[football] walk side by side

When Cyril had to lie in the hospital because of his injury, the Portuguese media headed by the Porto Business Daily and the Italian media were in a dizzy haze.

After the game that day, only the head coach of Lazio participated in the final press conference. Faria, who participated in the press conference instead of Mourinho, said lightly that the player's injury was too serious, and Mr. Mourinho couldn't get away. , so he attended on behalf of Mourinho.

This sentence, which couldn't be more plain, successfully aroused the excitement of the reporters. Why is Cyril seriously injured?Isn't it because the Lazio players are too ruthless? As long as the reporter provokes a little, it will be a matter of minutes to turn the interview into a fight.

So soon a reporter raised his hand and asked a question: "We can all see that during the game, Cyril fell to the ground because of Kenia's direct collision and was sent to the hospital on the spot. Treating a man with such bad tactics Minors, is Lazio's tactics a little too much?" The reporter said while staring closely at Lazio's coach Felipe.

Obviously, this reporter is a Porto fan. Although his tone sounds very serious, anyone with a discerning eye can hear it. This reporter almost pointed at Felipe's nose and said that Lazio played viciously.

Felipe's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "There is no age on the court, only opponents. We are also very sad to cause such unnecessary harm to Porto players, but I don't think our tactics If there is any problem, since you are on the court, you must go all out to win the victory."

"The victory you are talking about refers to this kind of unscrupulous foul?" The reporter continued to be aggressive.

The scene of the entire press conference suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to this place. Felipe's face turned green and white. So outdone.

He said bluntly: "I don't think we have resorted to unscrupulous means. In fact, Kenia didn't completely hit Cyril Slade..."

Before Felipe finished speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by the reporter: "So, it turns out that Lazio's tactics deliberately hit Cyril? I understand, okay, my question is over."

After saying this, the reporter sat down neatly without giving Felipe any time to refute, leaving Felipe speechless for a moment.

"Nonsense, I never asked Kenia to bump into Cyril..." Felipe retorted loudly, but it was obviously too late at this time, except for a few Italian reporters, most of the Portuguese reporters were looking at him without looking up. Write and draw in his notebook, pretending not to hear Felipe's excuse.

Just when Felipe was furious, another Portuguese reporter continued: "Oh? Mr. Felipe didn't ask Kenia to use foul tactics, which means that all of this was done by Kenia?"

wtf!How should he explain this kind of problem?Saying it every minute is the rhythm of the coach and the players turning against each other in the locker room, okay?Why do these Portuguese journalists speak more ruthlessly than the other?

Felipe couldn't answer this question, his face changed again and again, and finally he simply dropped his chair, didn't shake hands with Faria, and left the press conference without looking back, leaving only a large group of people Smiling Portuguese journalists taking notes.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Kemi's question this time is really vicious. Felipe must be mad at him." A reporter sighed softly.

Another reporter shrugged: "No way, who let Lazio hurt Cyril? Who doesn't know that Kemi is a diehard Porto fan, and Kemi started to follow and report on Cyril when he was still in the youth team. He almost regarded him as his own son, now that Cyril is injured, how can he not be angry? Just wait and see, tomorrow's Porto Business Daily, he may have a page to scold."

"It deserves it! Who told them to use such lethal tactics?"

"Hey, tomorrow's newspaper must be lively."

"I don't care if it's lively or not, hey, I just hope that Cyril's injury can recover soon."

When Cyril woke up, the sky outside the window had already darkened.

Perhaps he was worried about disturbing the patient's sleep, the lights in the room were turned on extremely weakly, and the environment was also surprisingly quiet. Cyril tried to move, and the pain at this moment was not as severe as it was during the game.He thought for a while, and then tried to sit up with his body supported. The pain in his legs became a little more severe because of his movement. on the pillow behind her.

"How do you feel now?"

"It hurts a little, but it's okay." Cyril said, his eyes fell on the absent-minded Shen Wei, trying to judge something from his mother's expression, but he didn't succeed, which made his heart a little messy: "Doctor? explain?"

"The doctor said it was a meniscus injury, which is not too serious. As long as the operation is done normally, there will be no root cause."

