Chapter 1199 A Misunderstanding

"Calm down, Emily, calm down!"

Puran tried to regain his sanity.

I raised my head and looked around. The library was completely silent. Everyone was concentrating on reading and studying. Only the sound of turning pages filled the air.

She was the only one who was like a hyperactive child, restless and anxious, trying her best to get rid of the non-existent hedgehog on the chair.

Pop.

He opened his phone that was pressed against the table again and again, unlocked the screen, and then read the message he had just sent for the thousand and ninth time.

Gao Wen, there shouldn't be any misunderstanding, right?

Gawain should be smart and knowledgeable enough to figure out the source of the text message, right? So, Gawain didn't reply for two hours, so he must be on the plane, right? But, after two hours, he still hasn't landed? According to the itinerary, Gawain should fly from Mallorca to Barcelona, ​​transfer there, and then go to Monte Carlo to continue preparing for the game.

Two hours was enough for Gawain to arrive in Barcelona and complete the transfer procedures, so why didn't Gawain reply to the message?

Maybe the phone is still in airplane mode?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, airplane mode should be the most reasonable answer.

Plan tried to convince himself, but the random thoughts in his mind could not stop at all. As he thought about it, his thoughts began to move towards disaster.

“Stop!”

Plan clenched his fists to stop himself from continuing to think about it. He opened his eyes and realized that he had actually pounded the table with his fists.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, all eyes from all around gathered around, which made Plan feel a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and began to flip through the book in a panic.

But in fact, she didn't read a single word of what the book was about.

Damn it!

Focus! She should stay focused! The deadline for her graduation thesis is less than two weeks away, and she needs to concentrate on finishing it.

"No."

"If Gawain understands the deviation, then let him understand the deviation. Anyway... Anyway..."

"etc!"

Countless thoughts were stirring in my mind, and finally I couldn't help it. I looked for my phone for the umpteenth time and decided to explain.

But what about the cell phone?

Wait, why is my phone missing?

Pulan was full of questions. He had just confirmed the message, how come it disappeared in the blink of an eye? The phone was not a UFO, could it disappear in the blink of an eye? "Oh..."

Just as Puran was scratching her head, she realized that the phone was in her hand, and then she acted like an idiot, looking for something else.

Pulan: My head is full of black lines.

No, this matter must be clarified, otherwise she would be uneasy all the time, and she would have to stop writing her graduation thesis and might even be distracted for the whole day.

Edit, delete; edit again, delete again; pause... doubt yourself, look at the message transmission time, give up; then, edit again for the third time.

"Gawain, those two paragraphs were not written by me, but by George Sand to Chopin."

"In 1838, Chopin and George Sand met for the second time, two years after their first meeting, and both were in a state of heartbreak."

"They tried to find another warm comfort. In the process of getting along, Chopin developed a liking for George Sand, approached her quickly, and expressed his love to George Sand; George Sand responded enthusiastically."

"That letter was written by George Sand. It was full of emotion and excitement. One could feel from the words that George Sand could not suppress her emotions. It was this letter that immediately captured Chopin's heart. The two of them got together and spent the next ten years together."

"You mentioned Chopin just now. Coincidentally, you are in Mallorca. Chopin and George Sand went to Mallorca to live for a while at the beginning of their relationship."

"That's why Mallorca is known as the honeymoon island. I thought you might be interested, so I wrote this letter. I have absolutely no other intentions..."

Wait, what the hell?

What is the last sentence? It's fine if I didn't mention it deliberately. If I say it like this, even if I don't have any special thoughts, it may cause misunderstanding.

Delete, edit.

“So, I thought of this letter. Mallorca witnessed the love between two great artists.”

Send! All in one go.

I re-read my message again and let out a long sigh. Now, there should be no misunderstanding.

But why do I feel a little lost? What is this feeling of loss?

calm!

Calm down, calm down, calm down!

Say no to random thoughts! Graduation thesis!

She really, really needs to concentrate on her graduation thesis now, otherwise she might really miss the deadline.

Phew! Pulan took a deep breath, covered his phone on the table, thought for a moment, and then pressed it with two books. Out of sight, out of mind, he finally regained his sanity.

His eyes returned to the book in front of him and he continued reading the references.

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The library is quiet.

Faintly, you can hear the laughter and cheers surging from the campus outside. It is not noisy, but just opens its arms to embrace the arrival of spring.

The rustling sounds of laughter and joy only served to highlight the quietness of the room. The trivial sounds of turning pages were surging, and the whole world became quiet.

However, Plan always seemed to be unable to help but carefully capture those sounds, making excuses for not being able to concentrate 100% -

Buzz! Suddenly, the phone under the book vibrated, just like Sun Wukong being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain, but Pulan noticed it immediately.

She was a little annoyed. Who was disturbing her while she was reading?

But...some expectations.

The first thing he did was to open the book and pull out his phone. Without realizing it, he unlocked his phone reflexively and then saw the message.

It's Gawain.

My heart was flying uncontrollably, and I seemed to feel a warm air filling it up slightly, and it was slowly swelling and becoming full.

"I see. I'm a little disappointed. I was hoping the misunderstanding would come true."

Click.

My heart skipped a beat.

All the irritability, tension and emotions had disappeared. Plan just stared at the phone blankly, his brain losing the ability to think.

However, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, a kind of lightness that was difficult to describe and express pulled the corners of his mouth upward.

The sound of the heart beating against the chest, again and again, so clear and so powerful, again and again, from slow to fast, gradually accelerating.

Almost flying.

What does Gao Wen's words mean? Pu Lan held the phone and read it carefully, over and over again, trying to decipher all the words on the screen.

Then, you can see a flower.

"If the misunderstanding comes true, what will it become?"

Pulan edited the message quickly, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he deleted it all.

Misunderstand?

What misunderstanding? What was he worried about? What did Gawain misunderstand? Wait!

Why did he send that letter? Why did he worry that Gawain might misunderstand him and why did he explain it? What on earth was he expecting? Thoughts came one after another, turning into pink bubbles that filled his chest, but at this moment, Plan did not react at all.

She just stared at the screen blankly, thinking about how she should respond.

(End of this chapter)