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Chapter 56 Leave
"Where are you going? To Tongs Bar, you don't need to go back and pack up?"

In the car, Ruben looked at the right side and asked aloud.

After getting in the car, Fan Bizhuang returned to his previous silent state, but this time, he didn't keep looking out the window, but just lowered his head, no one knew what he was thinking.

"To the cemetery, Mr. Reuben."

Fan Bizhuang raised his head, replied like this, then lowered his head again.

"it is good."

Ruben turned on the car's navigation, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the suburbs.

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St. Louis Cemetery.

Fan Bizhuang stood in front of a tombstone, silent.

On the tombstone, there is a photo of a kind old lady. The years have left mottled marks on her face. What has not changed is her golden hair and the gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Aunt Azucena, I came to see you, and I also came to say goodbye to you."

Fan Bizhuang squatted down, pulled out the weeds spreading around the tombstone, carefully cleaned the dust, and put the lilies he brought on top.

This is my aunt's favorite flower. Just like my aunt's name, Azucena means lily in Spanish, which symbolizes innocence and purity.

In Fan Bizhuang's memory, Aunt Azucena was as warm and pure as a lily. She taught him a lot, gave him a lot, and gave him the courage to face the indifferent world.

"Auntie, you like football very much, so I went to La Masia."

"I promised you that I would become a professional player and let you cheer for me and be proud of me. Although you are no longer here, I still will not forget my promise to you."

"I'm going to Villarreal, auntie, they're willing to give me a chance, I signed a contract to become a professional footballer. You, will be happy for me, won't you?"

"I'm sorry, aunt, maybe I won't have many chances to see you in the future. I will carry your photo with me. I know that no matter where I am, you will always pay attention to me and encourage me."

"When I come back here again, Aunt Azucena, I will come with the champion. This is my gift to you... Hehe, although that day may be far away, at least there must be a firm belief, which you taught me, man, must have a purpose to move forward..."

Fan Bizhuang squatted in front of the tombstone, talking softly.

Ruben stood not far away, waiting quietly.

When the sky was getting dark, Ruben looked at his watch and was about to step forward, but Fan Bizhuang stood up.

"Goodbye, Aunt Azucena, I will come back to see you again."

Fan Bizhuang gently stroked the photo on the tombstone, stared at it affectionately again, and turned around.

"Sorry, Mr. Reuben, to keep you waiting, let's go."

Ruben didn't nod immediately. After spending the past few days together, including the scene at the gate of the La Masia training camp, Ruben's impression of Fan Bizhuang was that he was indifferent and withdrawn.

But at this moment, he saw another side of Fan Bizhuang. At any time, people will not have a bad impression of people with filial piety and gratitude.

"Your aunt will see what you've done, and you'll be her pride, I'm sure of that, Pham."

Ruben touched Fan Bizhuang's head, and comforted him softly.

Maybe Ruben just sent out relief and encouragement out of emotion, but what he didn't know was that one day in the future, Fan Bizhuang really did this, and not only became the pride of Azucena, but also became the pride of Azucena. He has become the pride of everyone in Villarreal.

"Thank you, you are a good man, Mr. Reuben."

Fan Bizhuang nodded slightly.

Ruben, who was issued a "good person card", smiled and touched his nose.

"Let's go."

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As night fell gradually, the whole city was lit up with beautiful neon lights. Those who walked at night were hurrying, while those who liked nightlife kept laughing.

The Tongs bar has already opened for business. The lobby is full of familiar drinkers. The bald Nadou and his men are talking about his majestic past while drinking, and the other drinkers are either smiling and listening to him. Bragging, or holding a glass of wine, chatting about some hearsay gossip and anecdotes.

Fidel was sitting at the bar, still holding a newspaper and reading it intently. He doesn't need to worry about the business situation of Tongs, and he doesn't have to be busy. When Fan Bizhuang is away, he only needs to visit the store.

But today he is obviously a little absent-minded. From the perspective of others, he is still concentrating on reading the newspaper as usual. Only he knows that he is just holding the newspaper for a show, but in fact he is in a daze.

In fact, during this period of time, he was a little distracted. Although Fan Bizhuang didn't tell him what he was busy with recently, he could see the fact that Fan Bizhuang would leave for a short time every few days, and he began to realize that , Fan Bizhuang may be leaving Tongs.

