A gust of wind came, and Emma felt that her eyes hurt badly. Dust or gravel must have entered her eyes just now. Now she couldn't stop crying at all. She wanted to open her eyes, but the pain was even worse. This made her stand He was helpless where he was.
At this moment, the low and warm voice came to her ears, like a ray of light falling in the darkness, guiding her to slowly move forward, and she opened her eyes carefully; but in front of her eyes was It was a hazy blur of water, which could only vaguely outline the outline of a face. It was not clear at all, and even the facial features were blurred into a ball.
Then Emma caught those eyes.
Her eyes were like star-studded stones, clear in black and white, focused and focused, revealing a faint but bright light that passed through the layers of mist and was reflected in the depths of her eyes; a low voice could be heard in her ears. A low murmur came faintly, and a gust of breeze blew over the eyes, with a touch of warmth, gentle strength, and a light breath of mint, just like the spring breeze in March.
Reflexively, her eyes blinked, and the foreign object seemed to have been blown away. Her vision gradually became clearer, and then she saw that handsome face dilated deep in the pupils, and even the pores could be seen. Clearly, she was caught off guard and just stood there, staring blankly.
You can catch the hot manly scent under your nose, which is light and has a refreshing scent of soap.
She had vaguely felt it when she was recording the program before, but she couldn't capture it because the smell was too weak. It felt like someone was gently sliding a dog's tail grass over the surface of her skin; now, that feeling was like The seemingly non-existent breath finally became clear and close at hand.
There is no extra perfume or any aroma, just the dry and fresh scent of soap locust, but it is like the woods in the morning, with green oxygen beating under the crystal dewdrops, and occasionally you can catch the golden sunlight shining through the canopy of the trees. , as if the elves are dancing.
All the scenes after the two people got acquainted came up at once, the chance encounter on the plane, the courtesy at the airport exit, the vitality when they met again, and everything that happened during the recording of the program today, those memory fragments were like a rushing wind. It came like rain.
Involuntarily, before she knew it, she began to hold her breath.
Because the rhythm of her heartbeat began to become disordered, the temperature of her cheeks began to rise, and the little deer in her chest jostled her. She began to panic. In order to cover up her embarrassment, she could only hold her breath clumsily like a child, lest she The slightest movement may reveal your nervousness.
Lowering his eyes, he saw Lu Ke's legs spread to keep his eyes parallel. It was a little funny, but also extremely gentlemanly. This made the heart beat in his chest become more and more panicked.
"..." The face opened its mouth, as if asking something, but Emma stared at him blankly, unable to understand any sound above her ears, just watching the lips open and close, Time and space just stagnated; then, a worried look showed in the depths of her pupils, and she patted her shoulder gently. This small action brought magic into contact in an instant, and everything returned to normal again. .
"How are you?"
Emma's eardrums finally felt the collision of syllables. She could feel her cheeks becoming hot, and she began to strongly doubt whether her cheeks were rosy. She looked like... a girl with a beating heart. , the youthfulness and excitement of first love make people want to scream——
But the problem is that she has long passed the age of first love.
"Plop. Plop. Plop." The sound of his own heartbeat was heard in his ears, and then the deep voice was mixed in, surging from far to near, "...Emma? Emma!"
Emma lowered her head suddenly, and then raised her head suddenly. She put her hanging hair behind her ears in embarrassment and stammered, "Uh, okay...it's okay...I'm fine." , I...well, I'm fine." Quietly, she raised her head, glanced at the man, and sorted out her panic thoughts, "Thank you, thank you for your help."
"No, it's easy." Lu Ke remained polite and said with a smile, and then touched his pocket. He was originally going to take out a tissue - Laura had handed it to him in the break room just now in order to wipe his sweat. .
But thinking back to the fact that before recording the program, he still couldn't find the support scarf he handed over. Lu Ke still took a half step back, moved his position, and headed towards Ai Walter, who was rushing over not far behind him. Assistant Sentima nodded and said, "There was a foreign object in Emma's eye just now. She may need to clean it now. I will go over and say hello to the staff first. You can come here slowly."
According to experience, Emma not only needed to wipe her tears, but also needed to touch up her makeup in time, which would definitely take a while, so Lu Ke decided to go there by himself. After saying that, he gestured politely to Emma again, then turned and left.
