[Football] Choisir

With a body that is almost identical to your lover, how do you know how blurred the boundary between dreams and reality is, so that you can't control your desires with a slight change of mind, and let them burst out of the shackles in your heart?

Admit it, Mario.

You miss Marco like crazy.

You are regretting.Regret that the last meeting with him ended in a kind of unbearable embarrassment, regret that I didn't tell him my thoughts earlier, regret that I didn't make any attempt to bear the consequences for my feelings... You always think that there is still time A lot, that's just an excuse for your cowardice.

Now, you're lying on a bed in Munich, a world away from Marko.

So is this what you want?

Gotze turned over on the bed, but still couldn't fall asleep.

He kept torturing his heart.He knew the quarrel was nothing more than a sexual act, and even if Royce hadn't sparked it, he would have found a chance to leave the house anyway.

Because he finds that he can no longer comfortably face that identical face, he doesn't know how to separate the two completely without seeing the Marco of this world as a "safe substitute".

What's more, he knows it now, in fact, he has always known it, but he never took it seriously-he is too much for Marco Reus, the "little rocket" who is always going forward on the court, who is always in the name of joking. The bastard who meddled in his feelings, the one who always greeted him like a brother to a brother—he didn't just consider him a friend, he wanted to have him.

He must go back, no matter what method is used.

He must try for the already clear feelings, no matter what kind of results he will face.

He had to say it himself.

"Please," he begged softly, burying his face in the darkness, "please...give me a miracle."

Chapter 8

"Manu, are you really sure this is useful?" Gotze asked Neuer suspiciously.

"You want to know what evidence I found?" Neuer frowned and asked.

"Uh...Actually, I'm not very..."

"In 1959, a blind man in Ohio was accidentally injured and became a vegetable. Half a year later, he suddenly woke up and regained his vision. He said that he came from another world, where he had five wives and twelve children; in 1972, a 12-year-old man in Milan The boy was ruled dead by drowning, but he woke up a day later and insisted that he was a 35-year-old woman living in a completely different society; in 1990, a construction worker in Berlin jumped from the tenth floor Miraculously survived, after waking up, his temperament changed drastically, and his memory of everything before the accident was biased..." Before Gotze finished his last sentence, Neuer began to talk endlessly.

"Wait a minute...why does the last one sound so familiar?" Gotze looked at Neuer in shock.

"That's just a coincidence," Neuer waved his hand impatiently. "There have been more than a dozen incidents in history that seemed to involve parallel worlds. After scientific analysis, I have come to a preliminary conclusion—"

"The conclusion is that I must jump from the clock tower?"

"'Crossover' of consciousness is likely to occur only in extreme cases!"

The two of them said at the same time, and Neuer gave Gotze a dissatisfied look.

Gotze sighed and said, "Okay, so this is the extreme case you understand?"

"It's the least extreme I can think of," Neuer said. "Obviously you don't see the commonality of these events -- they're all a desperate situation, which means very few people would be in that situation." Survival. Fear of death can actually have a huge psychological impact on a person."

Neuer shut up after finishing this long paragraph, and was very stingy about any more explanations.

"So..." Gotze said slowly, trying to understand what he meant, "do you think the same effect can be achieved by imitating one of the examples and doing free fall?"

"Partially correct, it seems that your understanding is a little bit more than Thomas' imagination." Neuer said.It can be seen that he is very satisfied with Gotze's use of the word "free fall" just now, and his expression has eased a lot.

Gotze suddenly missed Muller, because he now has an urge to hit someone...

"People have an innate fear of falling, and the feeling of dying is particularly strong during the fall. This feeling will push people into a desperate situation. So this is the most convenient method I can find." Neuer added explain.

"Sounds like I have to die once."

"If you want to go back." Neuer nodded.

"What do you think the chances of success are?"

"No more than ten percent."

Gotze stopped and stared at him.

"Don't look at me like that," Neuer spread his hands, "Scientific research requires experiments. Before experiments are conducted, all hypotheses may be falsified."

