"Calm down, Emily, calm down!"
Pu Lan tried to regain his sense.
He raised his head and scanned the whole place. The library was completely quiet. Everyone was focusing on reading and studying. Only the sound of turning books filled the air.
She was the only one who was as restless and restless as a hyperactive child, trying her best to get rid of the non-existent hedgehog on the chair.
Snapped.
Once again, he opened the phone he had pressed against the table, unlocked the screen, and then read the message he had just sent for the thousand and ninth time.
Gawain, there should be no misunderstanding, right?
Gawain should be smart and knowledgeable enough to figure out the source of that text message, right?
Therefore, Gao Wen didn’t reply for two whole hours. He must have been on the plane, right? But, it’s been two hours and it hasn’t landed yet?
According to the itinerary, Gao Wen should fly from Mallorca to Barcelona, transfer there, and then go to Monte Carlo to continue preparing for the game.
Two hours were enough for Gao Wen to arrive in Barcelona and complete the transfer procedures. So, why didn't Gao Wen reply to the message?
Maybe, the phone is still in airplane mode?
Yes, yes, yes, flight mode should be the most reasonable answer.
Pulan tried to convince himself, but the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind couldn't stop at all. As he thought about it, his thoughts began to develop in the direction of disaster.
"Stop!"
Pu Lan clenched his fists to stop himself from continuing to think wildly. He opened his eyes and realized that he had actually clenched his fists and punched the table.
With a muffled sound, the surrounding people's eyes gathered in a hurry, which made Pulan a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and started to flip through the book in a panic.
But in fact, she didn't read a word of what the book was talking about.
Damn it!
Focus! She should stay focused! The deadline for her graduation thesis was less than two weeks away, and she needed to concentrate on completing it.
"forget about it."
"If Gawain understands deviation, then he should understand deviation, anyway... anyway..."
"etc!"
Countless thoughts were making pancakes in my mind, but in the end I couldn't hold it back. I looked for my phone for the umpteenth time and decided to explain.
But what about the mobile phone?
Wait, why is the phone missing?
Pulan's head was full of questions. He had just confirmed the news, but why did he disappear in the blink of an eye? A mobile phone is not a UFO that disappears in the blink of an eye?
"oh……"
Just when Pu Lan was scratching her head, she noticed that the phone was in her hand, and then she looked for the donkey on the donkey like an idiot.
Pulan: His head is full of black lines.
No, this matter must be clarified, otherwise she will be restless all the time, stop writing her graduation thesis, and may be distracted throughout the next day.
Edit, delete; edit again, delete again; pause...self-doubt, watch the message delivery time, give up; then, re-edit for the third time.
"Gawain, those two paragraphs were not written by me, but were written by George Sand to Chopin."
"In 1838, Chopin and George Sand met for the second time, two years after they first met. Both of them were in a state of lovelorn."
"They tried to find another warm comfort. In the process of getting along, Chopin developed a liking for George Sand, quickly got close to him, and expressed his love to George Sand; George Sand responded enthusiastically."
"That letter was written by George Sand. It was full of emotions and excitement. From the words, you can feel that George Sand couldn't suppress his emotions. It was this letter that completely captured Chopin's heart. The two of them They came together and spent the next ten years holding hands."
"You mentioned Chopin just now. It just so happens that you are in Mallorca. Chopin and George Sand went to Mallorca to live for a period of time at the beginning of their relationship."
"Even because of this, Mallorca is known as the honeymoon island. I thought you might be interested, so I thought of this letter. I have absolutely no other meaning..."
Wait, what the hell?
What's that last sentence? Even if I didn't mention it deliberately, it might cause misunderstandings even if I don't have any special thoughts.
Delete, edit.
“That’s why I thought of this letter, Mallorca, a testament to the love of two great artists.”
send!
Done in one go.
He re-read his message again and took a long breath. This time, there should be no misunderstanding.
But why is it a little lost?
What's that feeling of loss?
calm!
Calm down calm down!
Say no to random thoughts!
Graduation thesis!
She really, really needs to focus on her graduation thesis now, otherwise, she might really miss the deadline.
call!
Pu Lan took a deep breath, covered the phone on the table, thought for a while, and pressed it with two books. Out of sight, out of mind, and finally regained his sanity.
His eyes fell on the book in front of him again, and he continued to read the references.
The library is quiet.
Faintly, you can hear the laughter and shouts surging on the campus outside. They are not noisy, but just open their chests to embrace the arrival of spring.
Those rustling sounds of laughter only accentuated the quietness in the room. The trivial sounds of turning books were surging, and the whole world became quiet.
However, Pu Lan always seems to be unable to help but capture those sounds carefully, making excuses for why he cannot concentrate 100%——
Buzz!
Suddenly, the phone vibrated under the book, just like Sun Wukong being pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain, but Pu Lan noticed it immediately.
A little irritated, who is disturbing her reading?
But...there is some expectation.
He immediately opened the book and took out the phone. Without realizing it, he reflexively unlocked the phone and saw the message.
It's Gawain.
The heart was soaring uncontrollably, and it seemed that one could feel the hot air filling it slightly, and it slowly became swollen and full.
"It turns out that it is like this. I'm a little disappointed. I also hoped that the misunderstanding would come true."
Ding.
The heartbeat skipped a beat.
All the irritability, tension, and emotions had all disappeared. Pulan just stared at the phone in a daze, his brain losing the ability to think.
However, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly. An indescribable and indescribable lightness pulled the corners of his mouth upward.
The sound of the heart hitting the chest, one after another, so clear and powerful, one after another, from slow to fast, gradually accelerating.
Almost flying.
What does Gawain's sentence... mean?
Pu Lan held the phone and read it carefully, over and over again, trying to disassemble all the fonts on the screen.
Then, you can see a flower.
"If a misunderstanding comes true, what will it become?"
Pulan quickly edited the message, but after thinking about it seriously, he felt it was inappropriate and deleted them all——
Misunderstand?
What misunderstanding?
What are you worried about Gawain misunderstanding? What did Gawain misunderstand again?
etc!
Why did you send that letter just now? And why are you worried that Gawain will misunderstand and give an explanation? What exactly are you looking forward to?
Thoughts popped out one after another, turning into pink bubbles that filled the entire chest, but at this time Pu Lan didn't react at all.
She just stared at the screen blankly, thinking about how she should reply.
(End of chapter)
