MTL - Match Point-Chapter 1283 walk with you

Gawain was a little dazed—

He expected the surprise, but he only expected the first half, but not the second half. The shock of surprise hit his face just like that.

He thought he had an insight into the overall situation, saw through the clues of Pu Lan's surprise, and let go of his defenses, but he witnessed the real highlight of the surprise without any precautions. .

Hardly, **** the bridge of the nose.

It turned out that this was the surprise.

The line of sight fell on the balcony layout, and the preparation picture could not help appearing in my mind, those balloons, those flowers, that cake, and...

that trophy.

In fact, that trophy is a plastic trophy that can be bought anywhere in souvenir shops, with words of different meanings marked on the base.

"The best mother in the world", "the smartest driver in the world", "the most perfect son"... and so on, are just souvenirs.

The trophy in front of him reads, "The Only Fighter".

easy to understand.

However, in order to prepare these, Pu Lan had to make full use of Gao Wen's training and competition time to prepare secretly, and then when Gao Wen returned to the room, she had to store them all deftly and avoid being discovered by Gao Wen as much as possible. , otherwise it will fall short.

In just a few days, Pu Lan obviously spent countless thoughts.

Looking at the scene in front of me, plain and simple, but full of sincerity, Pu Lan's rambling explanations, and cheerful singing from the stereo, the warm sunshine of the Mediterranean Sea falling on the arms, goose bumps crazily popping out like this, The warmth hit him hard.

Nose, a burst of soreness.

Words are so pale and powerless, they are not enough to describe one ten-thousandth of the turbulent heart.

He thinks and firmly believes that those pressures are his own problems and the hurdles that he must break through in his career, so he always fights alone; and then carefully protects all the close people around him, lest those indiscriminate injuries may be involved. to them.

However, first Jiang Yanyun—and of course Gao Hongli who stood by all the time, then Dimitrov, and now Pulan, they are all telling him with practical actions:

He is not alone.

On this road to his dream, he is not alone.

Perhaps, he used to be alone, but as he walked, a group of friends gathered around him, following him forward, cheering and running together.

He doesn't have to be so strong to carry all the burdens alone; they are not so fragile and can face all the wind and rain side by side.

Caught off guard, even Gao Wen didn't realize it. He was completely unprepared, and the line of defense was hit just like that.

Gao Wen was a little embarrassed.

This made Gawain a little flustered.

He thinks everything is fine with him, he thinks he doesn't care, he should be happy and happy, everything in front of him should be celebrated and enjoyed, and he should cherish everything he has, but hidden deep in his heart The emotions in those dark corners swarmed like this.

His chest was surging and boiling.

He tried to show a smile to hide his embarrassment, but failed. Although the corners of his mouth were raised, his vision was quietly blurred.

Pullan noticed.

The voice gradually became quieter. Pu Lan looked at Gao Wen's expression seriously, and her heart throbbed slightly. She couldn't imagine what Gao Wen was carrying.

Life, always.

When you look at it from a distance, you always see those glamorous beauties, whether you are envious or jealous, the happiness of others is depicted in your mind.

However, when we get closer, we realize that there are also shadows and darkness hidden behind the beauty. Everyone has their own problems and dilemmas, and every life has its own ruts and ups and downs. There is no perfect reality in the real world. , more or less always with imperfections.

It is precisely because of this that everyone is looking for, looking for the incomplete part of themselves in the vast sea of ​​people, maybe it is a relative or a friend, maybe a lover or a confidant, making up for each other and accompanying each other, and going forward side by side in the long road of human growth. OK, finally find your own consummation.

So here she comes—

"Gao Wen, if you are exhausted and have no strength to move on, then let me walk to you."

Pu Lan, speaking softly, although the voice is not loud, but the words are so firm, so brave and so brilliant.

Suddenly, Gawain raised his head and looked at Pulan.

A big smile bloomed from the corner of Pulan's mouth, but he didn't say anything more, but shook his head lightly and started humming.

"Oh... oh oh oh..."

A little naughty, a little mischievous, a little warm, hidden in the melody, conveying emotions that cannot be carried by words.

She will always be by his side, fighting, facing and fighting together.

This time, before the singing could finish in time, Gao Wen strode forward, shortening the distance between the two to zero, and hugged each other tightly.

Then, seal it with a kiss.

Pull the light briefly for a few minutes.

Until the air started to burn, without knowing it, two blushes were ignited on the cheeks, just like the burning sunset glow at the junction of sea and sky.

Gao Wen and Pulan sat down on both sides of the small round table on the balcony again.

Pu Lan picked up the cake and looked at Gawain brightly despite his cheeks being hot, "Celebrate, we still have to celebrate."

Gao Wen became curious, "Then what if I lose today? This party?"

Pu Lan didn't hesitate, "Of course the party is still going on. Whether you win or lose, you have proved yourself to be a fighter, a fighter who will never give up. A game, a race, will not become a stumbling block, but will become a stumbling block." Your drive to keep going, I believe in that."

Therefore, the result was never the point. Regardless of the outcome, Pu Lan would celebrate for Gao Wen and show himself to be Gao Wen's biggest supporter with practical actions.

Gao Wen, with a slight smile in his eyes, joked, "There is a lot of pressure."

Pulan nodded, "It's because I know that becoming a fighter requires courage and great pressure. If a fighter becomes a kind of shackle, it will become another kind of shackle. That's why we need the existence of our support group." .”

Going around and going around, there are some convoluted words.

Gawain raised his jaw slightly, and sighed meaningfully, "Wow, philosophy! You are indeed a Frenchman."

A little ridicule~www.novelbuddy.com~ But Pu Lan didn't mind, and smiled and winked at Gao Wen, "So, you need to study more, otherwise the gap may become bigger and bigger."

Gao Wen was dumbfounded, "Wait, are you despising my stupidity now?"

Pulan: Chichi, hahahaha.

Laughter, didn't hold back, but Pu Lan immediately realized that he shouldn't laugh, and waved his hands again and again, "I didn't mean that, I really didn't...haha."

Pulan looked at Gao Wen who was full of lovelessness, his laughter became more and more cheerful, and the more he tried to control it, the more he couldn't control it.

So, what to do?

Pu Lan quickly changed the subject, and barely controlled himself, "After watching the game up close, I realized that the pressure of competitive sports is so great."

(end of this chapter)