"But what you said sounds hopeless." Gotze frowned.

"I can't just pull two guys on the street and ask them to jump off a building, can I?" Neuer said. Very optimistic. But after all, this is not a proposition that conforms to common sense, and the probability of [-]% is already very high."

Gotze nodded, seemingly accepting the statement.

"I think you still have to wear this, I assured Thomas you're safe," Neuer said, handing over a set of gear with a safety harness.

"But in this case, will the effect be compromised?" Gotze asked while putting on the equipment.

"Have you ever jumped jumping before?"

"No……"

Neuer raised the corner of his mouth and showed a meaningful smile: "Then this is enough."

Gotze put on his equipment and glanced down from the edge of the roof, feeling dizzy for an instant.He quickly withdrew back.

"Well, Manu, you're right," he said resignedly, "just looking at it scares me."

"If you want to regret it, now is the time." Neuer said seriously.

Gotze shook his head: "I have to go back, so I'll try, whatever."

Neuer looked at his watch: "Then we still have 3 minutes."

"What are we waiting for?" Gotze was a little puzzled, "Actually, I don't need such a long psychological presupposition..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sky suddenly exploded with thunder.Getze was stunned. He had been busy putting on his equipment just now, and he didn't even notice that there were already clouds above his head.

"Manu, don't you..."

There was another thunder.The dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and they were pressing down heavily on them. There were faint flashes of lightning between the clouds, which made people's hair stand on end.The wind was also getting stronger and stronger, it made a loud noise not to be outdone, and rushed towards where they were standing, blowing people almost unable to stand still.

"Tell me you're joking!" Gotze yelled in the wind, "Are you waiting for lightning? If we are struck by lightning, don't say 'crossover'! We will die!"

"I'm not kidding!" Neuer also yelled back, the only way for Gotze to hear him. "The clock tower is not the highest point! We are safe! Now, 1 minute—"

"Wait a minute! I still think I need to think about my last words, it's not that I don't trust you! I mean if..."

"30 seconds!"

"Mannu!"

"20 seconds!"

"Okay! If I really...don't tell Marco my secret!"

"Ten seconds!"

"Tell him Mario has always loved him..."

"Five seconds!"

There was a sudden thunder, and there was a flash of lightning between the clouds, which instantly tore a shocking gap in the dark sky.Lightning struck straight down from the sky, and the light emitted in an instant illuminated everything, and also illuminated the two people on the top of the clock tower who were ready to go.Then the heavy rain poured out like a runaway, smashing down on the head and face.

"Zero!" Neuer said and suddenly reached out and pushed Goetze hard behind him.

"F——" Gotze only had time to utter a syllable before falling from the roof.

Gotze had a hard time remembering what happened in those few seconds.

At that time, there was only one thought in his mind - I was going to die!

Then he found himself hanging under the rope, the tight rope hurt his waist, the strong wind made him swing from side to side in an exaggerated range, and the rain hit his face making it difficult for him to keep his sight clearly, but in the end What's worse - he's still here, in this Munich.

They didn't make it.

For a moment he was so overwhelmed by the overwhelming sense of disappointment and powerlessness that he ignored the fact that he was hanging from a rope, still being blown around in mid-air.

So the reality ruthlessly reminded him of this fact—under the action of the wind, the rope he relied on to maintain safety was caught by the pointer of the clock tower with an almost impossible probability!

"Manu—" he called Neuer desperately.

"Are you okay?" Soon Neuer's voice came from above.

"I'm stuck with pointers!"

"What?" Neuer's response was a good indication that he hadn't heard.

"I said the pointer!" Gotze shouted loudly, he didn't know how much the other party could hear in such a heavy wind and rain, "The pointer on the dial of the clock tower is caught on the rope! Quickly find a way to get me up!"

Neuer still didn't seem to hear clearly, he poked his head out from the roof for a while, and then quickly understood.

Because he saw that the thick rope had been completely pierced by the pointer.The needle point of the pointer pierced the rope dangerously, poked it out sideways, and made a