Fidel is a very smart person, and he also understands Fan Bizhuang's personality very well. Since becoming the bartender of this bar, Fan Bizhuang is rarely late, let alone skipping work from time to time like now.But everything began to change after Fan Bizhuang played in the Barcelona reserve team.

He is not blind. During the recent period, some strange faces often appeared in Tongs bar. They did not drink, and the purpose of coming here was just to wait for Fan Bizhuang.

He insinuated and learned the identities of these people, who were basically scouts from various clubs.

This shocked Fidel, and also made him inexplicably happy for Fan Bizhuang.

He knew Azucena, and he also knew why Fan Bizhuang stayed in La Masia. Now that his dream seemed to come true, how could he not be happy for Fan Bizhuang?
However, as Fan Bizhuang left the bar more and more times, Fidel gradually felt a sense of loss in his heart.

That big boy who is always cold, that withdrawn but persistent boy, that big boy he watched grow up, is he finally leaving here to meet his own life?

Fidel was reluctant to give up, he hoped that the other party would stay, and he also hoped that Fan Bizhuang could go to the outside world to create a piece of sky that belonged to him.

"Ugh."

Fidel sighed softly with complicated emotions, put down the newspaper, lowered his head and whispered to the Spring Festival lying on the ground, "Spring Festival, I really want Fan to stay, what do you think? Would it be a little bit awkward for me to think so?" Selfish?"

Spring Festival ignored him and continued to doze off with his eyes closed.

And at the next moment, Spring Festival's big eyes suddenly opened, stood upright, and jumped towards the wooden door of the bar.

With a sound of "creak~", the wooden door was pushed open, and Fan Bizhuang's figure appeared at the door.

"Ha, Spring Festival!"

A black shadow leaped into Fan Bizhuang's arms, and the Spring Festival coquettishly wagged its tail like a child. Fan Bizhuang held it with a smile on his face.

"Ha, Fan, you're back?"

"I said Fan, I haven't been able to see you when I came to Tongs a few times recently. This is really unaccustomed!"

"We thought you would never recover from the blow of a broken relationship, haha!"

"Fan, I'm so happy to see you. That fat guy Fidel is so ugly, we almost vomited after seeing it, but you are good-looking, you are so good looking, you can drink several more glasses of this wine, ha!"

Some familiar drinkers saw Fan Bizhuang and greeted him with smiles, and some waved to him with a glass of wine.

Everyone here is aware of Fan Bizhuang's coldness, but they don't care. Everyone has been old friends for many years here, and it's normal to tease each other.

But what surprised them was that Fan Bizhuang, who used to respond coldly to their teasing and jokes, stopped this time. Although his expression was still the dead face, everyone felt a little different.

"Thank you for taking care of me all the time."

Fan Bizhuang opened his mouth. He looked around the entire bar lobby, as if he didn't see the astonishment and surprise in the eyes of these people, and continued, "I know, some of you became regular customers here because of Mr. Prata, and some of you People know what happened to me in the past, so they are willing to stay here."

"I've been here for many years, sorry, I don't remember exactly how long it was, but it's not a short time anyway. To be able to endure the weird rules here for so long, tolerate my surly temper, and be threatened by me from time to time Blackmail' a pass, I know what the reason is, so..."

Fan Bizhuang stood in the middle of the lobby and bowed slightly: "Thank you."

Tongs Bar is indeed a very complicated place, but it is also a very simple and pure place. People come here just to drink, to chat, and to relax the exhaustion of the whole day.

But in this city, and even in this neighborhood, there are countless similar bars. Why is the business of Tongs Bar always good?
To say the drinks here are better and the service more memorable is pure bullshit.

How about a drink?All the bar drinks are the same, no difference.

Is the service attitude good?Look at the bar code posted on the wall, it is naturally clear at a glance.

Fan Bizhuang is very clear that the drinkers are basically residents of this block, and they are willing to come here. On the one hand, Mr. Prata has great prestige here, and on the other hand, he may not have "different views" on Fan Bizhuang the meaning of.