I don't know why, Cyril always felt weird in his heart, but he looked at Shen Wei's attitude that was the same as usual, and couldn't tell what was wrong.He pursed his lips and asked again: "How was the game?"

"4:1, Porto advanced to the final."

Sirir immediately felt relieved. If Porto missed the UEFA Cup final due to his injury, even if others didn't say anything, he would feel sorry for himself.

only……

He raised his head, and Shen Wei was sitting beside his bed at this moment, lowering his head to peel an apple. Her movements were very delicate, but Cyril, who was familiar with his mother, still caught some confusion from her lowered eyes.

Cyril lowered his head and thought for a while, thinking that Shen Wei was worried about his injury, so he softly comforted him: "Mom, I'm fine, collisions on the court sometimes inevitably lead to some accidents, you see I used to rarely Are you hurt?"

"Cyril." Hearing this, Shen Wei's eyes darkened, and she called Cyril's name with an indescribably depressed tone: "If the doctor hadn't told me, how long would you want to hide from me?" ?”

Cyril panicked slightly, but didn't show it on his face: "...Mom?"

Shen Wei didn't speak, just stared at him quietly.Shen Wei knew that in many things, Cyril had always reported the good but not the bad, so since he was a child, even if he was wronged outside, he would only calmly find a way to get it back instead of asking others for it. Asking for help, even to avoid Shen Wei worrying, he will clean up all the traces.

The injury on Cyril's body is actually only the meniscus injury. The other scars mentioned by the doctor are all from an earlier time, and they have already healed up. The ground injured his body bones and caused his physical decline, which caused the meniscus injury.

Maybe she really isn't a qualified mother, and she doesn't even have the ability to make her son feel safe to rely on.

Cyril lowered his head, as if obediently admitting his mistake, he took a sneak look at Shen Wei who was downcast, and hurriedly admitted his mistake in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I promise there will be no next time. Mom, don't be angry, okay?" good?"

Shen Wei didn't respond to his acknowledgment, and she didn't look at Cyril again, but looked away, aimlessly turning to the white quilt: "Aren't you worried about the surgery?"

Maybe it was because of his injury, Cyril, who was eager to ask for forgiveness, didn't realize that there was something wrong with this sentence. Normally, he should have heard that this was Shen Wei's usual way of speaking, but now he didn't know anything. He didn't hear it, but answered Shen Wei's question calmly and seriously.

"The doctor said that I would be cured after surgery, so naturally he would not lie to me. There is nothing to worry about in terms of medical expenses. Even if I was not injured because of the game, for my current value, the club will not sit idly by. In terms of games, I'm just a substitute, without me, sir, there are other substitutes... What I should do is to recover from my injuries, and I don't have to worry about the rest."

Shen Wei was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Yeah... There is nothing to worry about anymore. You are always so thoughtful."

Seeing that his mother finally agreed to take care of him, Cyril breathed a sigh of relief and said without noticing anything wrong: "By the way, Mom, when I'm discharged from the hospital, shall we move? Let's choose a place closer to Porto." Apartment."

This sentence seemed to be an excellent start. As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing, chatting happily about his yearning for his new home, about life in Porto, and about the future.

Shen Wei then also smiled and listened to him happily talking about these things: The house should be bought in a place that is not particularly prosperous, it can't be too noisy, but it can't be too desolate, it's better to be some distance away from Porto, and you can be on the road when you go out every day Warm up with a long run.There should be a courtyard outside the house. You can plant some cute and small flowers and green grass in the yard. The floor in the house should be made of wood. It is more comfortable to step on the floor with bare feet in summer...

She just sat there, listening quietly, smiling and saying "yes" from time to time.

After he was tired of talking and fell asleep in a daze, Shen Wei stood up, gently twisted the quilt for him, and pressed a kiss on the young man's forehead.

Then she turned around, opened the door of the ward, and walked out slowly.

The door was closed by her without a sound. She didn't go far, or even walked away, but she squatted down slowly, leaning against the pure white wooden door weakly, letting a gleam of crystal slowly slip from the corner of her eyes .

After a while, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed the number she thought she would never dial again in her life.

"……I promise you."