Chapter 1198: A Short Stay
"I'm very sorry that I didn't come to visit until I was leaving. Please forgive my rudeness."
Perillo took the initiative to extend his right hand towards Gawain, with a faint shy smile on his face, but his eyes were bright, and he looked into Gawain's eyes sincerely and attentively.
Confident and generous, low-key and sincere, Gawain was left with a good impression at the first meeting. He could see that Perillo had a temperament similar to Nadal, not ostentatious or dazzling, and if he kept quiet he would disappear in the crowd, but he exuded a faint light.
Gao Wen also extended his right hand and shook hands in a friendly manner, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, flashing a mischievous light.
“The truly important characters always appear at the very last moment, just like in a Hollywood movie, after all the foreshadowing, the climax at the end is exciting enough.”
Perillo hadn't expected that she would be contradicted for just a polite greeting, so what should she do? "Ha. In my opinion, the truly important people should refuse to appear, remain mysterious, and wait for you to come to Mallorca next time before unveiling the veil."
Gawain's dignified response made his eyebrows slightly raise. Obviously, Perillo was a little different from what he remembered, but it was not surprising when he thought about it carefully.
"No, no, no, the truly important people should remain proud and patient, and wait until the third meeting before revealing their true identity. Have you heard of Zhuge Kongming?"
Perillo was slightly stunned. A Chinese name suddenly popped up. She really didn't react, but she didn't panic. A smile bloomed on the corner of her mouth. "It seems that I am not that important after all. So in order to make up for my mistake, I will make an appearance today. I hope you can come to Mallorca next year."
pretty!
No sharp edge was detected throughout the whole process, but the back and forth between Perillo and Gawain was not at all inferior, which really overturned many stereotypes.
Maribel, who was standing nearby, looked at Gawain, then at Perillo, then chuckled and bumped her shoulder against Perillo's.
"Look, I told you, Gawain doesn't look the same as he does on TV. No wonder he's been able to make so many friends on tour."
Gawain kept smiling, "At the same time, there are many enemies, many, many."
"Haha." Maribel laughed heartily. "This shows your success. The more enemies you have, the more successful you are. Only when your success reaches a new height will your enemies disappear, and then people will begin to admire your achievements."
The words spoken so casually are so philosophical.
Gao Wen raised his chin slightly and groaned, "Hmm, that makes sense. I should take a pen and paper and write it down."
This time, Perillo also smiled, but she was obviously more reserved and quiet, and she quickly controlled her smile, "Thank you, thank you for coming to Mallorca."
There seemed to be more to his words, and it sounded like he was thanking Gawain for coming to Mallorca.
Gao Wen thought that perhaps, Perillo was also aware of Nadal's struggles this season, so she has been supporting him in her own way.
Is this the reason why Perillo came to see him off?
Perillo continued, "I hope everything goes well in this clay season. You are welcome to visit Mallorca again. We can go to sea together then."
The last sentence made Gawain's eyes brighten, "I'm already looking forward to it."
Turning around, Gawain joined Sampras and others and walked towards the boarding gate.
In the distance, Sampras and the others were also curious about what Gawain and the others had said.
"What's wrong? Is there anything going on?"
"Gawain, was that Rafa's fiancée just now?"
"No, I just wanted to express my welcome again and show my hospitality. Yes, that's Rafa's fiancée, Maria."
"Ohhh, it seems Gawain has made some new friends."
"Not surprising, is it? I think Gawain should have the potential to be the player with the most friends on tour."
"Pete, who was the player with the most friends on tour during your time?"
"It definitely wasn't Andre. At that time, Andre offended too many people in the tour, haha."
"Yes, yes, you have the most friends."
twitter.
Bustling with people.
As they talked, Gao Wen became the supporting role, listening to the crosstalk between Sampras and Agassi with relish, laughter surging in his chest.
When Gawain arrived in Mallorca, he was eager to try his luck with the clay court season and Nadal. However, he lacked knowledge about clay courts and was unsure of his prospects. Even with a packed week, he was still unsure of what form he could achieve.
When Gawain left Mallorca, he solved some confusions but also created more confusions. He completed the warm-up and laid a solid foundation, and embarked on the journey of the clay court season with more tasks and goals. Although the future is still uncertain, he gradually figured out a plan. This is a beginning.
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at the same time.
On this small island, Gawain made some friends, met some football fans, and got to know some enthusiastic residents - they didn't even know who Gawain was, but that didn't affect their simplicity and kindness. "Rafa's friend," they called Gawain, and then hugged him warmly.
In addition, I also discovered a gourmet seafood restaurant, an authentic seafood market, and a pier where you could be attracted by seafood while jogging in the morning to warm up.
A lot of harvest.
A week passed in a flash. Strictly speaking, if you count the beginning and the end, it was less than a week. I had not had time to explore every corner of this Mediterranean island before I had to leave. I took a plane and looked down at the enchanting emerald. I missed it before I even left.
"...I think I left a small piece of my soul in this vast ocean. Now I finally understand why Chopin had a special liking for this place."
Plan was reading this message for the thousand and eighth time, looking at the breathtaking blue ocean on the screen of his mobile phone. The golden sunlight was shimmering on the waves, and a sailboat was slowly passing by, drawing a long white line on the calm sea. It was peaceful and vast, and his heart couldn't help but swell.
No words are needed, a photo is enough. Plan couldn't help but imagine himself wandering in the endless blue, bathing in the sun and melting.
The previous message was from Gao Wen.
The last message was sent by Plan.
"I am glad to tell you that I fully understand the strong desire you expressed that day to dance with me forever. I retain the feeling of your kiss, which I hope is a proof that I am loved and desired by you. I am ready to show you my feelings, which are free from all interests and calculations."
"If you really want to see my naked soul without any artificial pretense, please come to my house. We will talk sincerely like friends, and I will prove to you that I am a woman with the most intimate and deepest emotions. Yes, your love is gentle, and the loneliness in my body is so long and harsh that my soul is shaken by it. Come quickly, you will make me forget it, you will completely conquer me."
That’s all.
After reading this text over and over again, Pulan regretted it. She felt that she should not have sent this message. What if Gao Wen misunderstood it? (End of this chapter)