fat man who can't play football

Chapter 127 Little Angel
Based on his memory, Coach Steve found the ward where Cindy was supposed to be, and took a few breaths before knocking on the door.

For some reason, Steve had mixed emotions before he came here, and when he stood in front of this door, all his emotions converged into one——fear, he will face it after opening the door. everything of.

After pushing open the door, the fat man couldn't see the little angel that haunted him so much, he felt even more uneasy for a while.

The fat man immediately took out his cell phone and called Owen.

Fortunately, Owen picked up after a while.

"Hi Owen, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"To be honest, not very good."

"I came to see Cindy in the ward, which is the one I visited before."

"Uh..., Steve. I know you have paid a lot for the team's affairs, so I don't feel embarrassed to bother you because of Cindy's affairs. Cindy's condition is not very good recently, and the time for treatment every day has increased.

After discussing with her attending doctor, I decided to let her go home after her daily treatment... Well, after all, home is the warmest place. "

"Owen, I want to see Cindy. If you don't mind, please send me your home address."

"Uh... ok. Cindy must be glad to see you."

The fat man found a cozy hut by relying on the address on the text message and Google Maps.

Why do you think it is warm, because when the Owens were enduring great grief, they did not forget to take care of the flowers and plants at the door. Those delicate and green little guys made people feel like home at a glance.

On the way over, Fatty held the gifts he had prepared before departure—Cook’s signed jersey, the latest Leeds United team magazine, and Fatty’s own autographed commemorative card.

Although I don't know if the little girl will roll her eyes after receiving the last gift, the fat man really wrote a paragraph to Cindy with great care.

Knocking on the door lightly, the fat man felt a little uneasy, which was a strange emotion.

After a while, the door opened, and Owen, who looked a little tired, appeared in front of the fat man.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Steve."

"Can I give you a hug, Owen."

A wretched fat man and a man with mensao glasses hugged each other tightly.When the fat and the thin meet each other, they win and lose countless lives in England.

A second passed, and so did a minute.

"Owen, are you going to just hold me like this and not let me in?"

"I'm sorry, come in."

"How's Cindy doing?"

"Her condition is a bit bad recently. She often needs analgesics to relieve it. Every moment I feel the pain she is going through. I often pray to God, can I hurt for her? But..."

Owen choked up as he spoke, and the fat man could only hug his shoulders tightly.

In little Cindy's room, Fatty also saw her mother.A strong woman, even in the face of great misfortune, always has a kind smile on Cindy.

The fat man saw Cindy's current appearance at a glance. Under the effects of chemotherapy, radiotherapy, and various drugs, little Cindy turned into a little "bald head". The slightly curly hair in the past has long disappeared.

Needles have been placed in her slender arms to inject a little pain reliever when she is in pain.

When the little angel turned around and saw the fat man, she smiled sweetly.

Even though the torment of the disease left her covered with bruises, it didn't stop her from smiling.

Fatty felt his chest heaving violently, and his eye sockets felt a little hot, and he forgot what to say for a moment.

After a brief silence, the fat man made a lame joke: "I wish I were Cook."

The eyes of the Owens and little Cindy were full of question marks.

"If I were Cook, I would have Cindy's unreserved love and support. It's enviable to think about.

Cindy, I have to say sorry to you.I originally planned to come with Cook, but Leeds are preparing for a very important game, and I don't want my players to be affected before the game.

It was my selfishness that prevented you from meeting your idol, you don't blame me, do you? "

"No, I hate you. Steve Solo."

After speaking, Little Cindy blinked playfully.

"Haha, you are so naughty! Look, little angel, what I brought you!"

The fat man held up the gift in his hand as he spoke.

"Oh! Let me guess, there must be Cook's autographed photo."

"Uh... it's really sad that the only thing on my mind is Cook."

Seeing that the little angel was about to pout, the fat man quickly handed the bag of gifts to Cindy.

Cindy quickly started searching, "Wow, it's Cook's jersey with his autograph on it! Dad, Mom, take a look."

Seeing Cindy happy, the Owens had mixed feelings.

"This jersey was worn by Cook when we drew away with Manchester City and advanced to the League Cup final. That stinky boy wanted to secretly collect it for himself. Huh! After being punched and kicked, he obediently offered it up."

"This is such a great gift! Did you really hit Cook, Steve?"

"Uh..., Cindy, when you grow up, you will understand that men are always talking. There is also the latest team magazine, which details Leeds' recent performance and an exclusive interview with Cook. .”

"I watch them all. When I am energetic, I will watch the live broadcast in front of the TV!"

"It is because of your protection that we can create miracles one after another. Cindy, do you know? You are a miracle girl."

Cindy fluttered with big charming eyes and smiled even more heartily.

"By the way, Cindy. Let's make an agreement. Come to Wembley Stadium to support us in the League Cup final. Then I will buy tickets for your family! With you, Leeds will definitely create another miracle!"

"Great!" Cindy looked at her parents, and Owen nodded gently.

"Yeah!" The little angel raised his hands high.

"Cindy, there's a present behind."

Seeing the signed photo of the fat man at the bottom, the little angel frowned strangely: "Is this a gift?"

"See U, Cindy. From this moment the boat of our friendship has sunk."

Cindy croaked when he heard this.When she was about to turn the photo over, the fat man stopped her immediately.

"Cindy, Steve Shushu wrote you some words. However, you have to wait until I leave later, let's check it first."

"Forehead."

Cindy stretched out her trembling little hand and made an agreement with the fat man's fat hand.

Fatty exchanged pleasantries with the Owens for a while and then left. After all, little Cindy needs a quiet rest now.

Under the dim street lights in Yorkshire, the fat man imagined Cindy's expression after seeing those words.

"Dear Cindy:

I don't know how you feel when you read this passage.First of all, I want to thank God for allowing us to meet. I have to say that people will meet many people in this life.

Since I met you, I have truly felt the preciousness and fragility of life.You let me know that even when faced with the most difficult things, we should face life with a smile.

I think you must be an angel wandering in the world. "

(End of this chapter)