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In front of my eyes, everything was gorgeous and dazzling, like stars falling from the sky, gurgling in Arthur Ashe Stadium, and the whole place condensed into one energy -

"Fight!"

Gawain admits that he did not expect such an ending.

It’s not that I’m not confident enough, it’s that I never imagined the ending of this year’s US Open title defense.

He is not qualified to imagine or hope.

Unexpected injuries completely disrupted the plans for the entire North American summer hard court season. He cannot act too hastily or aim too high. He needs to be down-to-earth. Although he is still confident in himself, reality requires him to keep a low profile, stay focused, stay humble, and move forward step by step. OK.

In fact, it was precisely because of the injury and the accident in the third round that it was a blessing in disguise that he was able to really focus on the game.

What about defending the title, what about fighting for the world's No. 1 spot, what about off-court doubts and the structure of the tennis world, what about championships, what finals, what the future...etc., etc., etc., all are temporarily forgotten, and I return to the first time I participated in an ATP professional event a year ago. Mentality, focus on yourself and focus on the present.

You have to fight hard and fight every game.

Then.

Here they are.

This journey is full of thorns, ups and downs, and mountains and ridges, sufferings, frustrations, pains, struggles, confusions, and groping forward in the endless night and vast fog, with no direction or goal in sight. , can only focus on the road underfoot.

until now-

He climbed to the top again.

His heart was beating like a drum, and happiness was surging. Amidst the turbulence and boiling of the whole place, Gao Wen saw those figures in his players' box. They were his comrades, his backing and his pillar of support.

then.

Taking steps again, Gawain ran all the way, climbed up to the stands, and rushed all the way to the players' box amid the cheers and applause of the audience.

"Ahhh!"

Sampras rushed up first, gave Gawain a big hug, ruffled Gawain's hair happily, and smiled completely.

"Well done, boy, well done!"

Dimitrov and Macdonald could not control their excitement and rushed forward to hug Gawain and Sampras together.

Then Pelt, then…

When Sampras saw Agassi deliberately keeping his distance, he felt mischievous, grabbed Agassi and pulled him over.

Agassi, "Pete...Pete. Pete!"

In the end, he gave up the resistance and joined the big hug with a look of despair.

They cheered, they jumped, they celebrated. They knew better than anyone else how much Gawain had paid to complete this difficult journey. Everything made this moment in front of them particularly precious. , happiness and joy will explode a hundred times.

Then, Gao Wen saw another group of people in the players' box.

Graf, Sharapova, and Jiang Yanyun, they did not join the hug team, they just clapped with smiles on their faces, finally able to lift their burden.

Seeing this scene, Gawain's smile bloomed, he opened his arms and expressed with his eyes: Aren't you ready to hug and celebrate?

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"Ha ha."

Jiang Yanyun was the first to laugh, stepped forward and gave Gao Wen a hug, and rubbed Gao Wen's messy hair vigorously. His eyes that had just been dried couldn't help but become moist again, but soon, they were covered up by laughter again, and again Crying and laughing, embarrassed, he turned around and secretly wiped his eyes.

Then Graf, then Sharapova, then...

Gao Wen saw the slightly reserved Gao Hongli.

Gao Hongli's expression was slightly tense, trying to hide the redness in his eyes. Thousands of words were swirling on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't find a suitable way of expression. For the first time, he found that his language was so pale and limited, and he couldn't even express it. One ten thousandth of expressing the turbulent emotions inside.

Raising his hand, Gao Hongli tried to pat his son's head, but his palm paused and finally fell on Gao Wen's shoulder, gently but heavily.

"Well done."

Gao Hongli said that in the end, the messy thoughts in his mind were condensed into such a short sentence.

Gao Wen understands, he all understands that the short two-week journey is not only a test for him, but also for Gao Hongli and everyone in the entire team.

Then, a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, he raised his head, raised his chest, and said confidently, "Dad, I did it."

Gao Hongli was almost about to collapse—

Just such a sentence, a simple and simple sentence, but it contains a huge weight.

Gao Hongli also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you did it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Hongli looked a little embarrassed. He turned his head hastily, as if sand had entered his eyes, wiped them quickly, and started breathing heavily.

At this time, Gawain saw Pu Lan.

She stood so quietly and low-key in the crowd, smiling, without cheering or shouting, just looking at Gawain quietly, just like that, but her eyes were so bright, full of stars and sea, focused and immersed He stared at Gawain as if he was the whole world.

Gawain's movements paused slightly—

Is this really okay in public?

Unexpectedly, Pulan stepped forward generously, holding Gawain's cheeks with both hands, and quietly looked deeply into the ocean in Gawain's eyes.

She could see the fatigue, the joy, the stubbornness, the perseverance, the thorns, the scars, the pressure. The soul hidden deep in her pupils had burned out, and she sat there exhausted, happy. There was deep fatigue in it.

What was hidden in Pu Lan's eyes was joy and distress, but more importantly, a deep bond.

She loves him~lightnovelpub.net~It's that simple.

Gawain raised his right hand, wrapped his palm around Pulan's palm, raised a smile on his lips, and said softly, "Hey, I won the championship."

In an instant, Pu Lan burst into tears, but she didn't wipe them away. Instead, she nodded vigorously and burst into laughter -

After experiencing the bitterness of Roland Garros and the loneliness of Wimbledon, Pulan has always hoped that he can be by Gawain's side, not only for the victories and happiness, but also for the frustrations and struggles, even in the darkness. , she also hopes to be by her side.

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Today, she was finally not absent.

She was glad that she chose to come to New York, and she was also glad that she accompanied Gawain on this journey. Therefore, she saw the bitterness and joy intertwined in Gawain's eyes. At a certain moment, the fragments of their souls seemed to be together. So entangled together, sharing common memories.

Plop, plop.

The beating of the heart seems to have returned again, so firm and powerful, trembling slightly, throbbing slightly, and then slowly falling.

fall in love.

"Yes." Pulan nodded, looked at Gawain's eyes carefully and intently, and then his smile fully bloomed amidst the sparkling tears.

—At this moment, the whole world is witnessing it together.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The shouts were still noisy and still boiling, but gradually faded away. The eyes of the world witnessed the most beautiful and touching scene at Arthur Ashe Stadium.

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