Chapter 1484: The lights are dimming

Rustle, rustle...

The wind rises.

However, Plan did not feel the cold at all. He was completely wrapped in Gawain's arms, which were so deep, thick and warm.

It was so long, as if time had stopped forever at that second; yet it was so short, as if it was over before I had time to enjoy it.

The embrace loosened.

Pulan raised his chin and looked up into Gawain's eyes. He could see the faint smile deep in his eyes at a glance, like hot spring water gurgling. Although there was nothing special about it, it made Pulan's cheeks slightly red. Then Gawain keenly caught it and teased him jokingly -

"So, what's going on in your head?"

Wow.

His cheeks were getting hotter and hotter. Plan hadn't had any special ideas at first, but now the chaotic associations in his mind could no longer be stopped.

Phew.

When Plan heard Gawain's chuckle, his eyes widened and he glared at Gawain fiercely, baring his teeth to express his strong protest, which made Gawain quickly raise his hands to surrender. Although the smile was still surging in his eyes, he still controlled his smile and spoke very seriously.

"Don't worry, your body muscles are gradually relaxing."

"I just want to take a walk, get some fresh air, get away from tennis for a while, and think about nothing, so, can you be my guide?"

Plan carefully studied Gawain's expression, as if he was trying to determine the truth of his words, only to see Gawain covering his chest with a hurt expression on his face.

Pu Lan was speechless for a while and rolled his eyes. "Seeing that you still have the energy to joke around, does that mean you're really not tired?"

Gao Wen's mouth curled up slightly. "The game has been lost. What should be vented and what should be erupted has all been left on the court without reservation. The outcome cannot be changed. Instead of immersing myself in negative emotions, it is better to face it positively and prepare for the next challenge."

The words were still light and teasing, but one could feel the sincerity hidden in them.

Plan thought about it and decided not to continue talking about the game, but to continue talking along with Gawain's words.

"I'm not familiar with this area, but I know there's a small park and a library in that direction, which is perfect for a walk."

Gawain made way, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile, "Madam, please lead the way."

This sentence is in French.

Plan looked at Gawain, slightly surprised.

Gao Wen had only been learning French for a few months, but he had made such rapid progress that he could pronounce this sentence very accurately, without any unfamiliarity at all.

Plan did not hide his surprise. He looked Gao Wen up and down as he took a step forward. "I always tend to forget that you are also a top student at UCLA."

Gao Wen laughed heartily, "So, do professional players often give people the impression that they have poor academic abilities, or are just brainless?"

Plan thought about it seriously and admitted "yes" so straightforwardly without any hesitation or excuses, with a frank look on his face.

Gawain laughed even more happily.

At this time, it was already past six o'clock in Paris, but the sunset in Europe in the summer is very late, and it is often dark at nine or ten o'clock, so it is common for the Roland Garros match to end at half past nine. Although it is not a night show, it is equivalent to a night show.

However, the dark clouds hanging over Paris today never dissipated, so just after six o'clock, some businesses had already turned on their lights, and the dim halos of light illuminated the hazy city.

The city reveals a hint of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. The tall plane trees and verdant ivy fill every corner of the vision with the leisurely and casual atmosphere of summer. One can't help but just want to take a stroll and wander in the afternoon glow of the city.

Gao Wen and Plan walked along the way, moving slowly forward.

Passersby did not pay much attention to the young couple on the roadside. Even their height of 193 cm did not attract much attention.

It is hard to imagine that just a few hours ago, Gawain was standing in the center of the world, with the entire Philippe Chatrier Stadium cheering and going crazy for him.

But Gawain enjoyed this kind of tranquility very much. The hustle and bustle of the world disappeared temporarily. There was no cheering, shouting, noise or lights. Life seemed to return to its normal track and he enjoyed his own little space.

The park is not big, but it is lush and green, and even the breeze is bright.

Until——

“It’s raining!”

The rainstorm in the summer afternoon changed suddenly. There were only sparse raindrops the previous second, but in the blink of an eye it was a downpour, as if there was a big hole in the sky and the whole world was falling apart.

Gawain and Puran are trapped under a tree, but it's clear that this is not safe.

Although this is not the wilderness and there is no need to worry about lightning striking the trees, the interference of urban buildings actually serves as a protective umbrella, but it is still not safe and they need to find a place to shelter from the rain.

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Pulan looked at Gao Wen with concern. She was still worried about Gao Wen's physical condition. What if he caught a cold in the rain? Pulan was a little annoyed. She shouldn't have agreed to go out for a walk with Gao Wen. But now, finding a solution is the most important thing compared to being annoyed.

"...There's a library two blocks ahead. We can hide from the rain there for a few hours. Or we can find a taxi back to the hotel. But how to get there is the problem..."

Outside the small park, the view was flat and there was almost no place to hide from the rain. There was no coffee shop or bus stop, which made Plan a little depressed.

Then, Gao Wen's voice came to my ear, "Don't worry, I have a homemade umbrella."

Umbrella?

Plan turned his head and saw Gawain taking off his coat and covering his head with it. He then opened his left hand and pointed to the empty seat next to him. Plan was dumbfounded when he saw Gawain's confident smile, but he couldn't help but smile.

Gawain raised the coat in his hand slightly, "This is a waterproof coat. Although it is not tight enough, its rainproof effect should be no less than that of a proper umbrella."

Plan chuckled. Her mind told her that they should call a taxi to the entrance of the park. This would be the best solution. But seeing the eager smile in Gao Wen's eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse emotionally.

Before he realized it, Gawain pulled Plan over and hugged him in his arms, using his coat as an umbrella to block out the sky over both of their heads, and did not give Plan time to think.

"Look, there, at the corner of the street, we'll use that as our first transfer station, so rush over there first."

"Are you ready?"

Plan took a breath in a panic and couldn't help but look at Gawain again. Seeing the corners of Gawain's mouth raised, she couldn't help but laugh.

"one two three!"

Ah! Pulan was a little flustered and exclaimed.

But he still followed Gawain and walked out, holding his handmade coat and umbrella, and plunged into the heavy rain.

(End of this chapter)