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Chapter 407 Do you have any regrets?
After completing 2 shots, Long Bisheng finally stopped his shooting and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Waiting for him to breathe evenly, Lu Xiaoshan went up, took out another clean handkerchief, and helped him wipe off the sweat on his forehead, but there were still snowflakes falling from the sky, just after they were wiped off, another snowflake fell on his head immediately, and was forced by the heat of Long Bisheng's body, and turned into water again.

"Okay, let's go, it's time to have lunch." Long Bisheng smiled and took the handkerchief from Lu Xiaoshan's hand, and his expression changed when he touched Lu Xiaoshan's hand: "Your hands are so cold, what's going on..."

After talking halfway, Long Bisheng immediately realized that the weather is so cold now. Although he has been exercising, he can't notice it, but Lu Xiaoshan has been standing by the side, how can he not be frozen, how can he not feel the cold!

Long Bisheng looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he immediately took his coat and wrapped it around Lu Xiaoshan's body, then put her hands into his palms and rubbed them vigorously for a few times, seeing the blood color slowly welling up in the white fingers, he pulled Lu Xiaoshan, used his body to shield him from the wind and snow, and walked towards the locker room.

After changing clothes in the locker room, seeing that the color on Lu Xiaoshan's face had returned, Long Bisheng felt relieved, and said to Lu Xiaoshan with a smile: "Xiaoshan, you have worked hard today, I said I can come alone, but you just want to come... Didn't you freeze?"

"No." Lu Xiaoshan shook his head and said with a smile: "I am a doctor anyway, and my body is still clear. How can I not accompany you? I am bored at home alone. I am also happy to see you training."

"Okay, it's all here." Long Bisheng laughed: "Let's go, let's go to eat. I invite you to the restaurant today. Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Lu Xiaoshan thought for a while, but shook his head: "Forget it, let's go home, I like to eat at home."

Long Bisheng stared at her for a while, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Okay, go home, do you still have food at home?"

"Did you forget? I just bought a refrigerator yesterday." Lu Xiaoshan smiled at Yanyan.

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After training, take a hot bath, eat a full meal at home, pick your teeth and watch TV - Long Bisheng thinks this kind of life is very comfortable. Compared with the food in big hotels with a lot of MSG seasoning, he prefers to eat some home-cooked meals at home.

Lu Xiaoshan was washing the dishes in the kitchen. Long Bisheng planned to do it, but Lu Xiaoshan pushed him out because he was tired from training all day. He could only watch the last round of league highlights on TV, and listen to the sound of water splashing from the kitchen and Lu Xiaoshan humming softly.

Lu Xiaoshan was humming the classic "The Answer Blows in the Wind" by Bob Dylan. Compared with Ning Xi's slightly hoarse voice, Lu Xiaoshan's voice was brighter and more pleasant. He hummed this melodious song brightly and cheerfully. Long Bisheng listened intently to this classic ballad, slowly chewing on the meaning of the lyrics.

"How many miles must a man walk before he can be called a man? How many seas must a white dove fly before he sleeps on the sand? How many times must a cannonball fly before he is imprisoned forever? My friend, the answer is blowing in the wind. How long can a mountain stand before it is washed into the sea? How many years will those people live before they are finally free?  …"

Listening, Long Bisheng suddenly laughed: "Xiaoshan, I can't answer these questions, but if someone asks me how many goals a striker needs to score to become a super striker? My answer must be that the more the better, before I retire."

"Then how much honor does a player need to win before he can retire without regret?" Lu Xiaoshan came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, apparently having finished his housework: "Can Brother Long answer this question?"

Long Bisheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and thought for a while before answering uncertainly: "I think any superstar will have regrets when he retires, right? Although Pele has won three World Cup titles, the third one can't be credited to him. Maradona has more regrets. 90 World Cup, 94 World Cup... Beckenbauer has everything as a player and coach, but he still regrets losing the 1966 World Championship. Not to mention Baggio, he has neither a World Cup nor a Champions Cup..."

"But in the eyes of others, they are already successful enough." Lu Xiaoshan sat down on the sofa next to Long Bisheng and said.

"Every player will have regrets." Long Bisheng replied: "No matter who it is, it is impossible not to have regrets. Career is the same as life. There will be no absolutely perfect career, nor will there be an absolutely perfect life."

Lu Xiaoshan looked at him with bright eyes and asked, "Brother Long, do you have any regrets?"

