The years I played football at Real Madrid

"James, don't die, don't leave me!"

"It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said that your operation was successful, and the tumor was taken out, it's benign, and you will recover soon."

"James, wake up."

"James, you bastard, why didn't you tell me when you were sick? You want...I'm sad and regret it forever, aren't I?"

"do not leave Me."

"When did you wake up?"

"This year's league championship was taken away by Barcelona. The crybaby scored the only goal in the game. He cried after the game. The crying was ugly, and his nose was bubbling. It was ugly. Oh, you were right to give him a nickname. A person may have a wrong name, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with a nickname. I have always disliked him, but you still treat him like a good person and teach him how to play football , train him, look, train a good successor for Barcelona. He hit you... Forget it, let's not talk about this."

"Lambert took a free-kick from me on the field today. It's so annoying."

"...I led the team to win the Champions League, and I have lived up to your previous efforts. Counting this year, we have also won the Champions League for 5 consecutive times. It is incredible. We have set a new record. We still have a new championship jersey. I Put it on for you?... I always think you look good in dark green. This year's championship jersey has green sleeves, which is especially suitable for you. Look, there is a little "Godzilla" behind us. Real Madrid put this The copyright of the image was bought from the Espanyol fans and it was printed on the championship jersey, and everyone wants you to wake up."

"I miss you. James, I miss you so much."

"When do you wake up? Do you eat blueberries? Do you eat pineapple? Well, here is your favorite banana, put it next to your pillow, and eat it yourself. Get up, you don't like this the most Is it?"

"James, your son was born today."

"He's black-haired and black-eyed, with curly hair and fair skin. He's like an angel when he's asleep. You'll love him when you see him."

"James, he looks exactly like you when he smiles."

"James, your son can crawl today. He crawls so fast. He looks like a good football player. I will train him well. When he joins Real Madrid, he will wear your jersey number. Then what, the captain said. This is called inheritance. Today when the teammates were all around, the chairman personally put on a small No. 10 Real Madrid jersey for him."

"What's the name of our son?"

"James, you are the winner of the Ballon d'Or this year. It's a pity that you didn't come. The old man, the chairman of the Football Association, cried when he presented the award to you. I can't tell whether he cried happily or sadly, but I I think he should be more happy, hypocritical. Haha. The new trophy is very beautiful, and I put you in the most prominent position in your personal museum."

"...Don't you like the Golden Globes the most? Why didn't you respond at all?"

"You wake up and touch your trophy."

"By the way, the Arsenal goalkeeper Rose you like has been transferred today. He is extremely arrogant. When he comes in, he asks for playing time and a bonus for not conceding a goal. Everything else is easy to say. I don't care about him, but he wants to put I can't bear the position of the locker room being moved to your side, you should be my No. 7."

"Today your ex-boyfriend came to the door and wanted to adopt our son on his behalf. He said that since you are unconscious, your son is his responsibility and obligation. I wanted to beat him up, but when he talked about you, his eyes There are tears inside... I feel that he still likes you a little bit, and I didn't beat him, I think he is as pitiful as me, but I didn't let him take his son away."

"We have lost three games in a row at the beginning of the new season. Sigh. Without you, no one in the locker room would dare to take the lead. David and Lambert seem to be drawn into two camps, and no one accepts the other. What should I do? They don't seem to care about what I say, and they all look down on me. Obviously I won the Golden Globe, okay?...It's funny, obviously you haven't retired yet. Your number has always been there. James, wait for you Wake up, you have to support me."

"...Real Madrid is no longer the Real Madrid I knew."

"The more I look at my son, the more I feel like me. Strange, it should be your son. Is it because I have raised him for a long time that he looks like me?"

"James, I miss you so much."

"James, I'm so tired. Fortunately, my son is obedient and sensible. I raised your son, so I feel a little comforted."

"Jim from Dortmund, Roy from Bayern Munich, these two people came to see you yesterday. I noticed that they both wore the same rings on their ring fingers, which seemed to be a pair of rings. You are good friends with them. Do you have Did you find any stories between them? Tell me quickly, I'm so curious."

