Golden Greenery

The coffee cup on the coffee table is filled with a faint white mist, and the mouth of the white porcelain cup has a circle of brown and black borders, which makes the cup look different and has a little sense of goodness. From this detail, you can also see Philip Inzaghi is a person who likes to spend a little more refined life. Such a person will always pursue perfection.

　　After talking about the topic just now, the two of them were silent for a while. Inzaghi picked up the porcelain cup and put it to his mouth slowly, he drank very attentively. Zhuo Yang was holding the cup in both hands, staring at the light rain outside the window, absent-minded.

　　Inzaghi's home is in a prosperous downtown area, not far from the Milan Conservatory of Music. On days when he is not training, sometimes Zhuo Yang is busy from school and will come here to make a bunch of doors. This is how it is today.

Two people sitting in the living room, if there is no topic to talk about, most of them are quite embarrassing, but Zhuo Yang and Inzaghi won’t be together, both of them can calm down and can calm down naturally. Types of. When you have a topic, you can chat with your mouth. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. Drinking something quietly is also a very pleasant thing. Zhuo Yang likes this feeling very much, and it must be the same with Inzaghi.

　　 For a long time, Inzaghi put down the cup in his hand, and the coffee inside didn't seem to go down much. He put a small metal cup full of sweet milk on the plate. There was a small metal spoon in the plate. Inzaghi pushed the plate toward Zhuoyang with his fingers.

　　 "Zhuo Yang, I plan to retire."

　　 Zhuo Yang suddenly withdrew his gaze from the window and stared at him in surprise, "What are you talking about?"

　　 "I said, I'm going to retire, this season is over."

　　 "What are you talking about?" Zhuo Yang could see that Inzaghi didn't mean to be kidding.

　　 "Is there anything strange? Who will not retire from playing football? Including you, is this normal?"

　　 "Isn't it, Jiuye, let's push it." Zhuo Yang put the cup on the coffee saucer, and the edge of the saucer also had a brown-black band. "How old are you, how come you talk about this suddenly?"

　　Although he is 35 years old, Kozo Yang doesn't think how old Inzaghi is, especially in Milano Nero, an old man's nursing home, Inzaghi, who has a tender face of boys and girls, belongs to the Shuiling family.

　　 "I am old! I have been in a bad state for the last two months. Did you not see it?"

　　 "The ups and downs are normal. You haven't had it before. Why did you think of retiring this time?"

　　 "This time is different, completely different, I can feel it, this time, really old." Inzaghi's eyes showed endless sadness.

　　 "How is it different?" Zhuo Yang asked.

　　 "A strong feeling of aging, this feeling has never been before, very strong, I can not deceive myself."

　　Inzaghi is telling the truth, he decided to retire recently after careful consideration, because he is a person who strives for perfection, can not tolerate his own life under the stubbornness and steal the life. Rather than that, it is better to leave.

"You scored a lot of goals some time ago! There is no sign of aging, why suddenly?" In November last year, Inzaghi broke out violently and scored 9 goals in four consecutive games. The memory is still fresh.

　　 "Since then, maybe people often say back to the light, ha ha ha" Inzaghi smiled self-deprecatingly. "Since then, I have obviously felt tired and different from Jutus's game. Maybe the outbreak of that time was God reminding me: it is time."

　　 Zhuo Yang's memory is better. Hearing Inzaghi said this, he passed Jutus's game in his mind. It was on December 1 last year. Sure enough, Zhuo Yang recalled that after Inzaghi replaced Ji Peach in the second half of the game, there was little performance. However, AC Milan had no performance except of himself on the offensive end. The team's nine shots came from himself.

　　 However, since that game, Inzaghi's condition seems to be no better, and no goals have been scored. It has been two months since that game. In the past two months, Inzaghi has no highlights in training. Thinking of this, Zhuo Yang understood why Inzaghi's mood was not high at this time.

　　 "However, Jiuye, this is not about to be retired? It is only two months. After adjusting and adjusting, maybe I will get the status back."

　　 Zhuo Yang is a little anxious. Among the AC Milan strikers, he likes to partner with Inzaghi the most, the most pleasing and the most tasteful. Inzaghi scored a goal in the ghost run, Zhuo Yangxin's vivid expression is also a sense of accomplishment. "Nine Lord, I like to partner with you. Let's play again."

　　 "Zhuo Yang, I don't hide it. I prefer to partner with you. You have been the most comfortable striker partner I have met in my career for so many years. Alas, it's a pity that I am too old to meet you too late."

　　 I was born Qingqing but I was old. Zhuo Yang grunted in his heart. "What do you say, we will play again, and play for another two years."

　　 "Really not, that feeling is too obvious, and it is getting stronger and stronger~www.readwn.com~ Can't stop it at all."

　　 "What kind of feeling is that? Make you exaggerate so much?" Zhuo Yang still couldn't understand.

　　 "How do you feel about that feeling?" Inzaghi looked up at the ceiling. Why do people always like to look up when they are thinking? Zhuo Yang has not understood this question.

"It's like being in a dark mist, you can't reach with your fingers." Inzaghi muttered to herself: "Invisible mist people everywhere in the mist keep falling. Wire, and sticky swamp, step on It's hard to pull out your legs when you go in."

"In this dark mist, life is so difficult that even breathing seems to become a luxury. I can’t see the sky or the ground. I don’t know where I am. My body and brain seem to be no longer affected. I control and life seems to be away from me."

　　 "Zhuo Yang, can you understand the feeling I said?" Inzaghi looked back. "You must not realize it, because you are too young, so young that makes me jealous, you will not have this kind of aging experience."

　　However, Zhuo Yang did not answer him, but stared at Inzaghi with a blank stare, as if he had been struck by thunder. Because Zhuo Yang knew this feeling and was familiar with all that Inzaghi said, because he had experienced it firsthand.

　　 "Zhuo Yang, isn't it a bit?"

"Fuck, Jiuye, you are so old. You fucking, you want to build a foundation. No, you want to be a baby. No, no, you are experiencing a bottleneck! You **** should go to the realm. Now, you are an old fart, you have to get through the second leg of Ren Du. You are going to go through the robbery and you will be struck by lightning!!"