Long Bisheng laughed dumbly: "Of course I have regrets... In the last season in Naples, I regretted that I didn't play enough times to appreciate the style of Serie A football, which is the most tightly defended. In Leeds, I regretted not being able to help Leeds enter the Premier League. Now... I don't have any regrets at the moment, but it may be uncertain in the future. In the national team, missing the World Cup the year before last is the thing I feel most regretful now. Maybe I will not have any chance in the future. One of the idols."

Speaking of this, Long Bisheng suddenly asked Lu Xiaoshan: "Xiaoshan, do you have any regrets?"

"Me?" Lu Xiaoshan was stunned.

She should have a lot of regrets.Her childhood was not happy, and there was only one color in her youth. Without her brother, she didn't know what she would be like now, but now that she thought about it, she felt that it was nothing. Although she lost her parents since she was a child, her brother also loved her very much. She received no less love from her family than others, and her current life was happier than most ordinary people.

Especially now.

She and her brother Long live under the same roof. She can chat with him every day, see him every day, help him cook, do laundry, clean up the house, and give him a massage after training to relieve his fatigue. She thinks that is enough.

Now sister Ning Xi is often away and spends a lot of time alone with Brother Long. With this space, Lu Xiaoshan has no idea how happy he is.

"I don't think I have any regrets." Lu Xiaoshan lowered his head and said quietly: "Even if a man has not walked many roads, as long as he can stick to principles, principles, and justice, and not give in to threats, then he is a good man. Even if a white dove has not leaped over a sea, it can still sleep on the beach, as long as it wants to... Any problem is relative. For those superstars, they may be dissatisfied. It’s enough to spend a professional career, to be able to get a good contract, to be able to play the main force often... This is the difference between an unusual person and an ordinary person, and I... just an ordinary girl."

Long Bisheng looked at Lu Xiaoshan in a daze. He had never thought about this. Ever since he started playing football, he had one goal after another. At first, he wanted to become a professional player, then he hoped to gain a foothold in Europe, and then he wanted to play in the top league. Now the goal is to win the championship. In the future, he may enter the top giants, win the Champions Cup, and hit the World Cup. Very satisfied.

He was in a daze, and Lu Xiaoshan continued quietly: "I'm just an ordinary girl, it's enough to have the happiness I want... But now, I already have it, so... I don't regret it, maybe in the future... I will regret it, but who can say what will happen in the future?"

Long Bisheng is not a fool, maybe he is slow to react, but as he gets older, his reaction seems to become more and more sharp.

He understood what she meant.

She doesn't regret being able to stay by his side now, maybe she will regret it in the future, but she doesn't care about the future, as long as she has the present, that's enough.

There was a silence between the two, and after a while, Lu Xiaoshan wiped his face with a very concealed movement, then raised his head and smiled at Long Bisheng: "Brother Long, are you tired? Let me give you a massage."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and was about to go around him, Long Bisheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

Lu Xiaoshan trembled for a while, but stopped obediently, and continued to lower her head. Her long black hair poured down from the top of her head, covering her face.

"Xiaoshan, I'm not worthy of you doing this, really." Long Bisheng's voice was also trembling.

Unexpectedly, this sentence touched all of Lu Xiaoshan's emotions, like water in a dike, all of a sudden, her face was crying, and then she threw herself into Long Bisheng's arms with tears streaming down her face, and buried her face in his chest.Long Bisheng felt her shoulders twitching up and down, and a warm fragrance hit her nose; she kept saying one word back and forth: "Ah." Long Bisheng didn't know whether it was a moan or a sigh, but this weak call made him feel that there was a fragile flower in his arms, which would be crushed with a little force, and would wither if he didn't pick it up.

A strong pity made him hug her tightly.

After a long while, reason returned to Long Bisheng, Lu Xiaoshan's trembling gradually subsided, Long Bisheng let go of his hand, Lu Xiaoshan trembled, and then slowly and firmly left his embrace.

"In the future, I won't have any regrets." Lu Xiaoshan showed a sad smile, then walked into his room and closed the door.

Long Bisheng stared blankly at the door, the lingering fragrance of Lu Xiaoshan still remained in his bosom.

PS: Today is Singles' Day, I would like to dedicate this chapter to all singles who read this book. Do you have any regrets?If there is, hurry up and make up for it. Once some things are lost, they cannot be retrieved.

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