There were rustling sounds. The night air was without the noise and prosperity of the day, but trivial sounds were still floating around. The noise of traffic on one side of the road gradually settled down, and the occasional footsteps and the low-volume conversation at the front desk surged quietly. It seemed that one could feel the cold night quietly spreading, and the hearing became sensitive unconsciously.

Gawain saw Lawrence stand up first, and thought Lawrence was about to speak, so he gave way to him, but all he got was silence.

This? It was rare to see Lawrence looking a little shy and reserved, with his head lowered slightly.

What's going on? Huh...

A breeze blew through the hall, and goose bumps appeared all over my arms. The temperature in London at night in June might drop to around ten degrees. It was hard to imagine that this was summer. I subconsciously wanted to pull on my coat, hoping to absorb some warmth to resist the attack of the night.

Then, Lawrence finally reacted.

"ah!"

Lawrence exclaimed in a low voice, turned around and picked up a gift bag on the sofa, and handed it to Gawain, indicating that this was the purpose -

Thank you for the gift?

The gift bag is neatly arranged and square, with a clear Dior brand logo on the outside. You can tell at a glance that it is worth a lot of money.

Gawain didn't answer, but looked at Lawrence in confusion, waiting for an answer.

Lawrence looked up at Gawain, then suddenly realized, "No, no, no, this is not a gift, this is your denim jacket."

I see.

Gao Wen laughed in silence. He took the gift bag and opened it. It turned out to be his "lost" coat. He half-jokingly said, "I was ready to call the police. Phew, now I can save myself some trouble."

It was a little joke that successfully made Lawrence laugh.

Gao Wen's brows also relaxed. "Thank you for coming here in person. Thank you very much. I won't delay your trip to the party."

As he was about to leave, Lawrence was stunned and blurted out, "That's it? Aren't you going to have a glass of whiskey?"

……whisky?

Gawain doubted his ears, raised his right index finger, and pointed it at himself, his eyes full of question marks, "Me? Whiskey? Are you sure?"

Lawrence hasn't responded yet.

Gao Wen had to keep smiling and explained, "I am a professional player. For training and competition, I try to avoid alcohol intake during the season."

To be precise, I should not drink alcohol at all——

Moreover, in the United States, the legal drinking age is twenty-one, and Gao Wen still has some time to reach that number.

Lawrence was a little surprised, and showed a surprised expression, "What about when you don't need to train? You don't touch it either? How boring would life be without alcohol."

Gao Wen: @#%&! ...

Originally, what he wanted to say was that everyone has different interests and hobbies. Some people are happy because of sweets, some are happy because of delicious food, and some are happy because of games. Not everyone likes alcohol. Obviously, Lawrence's words seemed to be a generalization.

But on second thought, what's the point of arguing about these things?

So, Gao Wen shrugged lightly, spread his hands, and said sincerely, "I am such a boring person."

Gawain wanted to put an end to the topic and end the conversation, but he didn't expect Lawrence to wrinkle his face and make a vivid grimace. He could see without words that "I don't believe it" was written all over his face. "How is it possible? You don't look like that type of person."

"So, what do you like?" The topic continued...

“…I don’t have any particular interest in it.”

"Hey, how is that possible? How is it possible that I have no interest at all? Everyone has some hobbies in life."

"Tennis. To be precise, my hobby is tennis."

At the end of the conversation, Gawain finally gave an answer. Lawrence's expression froze slightly, and then he showed a look of disappointment. "I didn't expect you to be such a boring person. Do you spend all your time and life on the training ground? I can't tell at all."

puff.

Gawain controlled his smile, but the corners of his mouth still slightly lifted up——

He thinks of Puran.

In fact, Plan also complained about Gawain, saying that he devoted all his time and energy to tennis, and his spare time life without tennis was really boring; but the point is that Plan likes Gawain like this. She likes Gawain's passion on the court, and also likes Gawain's simplicity and ease outside the court.

On afternoons when they didn't have training, Plan and Gawain would sit in the room, each with a book, listening to music quietly. They didn't do anything, but enjoyed the leisure and comfort of quietly listening to the passage of time. They didn't need anything special to enrich their lives bit by bit.

For a brief moment, Gawain remembered Plan's frowning face and a smile spread across his face.

Although Gawain immediately controlled himself, Lawrence still caught it, "Why, did I say something wrong?"

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Gawain waved his hands repeatedly. Although he was still smiling, his words were very firm. "No. I just remembered the training tomorrow. I'm very sorry. I may stop here tonight. Thank you very much for sending the coat, but I need to prepare to rest, otherwise my biological clock may protest."

Lawrence was a little flustered. He blinked his eyes and tried to protest, but found that his words were fragmented. "This... is not... I..."

Arrived at the hotel lobby, waited for thirty minutes, and then left after meeting for thirty seconds? What kind of thing is this! Gao Wen seemed not to notice Lawrence's incoherent speech, turned his head and looked at him, "Wait a moment, I'll go to the front desk to call a taxi for you."

Lawrence couldn't believe his ears, but before he could say anything, he watched Gawain turn around and walk towards the front desk.

She wants to swear, is that okay?

She was worried and confused all the way, her head was full of thoughts, she was worried about gains and losses and eager to try. She imagined different possibilities, but she never expected that it would end so abruptly?

That's it!

That’s it?

Suddenly, a nameless fire rose up, and Lawrence was filled with shame, annoyance, anger and depression, and then he exploded.

Over the years, Lawrence has been walking in Hollywood with her straightforward and true temperament. Her outspoken and informal personality is the reason why she has won countless love, so she has always been her own way and has never changed.

Otherwise, there wouldn't have been the controversy over her swearing, slapping and throwing wine at fans. Even though she was surrounded by reporters and paparazzi on the red carpet today, she didn't learn her lesson.

The same is true now.

Lawrence rushed forward in a gust of rage, but Gawain was tall and strong, and he had already distanced himself from him in just a few steps. Lawrence did not expect that he would not be able to stop Gawain even if he jogged forward.

Damn high heels!

Snap! Snap! Lawrence simply took off her high heels, holding them one on each side, and rushed over barefoot. The front desk manager was making a phone call.

Bang--

Regardless, Lawrence "helped" the lobby manager hang up the phone.