Fan Bizhuang was very cold and violent, but he couldn't deter everyone with his fists alone. There were too many reasons why everyone was willing to follow his rules.

After Fan Bizhuang's voice fell, the whole bar suddenly became extremely silent, and a needle could be heard.

Then, the drinkers became commotion.

"Fan, what are you talking about?"

"I can't believe that Fan, the most vicious villain, would say thank you to us?"

"Why do I have a bad premonition? It seems that...Fan is explaining the funeral?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, bastard? Do you believe that I just let you lie down and go out?"

"Fan, don't scare us, what the hell is going on? Damn, I'm dying of anxiety!"

The bar became noisy and noisy, and some regular customers who had watched Fan Bizhuang grow from a brat to the tall young man he was now shouted with gloomy expressions.

"Fan, is someone bothering you? Don't worry, we will let them know that we Tongs people are not easy to bully!"

"Yes, that's right, let's see if we don't beat them to death!"

"That's right, we can't do it, isn't there Mr. Prata? Fan, you are too abnormal today, don't scare us!"

Fan Bizhuang didn't explain anything, just bowed again.

"Thank you."

After saying this, Fan Bizhuang ignored the shouts of the drinkers and walked towards the bar.

Fidel had already stood up. He looked at Fan Bizhuang with a trembling voice: "Fan, you...are you going...to leave?"

"Well, go to Villarreal, the contract has been signed." Fan Bizhuang nodded.

"That...that's really congratulations, Fan, your dream has finally come true." Although he had expected it, Fidel still had obvious disappointment on his face, and he forced a smile, "I knew it, you Not an ordinary person, you will always succeed, Fan, you are a different person!"

"Lying is not a good habit, Fidel."

Fan Bizhuang laughed. That’s not what Fidel said in the past. At that time, Fidel persuaded himself not to go to La Masia, thinking that he had no talent in football.But now, this guy has also learned to "flatter".

"Aren't I happy for you? I..."

Fidel wanted to say something else, but Fan Bizhuang reached out and hugged him.

"Thank you, Fidel. From now on, Tongs bar will be handed over to you."

"Fan, I..." Fidel's mouth squirmed twice, and the words he wanted to refuse turned into a blessing, "Good luck, Fan."

Patting Fidel on the back, Fan Bizhuang let go, turned around and climbed towards the second floor attic.

After a while, Fan Bizhuang came down again, but with an extra suitcase in his hand.

At this moment, everyone knew that Fan Bizhuang was about to leave.

The drinkers were noisy again.

"Fan, where are you going?"

"Damn it, Fan, what are you doing? Let go of the suitcase, don't go!"

"Oh my god, what happened? I'm almost jumping and scolding my mother!"

Under the gaze of all the eyes and various voices, Fan Bizhuang dragged his luggage and walked to the gate.

He turned around and looked at a room full of drinkers.

"Fidel, Tongs just ask you to take care of it."

"Nado, after I leave, you have to watch a bit, someone who bullies Tongs, don't be polite, throw him out."

"Uncle Nelson, your heart is not good, drink less... Eldy, don't let people make trouble here... Candos... and everyone, I hope everyone will stay here. When I come back, I will Hope to see each of you."

Following Fan Bizhuang's voice, the hustle and bustle gradually calmed down. Everyone looked at Fan Bizhuang with different expressions.And the people whose names they named kept nodding, and the bald-headed Naduo was on the verge of crying.

"Boss Fan, why are you leaving? Don't leave, stay here, I promise I won't brag here again! Don't leave, okay?"

His voice also represented the voice of other drinkers, and everyone looked at him with puzzled and begging eyes.

Fan Bizhuang shook his head with a smile on his face.

"I'm going to go my own way, goodbye, friends."

"Goodbye, Tongs!"

Fan Bizhuang pushed open the wooden door and left without looking back.

But the moment he turned around, tears suddenly rolled down.

Some drinkers chased out of the bar, only to see that the car carrying Fan Bizhuang and the Spring Festival had gradually moved away, slowly melting into the dark night.

The night is still dark, and the night in Catalonia is as quiet and deep as ever, but at this moment, dozens of figures let the night wind blow over their cheeks, nothing is different, only the word "Tongs" flashing lights, in the In the night, twinkle, twinkle...

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