and then the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she was riding a bicycle. The willow breeze blowing in her face made her skirt flutter in the wind. She couldn't help but open her arms, embrace the wind, bathe in the sunshine, let her mood fly, and just fly.
It is joy and happiness.
Looking down at the screen of his mobile phone and reading the last short paragraph carefully, Plan felt something strange. He tilted his head and sent a message.
"Wait, why do the last few words sound weird? Are you sure they're not a line from a movie?"
"Haha, I got caught. These are actually lyrics. I tried to pretend to be a poet, but failed."
"lyrics?"
"A Chinese song, 'Ten Years.'"
"How do you like it?"
“Yeah, I like the melody and I like the lyrics.”
Pulan raised his eyes slightly and read aloud involuntarily, "Ten years ago... Ten years later..."
Who would have thought that two such simple time phrases, gently colliding between lips and teeth, would silently bring out the melancholy and bitterness behind the syllables.
Although it is a lyric, one can indeed deeply feel the flow of poetry between the lines.
In fact, they have only known each other for a few months, and the ten-year mark is still very, very far away, but Plan can't help but wonder: Where were they ten years ago? And where will they be ten years later?
His thoughts paused slightly, and then he lowered his head and typed a line of words, clicking——
send.
After finishing, Plan raised his head high and looked at the sky above his head through the branches of the phoenix tree. It was still the sky covered with dark clouds, but it seemed vast, and it seemed that he could catch some golden sunlight shining from behind the thick clouds.
It is still the same world and the same picture, but it seems to be changing quietly.
Buzz.
The news came again.
Plan was a little surprised. She thought the conversation was over, but she immediately opened her phone and looked down.
Plan: "No matter what time or what place, I am here."
Gao Wen: (love) emoticon pack.
It was an emoji! It was a love emoji! The bright and vibrant emoji flickered at the end of each line of the message, more vivid than any language.
Uncontrollably, my heart slowly rose and rose again, just like a hot air balloon, pulling my body to become lighter, and then exploded into fireworks, lighting up the entire sky. The smile on the corner of my mouth bloomed uncontrollably.
That kind of simple and pure emotion makes people want to kick the quilt.
His thumb slid across the screen of the phone, scanning continuously and reviewing the entire conversation between the two people again.
Plan had no idea that the two of them had been chatting on the phone for nearly thirty minutes, but to her it seemed like only two or three minutes.
However, looking at the time stamp on the message, the passage of time became clearer than ever, and that warmth and sweetness quietly filled my heart.
Once. Twice. Three times.
I couldn't help but read it over and over again. A smile appeared from the corners of my mouth to the bottom of my eyes, and I was wrapped in a bubble of happiness that is difficult to describe.
I sat there in a daze for a moment, then dug out my earphones and successfully found the song that Gao Wen had just mentioned in the music app.
"ten years".
The original singer is... Eason-Chan...
When he clicked on the song, the melody echoed softly in his ears. Although it was in Chinese and Pulan could not understand the lyrics at all, the melodious piano keys danced lightly above his heart. The grandeur and vastness of the past ten years slowly unfolded in his mind, and his mood could not help but settle down.
Then, she opened Gao Wen's social network account. Although she knew that all the messages were released by professional teams, it was still Gao Wen's daily routine.
Then, he opened the search engine and typed in Gao Wen's name, carefully browsing the news of the past few days, and even couldn't help but go to Gao Wen's profile page.
Time just slips through our fingers.
Crazy!
She must be crazy!
When Pran noticed that another hour had passed, she slapped her head, trying to stop herself. She needed to stop.
Plan took a deep breath, stopped himself, and paused before sinking further into the quagmire.
I stared at my phone. The melody was still circling in my ears over and over again, lingering in my ears for a long time. My complicated emotions were like a grassland blown by the spring breeze, popping up one after another, interweaving and colliding with each other, filling my entire head.
Plan felt that he needed to stay away from his phone for a few hours, otherwise he would not be able to complete the report.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
but--
A light bulb went off in her mind, and there was still one question, just one last question, and she needed to solve it before she could concentrate.
Last time! Plan told himself, it really was the last time! He reopened the message page, the chat records were already well-known, and he soon found his target.
Think about it.
Then, Plan left the message page again, opened the browser, entered keywords in the dialog box, searched, and browsed carefully again -
"Stay with me".
…
Meanwhile, Dubai.
At the locker room door.
Pelt was alone, leaning against the wall, staring at the door of the locker room. His expressionless face looked a little anxious, and his solitary figure seemed a little lonely.
After the start of this year's new season, Gao Wen's accompanying team has gradually grown.
In addition to the old faces such as Sampras and Pelt, a nutritionist and a masseur have been added. Both of them are professionals. They work together to take care of every detail of Gao Wen's daily life. With the coordination of an assistant, the entire professional team has taken shape.
The nutritionist is a senior face from the tour, officially certified by ATP, and has served in official positions in different tournaments. After a long search, in-depth investigation and patient communication, before coming to work for Gao Wen, his last job was a cooperative consultant for the official diet of the French Open.
The masseur is actually a senior professional in the tour, and is a long-term official employee of many events including Indian Wells, Toronto and the US Open. If it weren't for Nike's matchmaking, Tobias would probably have to work hard to convince the other party to join.
Now, they have also become members of Gao Wen's team, following Gao Wen to travel around the world to participate in competitions, ensuring that Gao Wen's logistics are top-level guaranteed in every link of each competition, and preparing for the competition in all aspects. The top players need to pay more attention to details.
When in Melbourne, Agassi and Graf and his wife could also be seen in Gao Wen's team. The huge team was indeed a sight to behold.
However, this time in Dubai, I suddenly felt "lonely".
Agassi did not follow the team to this tournament, 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 daily chores.
In addition, after the game, the nutritionist and masseur did not follow him closely, so the door of Gao Wen's locker room was rarely quiet.
There was only Pelt.
Could this be the reason why Pert is anxious, because he is lonely? (End of this chapter)