"Wow!"
The child just cried loudly, as if he had been wronged and frightened, venting all his sadness. There were no words, but it was more impactful than words.
Gawain carefully took the child into his arms, patted his back gently and comforted him warmly.
"never mind."
"Everything is fine. You can cry if you want. It doesn't matter. Just vent it out. It's fine now."
"I'm here."
"Don't worry, I'm here, everything is fine, everything is fine."
"Where are your parents? Or, where are your brothers and sisters? Are you alone? Where are the others? Where are your friends?"
Dimitrov had also come to Gawain's side, watching the child bury his head on Gawain's shoulder, venting all the grievances he had suffered, and his nose was slightly sore.
Turning around quickly, Dimitrov rubbed his eyes and looked at the crowd, "Excuse me, where is the child's guardian?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one had an answer.
So, is this a lost child?
Gawain wasn't sure whether the child was crying because he was hurt, crying because he couldn't find his family, or whether he was crying because he was frightened and collapsed.
Or, all of them?
He raised his head and looked at Dimitrov, "Gregor, look for the security personnel and see if you can broadcast help to find someone."
"Oh." Dimitrov was stunned for a moment, then finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly, "Oh oh oh."
However, just when Dimitrov was about to turn around, Gawain noticed that the child in his arms tugged on his sleeve.
"Gawain."
he/she said.
Gawain still couldn't tell clearly because the child's audio had a relatively high pitch, and he couldn't confirm for a while whether it was a boy or a girl.
The only thing that was certain was that the child knew him; and, the child finally spoke, which was a good thing.
Gawain showed a slight smile and asked kindly.
"Hey, I'm Gawain."
"How are you?"
"How do you feel? Is it hurt somewhere? Or is it uncomfortable somewhere?"
"It's okay now, everything is okay, you can tell me anything, I can help."
The child in his arms pulled away slightly and stopped crying, but his cheeks were still full of tears, and he looked at Gawain seriously.
The corner of his mouth pursed, and then he cried out in frustration.
"I see you, I finally see you."
Before he finished speaking, the child threw himself directly into Gawain's arms and cried muffledly again.
Wait, what's going on with this style of painting?
Dimitrov was about to leave, but then came back and stayed in the same place. He looked at Gawain with question marks on his head and asked with his mouth.
"your child?"
So, is this kid Gawain’s illegitimate son or something?
Gawain:? ? ?
If the situation hadn't been inappropriate at this time, Gawain and Dimitrov would have laughed at themselves, but now, it seems inappropriate to joke, right?
Given Gawain's age, if he wanted to give birth to such an illegitimate child, he would have to go back to the time when he was still learning tennis in China?
Moreover, didn’t everyone notice this child’s thick Spanish accent?
Gawain glanced at Dimitrov, who quickly looked at the sky, but Gawain had no time to pay attention to his friend at this time and looked at the child in his arms again:
Wait, is this his lost brother/sister?
Shouldn't it be...?
His parents are both honest people.
The change in painting style was so fast that Gawain was also involved. Looking at Dimitrov with a smile in his eyes, Gawain immediately realized:
This guy learns bad things very quickly.
Realizing that the child was probably fine, Dimitrov actually started to joke. By accident, Gawain stepped on a rare trap.
Quickly collecting all the trivial thoughts scattered in the outer space of the universe, Gawain gently patted the child's back and comforted him repeatedly.
"Yes, I'm here, I'm here."
The child seemed tired of crying, and gradually the crying subsided, but he/she still buried his head on Gawain's shoulder and refused to lift it up.
"What happened? You can tell me, I'm right here."
Gawain's continuous soft comfort seemed to have finally worked, and then, the child's voice came to his ears——
I am not proficient in English, with a thick accent, and no complete sentences, that is, I just jump out word by word.
"I'm. Shy. Blushing."
Ah, that’s it.
It seems that this child must have been shy because of howling just now, and was too ashamed to look up.
This caused a smile to appear in Gawain's eyes, and his mood relaxed, and he gently patted the back of the child's head.
"Don't worry, it's nothing."
"So, did you come here specifically to see me?"
The child still didn't respond.
Gao Wen thought for a while and re-translated the Spanish he learned in high school in the United States. Although he was not very proficient, his basic expressions should be ok.
"are you looking for me?"
Perhaps because the pronunciation was a little jerky, the child was immediately amused. Finally he raised his head, burst into laughter, wiped the tears from his eyes, looked at Gawain, and showed a big smile.
Clear away the clouds and see the sunshine.
At this time, Gawain was finally able to confirm that he was a girl in front of him - if it was a boy, he would be a very delicate and beautiful boy.
"Excuse my Spanish, obviously, I'm not Rafa."
Even if he switches to Spanish mode, Gawain can still make simple jokes and successfully make the child's smile brighter with just one sentence.
Amy Souza was still a little shy. To be more precise, it should be embarrassing. She didn't expect that she would cry and lose her composure in public.
She is already thirteen years old, she has gone to middle school, she is a big girl, she should not cry in front of everyone, let alone Gawain.
However, looking at Gawain's smile, it seemed that everything was not so important, and all he could think about was the big boy in front of him.
"I came here especially for you."
Sosa's English is not very good. She needs to organize her language so that her speaking speed also slows down. This is very uncomfortable for Sosa, who is used to Spanish speed.
However, she will try hard because she knows that Gawain's Spanish is not good, so she needs to consider Gawain, right?
"I came from Mexico, eight hours away by bus, just for you."
"I'm going back tomorrow."
"I thought... I thought... I might not be able to see you."
As he spoke, the grievance and regret surged up again, and his nose felt slightly sore, but this time, Sosa took a deep breath and controlled himself.
Then, a smile breaks out.
"But, I see you."
"Gawain, I see you, finally!"
Jin Doudou, after controlling it again and again, was still unable to control it and fell down. But this time it was slightly different. It was not sadness or grievance, but joy.
Joy from the heart.
The smile fully bloomed amidst the tears, and the golden sunshine all over the sky was eclipsed. The joy and happiness from the depths of the soul bloomed proudly in the vast desert.
Like a rose blooming tenaciously on a rock.
(End of chapter)
