Chapter 590 The Wind of Freedom

The soft golden sunlight shone in from the window and fell warmly on the back of Nolan's neck.

Melodious music was playing in the restaurant, and guests at a table in the distance laughed happily.

The grilled fish platter we had today was delicious.

The drinks are delicious too.

It’s so wonderful to be alive——

Nolan couldn't believe that before today, he felt that he was hopeless.

All these changes were due to the woman behind him - Cheng Ling, his captain, who came to find him.

Nolan sincerely hopes that time can last forever at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Doctor Ken's words echoed in his mind: "Nolan, you coward! You have to cheer up! You have to take care of her team members for her!"

"Nolan, come out—"

"It doesn't matter if we can't get out, at least we are still alive..."

"Hey, buddy, if the time machine research is successful, what would you most like to say to her when you go back in time?"

say what?

It must be an expression of one's feelings.

Now the opportunity came, but he backed down.

He finally understood the plot that he had once been unable to understand: in a vulgar love story, the hero and heroine did not dare to express their love, which resulted in the two not getting together in the end. He felt fake.

Love should not only be said loudly, but also done hard.

Only a coward can't even say "I love you".

However, when it was his turn, he realized that he was also a coward.

True love means being timid, hesitant, shrinking, hesitating, and escaping...

Nolan pinched the second joint of his index finger and cleared his throat - his vocal cords seemed to be blocked by clods of soil.

"Captain..." Nolan made a sound by inflating his belly and vibrating his vocal cords.

(Ventriloquism is not talking with the stomach. We usually speak by relying on the joint movement of the lips, teeth and tongue to drive the vocal cords to vibrate and make sounds. However, ventriloquism means that when the lips are motionless, the abdominal cavity squeezes the air in it and hits the vocal cords, driving the vocal cords to vibrate. Make noise)

"Huh?" Cheng Ling ate the dessert slowly and methodically.

"I...you..."

He was so nervous that he felt like he could hardly use his stomach to make his vocal cords vibrate.

"Nolan, hurry up, the person accompanying me will enter the restaurant soon." Cheng Ling urged.

Through the window, she saw Mark, the waiter at White Club, walking in the distance. He is waiting for the traffic light.

"Captain, do you have a lover?" Nolan asked.

"Yes," Cheng Ling put down the small silver spoon.

Nolan felt the clod of soil blocking his vocal cords disappear.

"who?"

"Mr. L. He and I are not pretending to be a couple."

Mr. L and the captain?

Ah, the two of them really match each other - when I saw Mr. L for the first time, I was also attracted by his appearance.

So, the man I admire and the woman I like fall in love?

Complex and confusing emotions flashed through Nolan's heart.

Lost? Relieved? Are you happy for them?

Maybe a little bit of both.

"You know, Captain, I've always liked you." Nolan didn't know why he said it so easily.

"Oh, thank you for your like, bad little boy (here refers to - immature little boy who will always tease the girl he likes)," Cheng Ling said naturally, "You can grow up now, welcome to The world of adults.”

Nolan laughed silently.

He had long expected that he would be rejected by the captain.

He just gave himself an explanation.

Dr. Ken was right, he was the one who was trapped.

Now, he walks out.

The traffic light at the intersection turned green.

"I'm leaving." Cheng Ling saw Mark crossing the intersection.

"Okay, adults," Nolan responded.

Cheng Ling smiled softly. She twirled the white napkin on the table, wiped the corners of her mouth, and raised her arms to snap her fingers at the waiter.

The waiter came over with a smile.

"I'll pay for it. This is my password-free card."

Cheng Ling put the black card in the waiter's hand and put a tip worth one hundred dollars into the waiter's hand.

The waiter was satisfied and went to the cashier with the card.

Taking advantage of the last chance, Cheng Ling turned sideways to arrange the bag on the seat. Her hair hung down, blocking her lips. She gave up using slower ventriloquism and said quickly in a low voice: "Nolan, believe me, I It will restore freedom to all the team members. When the wind of freedom blows at your feet, you are welcome to come and play with us in China."

The captain gave him a promise.

In the future, the members of the Rangers will be free.

At that time, he will go to China to find the captain, Mr. L, Alexai, Ji Chengyue and others, and have barbecue, drink, play cards, and brag about the past together...

Such a future is too beautiful and too dazzling to look directly at.

"I'll contact you again."

After saying that, Cheng Ling stood up from his seat, straightened his clothes elegantly, picked up a small bag, stepped on stilettos, and walked swaying towards the door of the restaurant.

The waiter in the aisle held Cheng Ling's card and consumption bill in both hands.

Cheng Ling stuffed the card and bill into her bag, smiled at Mark who opened the door for him, and walked out.

Mark followed.

Nolan never looked back.

He seemed to have heard the wind.

The sound of the wind was far away, but loud.

It was the free wind, the roaring sound.