Emma was a little panicked and a little anxious. She took two steps forward and tried to call Lu Ke, but she finally suppressed the words that came to her mouth. She did not shout out, but just bit her lower lip tightly, annoyed. The ground stamped its feet.
The assistant standing nearby was confused and confused.
…
This time, Emma didn't take too long. Shortly after Lu Ke arrived at the stadium, Emma arrived immediately, and the staff immediately got busy.
Today's exclusive interview is not with a professional sports magazine, but with "Vanity Fair", currently one of the highest-selling entertainment magazines in the United States. They hold a party called "Oscar Night" after the Oscars every year. It is the top vanity fair in Hollywood, and everyone is eager to be a guest. This shows the influence of this magazine.
Since it is for widespread publicity, it cannot be limited to professional sports magazines, but needs to open up the situation and go beyond the safe area of rugby. Therefore, "Vanity Fair" became the best choice.
The interview began quickly.
The whole interview process was actually not difficult, because the questions asked by the other party were relatively regular and old-fashioned, such as Emma's opportunity to watch rugby, Lu Ke's views on women's participation in rugby, and some interesting facts about rugby. , and some suggestions for watching football games, etc., without being pushy or inquiring, and I easily completed today's interview task.
But after the interview, Lu Ke and Emma had to take photos for the inside pages of the magazine.
This immediately reminded Lu Ke of the tragic memories of Under Armor last year - taking pictures, which is really not Lu Ke's comfortable area.
As a result, the whole photo-taking process was full of laughter. Even Emma couldn't help but be amused. She joined the photographer's comments and teased Lu Ke, "Otherwise, you should change the subject of the photo, zombie, zombie The theme must suit you", "Aren't you a professional player? Why are your limbs so uncoordinated?", "Don't look at the camera, you are not going to have a duel with the camera"...
Amidst the laughter and laughter, the photo shooting process lasted for nearly thirty minutes, and then it came to an end.
Just to take three photos.
Lu Ke was already sweating profusely and embarrassed. His appearance made all the staff present burst into laughter, and the atmosphere between Emma and Lu Ke also relaxed.
Standing nearby, Emma saw Lu Ke saying goodbye to the staff because he had to return to the training ground. Even if it was a rest day, he still had training tasks to complete. Emma's smile still lingered on But his lips gradually became restrained, and his joyful mood sank.
Looking at Lu Ke, Emma waited quietly on the spot, watching him walk over step by step, with a slightly green and sunny smile on her face, "Thank you for your hard work today, I still have a lot of things to do. Familiar place, thank you for your help, and please forgive me if there are any mistakes during the photo taking."
Lu Ke kept his distance neither too far nor too close. After speaking politely, he smiled again, "Then, that's it for today. I wish you a good day."
Seeing that Lu Ke didn't have any hesitation or hesitation, he turned around and took steps forward. This was the second time today. After all, Emma couldn't hold it back and shouted, "Lu Ke."
But after Lu Ke stopped, Emma was suddenly at a loss for words. Countless thoughts were surging in her mind, but she didn't know what to say. For the first time, she felt so clumsy; more importantly, she Her pride and self-esteem were protesting, not allowing her to bow her head voluntarily.
Under Lu Ke's doubtful gaze, Emma hesitated again and again and said hesitantly, "Can I go to the Candlestick Stadium to watch the game this week?"
Lu Ke became more and more confused: Why? Why did she ask for her permission? If she was willing to come to Candlestick Stadium to watch the game, then she could just come over. Why should she tell herself that?
But Lu Ke wisely did not ask, so as not to ignite the powder keg again, and said seriously, "Not this week."
In an instant, Emma's smile froze at the corners of her mouth and became clouded.
Lu Ke then explained, "This week is an away game. We are going to New Orleans. If you want to watch the home game, you have to wait until next week. No, next week we will go to St. Louis and it will be an away game. , we have to wait another week before we return to our home court.”
Emma gritted her teeth tightly and was simply furious at Lu Ke's answer: Isn't this the point?
However, this time Emma held back and cleared her throat, "Okay, I understand. Then, next time I return to Candlestick Stadium, I will go to the home court to watch the game."
"The fans will definitely welcome your arrival." Lu Ke said with a smile, then waved goodbye again and turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Emma stood there, her eyes reluctantly falling on Lu Ke's back, watching him drift away, with a trace of anxiety and loneliness in her expression.
