Gao Wen thought that he was invulnerable.

Gao Wen thought that he had already seen through the world.

Gao Wen thought he had hidden himself well.

However.

That is not the case.

In fact, Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun knew everything.

In order to protect them, he kept silent and pretended that everything was fine; in order to protect him, they pretended to know nothing and remained silent.

Until today, with the help of a hard-won victory, Jiang Yanyun finally and carefully broke through that layer of window paper.

With ease, all of Gawain's defenses were defeated.

Jiang Yanyun said, it was a beautiful fight.

It’s not about “winning” beautifully.

For Jiang Yanyun, victory and championship are of course important, but in front of Gao Wen, they are not important.

Over and over again.

Gao Wen read Jiang Yanyun's message carefully. From those clumsy and plain words, it seemed that Jiang Yanyun had repeatedly considered and revised the message with concentration and seriousness. He even asked Gao Hongli for his opinion. Although they were far away in the Chinese mainland at this time, they were always thinking about their children.

Nose, slightly sour.

After thinking about it, different versions of replies emerged in my mind, but I rejected them all. In the end, I still typed a line of words in the dialog box.

"Mom, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

Maybe, once in a while, he could take off his equipment and armor, no need to be strong anymore, and be a child in front of his parents.

Everything was just like in kindergarten, he cried and laughed out loud, and was willful for once, because at that time, he truly relied on them and believed in them, and believed that all problems could be solved in front of them, and he relied on them wholeheartedly.

The other end of the phone.

Jiang Yanyun stared at the screen of his mobile phone until a splash of water appeared on the screen protector. Then he suddenly looked up and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand in panic.

Then, a hand appeared in front of me and handed me a tissue.

When he looked up, he saw Gao Hongli, who was worried but pretending to be calm.

While waiting for Jiang Yanyun to take the tissue away, Gao Hongli scratched his head and asked casually, "What did Xiaowu say?"

Jiang Yanyun quickly wiped away her tears, "Xiao Wu said that he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

Gao Hongli was slightly stunned, and obviously had not expected Gao Wen's reply at all, "This kid, this is totally irrelevant."

I have no idea what's going on.

But Gao Hongli himself did not realize that the invisible pressure was quietly relaxed, and the smile on the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he gave his advice.

"Didn't he love this dish when he was a kid? Later when I made it for him, he didn't even look at it, saying he was tired of it. Why did he suddenly want to eat this dish again?"

Having said that.

"Otherwise, we go to Europe a week in advance. Which stop is it before Paris? Rome? Should we also go to Rome to meet him and make some home-cooked meals for him?"

Chattering on and on.

Gao Hongli became even more active than Jiang Yanyun.

Jiang Yanyun couldn't help but roll her eyes, but she didn't notice that she also smiled.

"Xiao Wu now has a nutritionist. All three meals a day must follow the nutritionist's orders, even snacks are no exception. If you occasionally eat out, you must seek the nutritionist's consent to avoid disrupting your diet balance. The more professional a player is, the more he needs to start with these details."

"You are an amateur, just messing around here."

Despite this, Gao Hongli was not discouraged.

"Then let's ask a nutritionist."

"Chinese food is also cuisine, and it is the best cuisine in the world. Otherwise, our country's athletes should just pay attention to the nutritional balance when eating every day."

"We can send a recipe to the nutritionist, including seasonings, and then make three meals a day according to the nutritionist's arrangement. If he says it's not okay, we won't do it, and we will strictly follow his nutritional combination. Isn't that enough?"

As he was talking, Jiang Yanyun also became interested and thought about it seriously, "How about... we ask?"

Here, the couple was discussing something animatedly. Although it was already late at night in East District 8, the house was still brightly lit.

On the other hand, Gao Wen did not expect that his text message would cause such a sensation, but if he knew about it, it would be a good thing to help his parents divert their attention.

Message, reply completed.

Dimitrov's voice with a faint smile came from the locker room, sometimes high and sometimes low. It was gentler than usual. You could feel the curve of the corners of his mouth without looking up. As he spoke, a soft laugh surged from the depths of his throat. The joy radiating from the inside out was contagious.

"Yeah... I know... Yeah... You too... Okay... Okay, you should try your best and train well."

The words themselves do not contain any special information, but the emotions conveyed by the tone of voice contain a huge amount of information.

Then, turning around, Dimitrov saw Gawain, who was observing carefully. The smile on his face paused for a moment, and then he said something.

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"Gawain sends his regards."

Afterwards, Dimitrov whispered a few more words, and finally hung up the phone. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Gao Wen with an innocent expression:

He spread his hands, raised his shoulders, and stared with wide eyes, full of doubts.

That expression and that action clearly showed a protest, "I didn't say anything just now, and I didn't say hello to anyone. What are you saying? Why can't I understand?"

Although Gawain did not make any sound and only muttered with his mouth, Dimitrov still understood what he meant. His movements suddenly became a little stiff, and he began to explain in a way that made things even more obvious.

"I... uh, ahem, I just... told her..."

"She, she also asked you and congratulated you, yes, congratulations on winning the championship."

"You know...she...cares...about...the situation...I...just..."

Incoherent.

Fragmented.

He stammered for a long time without being able to make a clear statement. His flustered look was simply a repetition of the example of trying to cover up one's own faults.

Under Gawain's gaze, he was at a loss and his mind went blank. Because it was so sudden and chaotic, Dimitrov didn't even know where to put his hands for a moment. He touched his head, then his pocket, then his chest. Finally, he realized that the phone was still in his hand and put it back in his pocket.

In a hurry.

Seeing this scene, Gao Wen really wanted to burst out laughing, but he still controlled himself and raised his hands to prove his innocence.

"I didn't say anything and I didn't do anything."

This sentence immediately broke Dimitrov's composure. He spread his hands and lay flat on his back, ready to be laughed at. "Okay, okay, I just called Maria. How's it going?"

"Honestly, are you particularly envious?"

One didn't need a keen eye to see the corners of Dimitrov's mouth curled up at this moment. He even launched a desperate counterattack.

Gao Wen suppressed his smile and nodded seriously, "I envy you so much."

"ah."

"Ah... What should I do? My stomach hurts. I'm so jealous that it hurts. Gregor, it hurts so bad that my internal organs are burning."

As he was talking, Gao Wen covered his stomach and began his performance.

The moment before, Dimitrov thought Gawain really had a stomachache, but the next second he realized that he had been fooled. This guy was actually playing a prank.

Look up at the sky.