At five miles, we were about to reach the Golden Gate Bridge. The 700-800-meter run was all uphill. Lin Meiyin ran up in one breath. Running a marathon on the Golden Gate Bridge had always been Lin Meiyin's dream. Although the wind was very strong and the fog was mixed with some rain hitting her face, the ripples on the sea below her feet were spectacular. Even for such a view, everything was worth it.
The race was about to be halfway through, and a large amount of dopamine was generated. Lin Meiyin felt as happy as running on the clouds. In a daze, Lin Meiyin discovered that in the team returning from the other end of the Golden Gate Bridge in the opposite direction, there was a figure who looked indescribably familiar. He had dark skin, rain-wet hair, smooth muscle lines, and a professional running posture. Even if he was caught in the crowd, Lin Meiyin could see him at a glance. But all the senses now are too unreal. Maybe he is just his own phantom. Lin Meiyin happily accepted such an illusory picture, smiling at the corner of her mouth but tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.
He was getting closer and closer to the "Phantom", and at the moment when several athletes were in a straight line parallel to him, the raindrops in the sky suddenly stopped, hanging in the air, no longer falling, the thick fog no longer moved, and the ripples on the sea below his feet no longer changed. The athletes in front each maintain a stationary running posture. The whole world stops at this moment.
Lin Meiyin locked his direction and took a few steps closer to him so that she could take a closer look at the still "phantom".
"It's really you, long time no see."
At the finish line, he was waiting with a bouquet of daisies in his hand. No matter how much time passes, he will always be waiting for her at the end.
Purpose: Telling about love and growth from the perspective of the heroine