Chapter 1965 Tears welled up
in my eyes Before my eyes, there was a dazzling scene, like stars all over the sky falling down, flowing gently in the Arthur Ashe Stadium, and the whole stadium condensed into a stream of energy——
"Fight!"
Gao Wen admitted that he did not expect such an outcome.
It’s not that I don’t have confidence, but I never imagined the outcome of this year’s US Open title defense.
He is not qualified to imagine or hope.
Unexpected injuries completely disrupted the entire North American summer hard court season. He can't be too hasty or too ambitious. He needs to be down-to-earth. Although he is still full of confidence in himself, the reality requires him to stay low-key, stay focused, and stay humble, moving forward step by step.
In fact, it was precisely because of the injury and the accident in the third round that it was a blessing in disguise. He was able to truly focus on the game.
Defending the title, competing for the world's number one spot, off-court doubts and the tennis landscape, championships, finals, future... and so on, all were temporarily put aside, and I returned to the mindset of participating in the first ATP professional event a year ago, focusing on myself and the present.
You have to fight hard in every game.
Then.
So they came here.
This journey was full of thorns, ups and downs, and mountains and rivers. It was full of torment, frustration, pain, struggle, confusion, and groping forward in the endless darkness and fog. I couldn't see the direction or the goal, and could only focus on the road under my feet.
Until now——
He climbed to the top again.
His heart was beating like a drum and happiness was surging. Amid the turbulence and excitement of the stadium, Gao Wen saw the figures in his player box. They were his comrades, his backers and his pillars.
then.
Taking another step, Gao Wen ran all the way, climbed up to the audience stands, and rushed to the players' box amid the cheers and applause of the audience.
“Ahhhh!”
Sampras was the first to rush up and gave Kovan a big hug, ruffling his hair happily with a big smile on his face.
"Good job, boy, good job!"
Dimitrov and McDonald could not control their excitement and rushed over to hug Gawain and Sampras.
Then came Pelt, and then…
When Sampras saw Agassi deliberately keeping a distance from him, he felt like playing a prank and he hugged Agassi and pulled him over.
Agassi, "Pete...Pete. Pete!"
Finally, he gave up resistance and joined the big hug with a look of despair on his face.
They cheered, they jumped, they celebrated. They knew better than anyone how much Gawain had paid to complete this difficult journey. Everything made this moment especially precious, and their happiness and joy exploded a hundredfold.
Then, Gao Wen saw another group of people in the players' box.
Graf, Sharapova, and Jiang Yanyun did not join the hugging team, but just clapped with smiles on their faces, finally being able to put down their burdens.
Seeing this, Gao Wen smiled widely, opened his arms, and said with his eyes: Aren't you going to hug and celebrate? "Haha."
Jiang Yanyun was the first to laugh. He walked forward and gave Gao Wen a hug, rubbing Gao Wen's messy hair vigorously. His eyes, which had just been wiped dry, became moist again, but were soon covered by laughter again. He cried and laughed, looking embarrassed, and turned around to wipe his eyes secretly.
Then came Graf, then Sharapova, then...
Gao Wen saw Gao Hongli who seemed a little reserved.
Gao Hongli's expression was slightly tense as he tried to hide the redness in his eyes. Thousands of words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't find a suitable way to express them. For the first time, he realized that his language was so pale and so limited that it couldn't even express one ten-thousandth of the surging emotions in his heart.
Raising his hand, Gao Hongli tried to pat his son's head, but his palm paused and finally fell on Gao Wen's shoulder, lightly but heavily.
"Good job."
Gao Hongli said that in the end, all the messy thoughts in his mind were condensed into this short sentence.
Gao Wen understood, he understood everything. This short two-week journey was not only a test for him, but also for Gao Hongli and everyone in the team.
So, with a smile on his face, he raised his head, straightened his chest, and said confidently, "Dad, I did it."
Gao Hongli was almost about to collapse——
It is just such a simple and plain sentence, but it contains a tremendous weight.
Gao Hongli also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you did it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Hongli felt a little embarrassed. He turned his head hastily, as if sand had gotten into his eyes. He wiped it quickly and breathed deeply.
At this time, Gao Wen saw Pulan.
She stood in the crowd so quietly and low-key, with a smile on her face, without cheering or shouting, just quietly, just staring at Gawain, but her eyes were so bright, filled with the sea of stars, staring at Gawain intently and immersedly, as if this was everything in the world.
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Gawain paused for a moment.
Is this really okay in public? Unexpectedly, Plan came forward calmly, held Gawain's cheeks with both hands, and looked deeply into the ocean in Gawain's eyes.
She could see the tiredness and joy, the stubbornness and tenacity, as well as the thorns, scars and pressure. The soul hidden deep in her pupils had burned out and she sat down exhausted, with deep fatigue in her happiness.
Hidden in Plan's eyes was joy and heartache, but more importantly, a deep bond.
She loves him.
It's that simple.
Gao Wen raised his right hand, wrapped his palm around Plan's, smiled, and said softly, "Hey, I won the championship."
In an instant, Pulan burst into tears, but she did not wipe them away. Instead, she nodded vigorously and burst into laughter.
After experiencing the bitterness of Roland Garros and the loneliness of Wimbledon, Plan has always hoped that she could be by Gawain's side, not only for those victories and happiness, but also for those frustrations and struggles. Even in the darkness, she hopes to be by his side.
Today, she was finally not absent.
She was glad that she had chosen to come to New York, and was also glad that she had accompanied Gawain on this journey, so she saw the bitterness and joy intertwined in Gawain's eyes. At a certain moment, the fragments of their souls seemed to be entangled together, sharing common memories.
Plop, plop.
The beating of my heart seemed to come back again, so firm and so powerful, trembling and throbbing slightly, and then slowly fell.
Fall in love.
"Yeah." Plan nodded, looked into Gawain's eyes carefully and attentively, and then his smile blossomed completely amidst the sparkling tears.
——At this moment, the whole world is witnessing together.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
The shouts were still noisy and boiling, but they were gradually fading away. The eyes of the whole world witnessed the most beautiful and moving scene at Arthur Ashe Stadium.
(End of this chapter)