"James, I'm waiting for you."

"Can I touch you? James, I want...hehe, you've lost weight, you don't have any muscles, your belly is gone...you don't have much strength when you hug me."

"James, halfway through the league, we are ranked seventh, and the Champions League has stopped. The locker room is as noisy as a bullring. Haha, am I useless? The Real Madrid you left me has laid so much ground, I can't bear it."

"This year was the worst year for grades, I was scolded badly. Everyone wants you back, they are starting to miss you when you were still galloping on the lawn, now they don't speak ill of you, and they made videos of your previous games. The video highlights were shown on the big screen at the Bernabéu, and Barcelona cried several times in the away game, but we won that game, don’t you think it’s funny?”

"I miss you so much...I miss you so much."

"Did I kiss you? Kiss, will you wake up like Sleeping Beauty?"

……

is that true?

Is all this real?

Cyril has been waiting for him, thinking of him?

James didn't want to die.

James felt the heat in his eyes, unable to control his tears, two drops of water suddenly rolled down.

"Why are you crying? Did you have a nightmare?" Cyril hugged his head and patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm fine."

James used to be a person who hardly shed tears. After falling into a coma this time, he would cry once every two days. At first, Cyril was overwhelmed with surprise and thought he was going to wake up. After asking the doctor, he found out that James was not going to wake up. harbingers, but James is dreaming.Dreaming is very mysterious. It is possible that James has been stuck in a dream and cannot wake up.

Later, the number of times increased, and Cyril would no longer be surprised, but every time James cried, he would gently wipe James' tears and coax this fragile child-like James.

It was quiet in the ward, but not cold at all.

After a while, Cyril consciously arched into James' arms, leaning gently on his shoulder. "I'll stay with you for a while. I have to pick up my son in the afternoon and attend a banquet in the evening. Don't worry, I won't provoke other girls. I'll just stay with you and our son. My heart is What belongs to you, no one can take it away."

James still couldn't put up much strength, but he could clearly feel that his thinking was beginning to clear up.He could hear what Cyril said, feel Cyril's touch, but couldn't respond.

"You're still sleeping. Sigh." Cyril sighed softly, "When will you wake up, I want you to talk to me."

James tried hard to control himself to blink his eyes or move his fingers. After working hard for a long time, his head was sweating, but he couldn't move.

Cyril was used to wiping his sweat with him, but suddenly thought of something, and joked with a smile: "I was crying just now, and now I am sweating again, you are not dreaming that you met a lion on the grassland, and you are running a race with a lion, right? Haha. "

A fool.

James shook his head slightly in his heart, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but his smile twitched the corner of his mouth.

Cyril saw it, thought about it carefully, and asked, "Does it hurt from being bitten by a lion? Hahahaha."

James still couldn't make any moves. Cyril shook his head lightly like he had been disappointed countless times before, and said nothing more, leaning against James' arms and closing his eyes.

James, who has returned to the real world from the dream, is working hard little by little. He is still weak and always has headaches, but when he is awake, he tries hard to blink his eyes, move his fingers, move his toes and so on.It didn't work out much, but one day he actually flicked his toes.

James didn't even know if it was a hallucination, and he couldn't succeed if he tried again.

So when Cyril came to visit him the next day, he woke up and tried to move his fingers and toes to blink his eyes.When Cyril wiped his hands for him, he moved his fingers successfully, which made James very excited, but Cyril's IQ was not high, so he thought it was the action of wiping his hands that made James move his fingers, so he didn't care too much , kissed his hand.

"James, I miss you, please wake up."

Cyril waited for a while without any response.

"I chose a very good name for our son. The son is going to be one year old, can't he have no name all the time? I thought you would wake up and name him, but it seems that you haven't slept enough."

"It's called Alan. How about it? Alan, your second personality is named after that. I think it sounds nice."

"I don't know what you think, but you would give your 16-year-old self such a name, and imagine yourself as a handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes, haha."

"I don't know if you really think that there is such an Allen who needs your care."

"So, let's call our son Alan."

James opened his eyes abruptly.

No.