[Football] Choisir

familiar. "

Gotze sat down, hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth: "Listen, Mario... I have to admit... There were times, and more than once, I almost regarded him as the Marco in my world... After you hibernate, there was one time when I even thought maybe it would be good to stay here... I'm sorry, I took advantage of his love for you, I'm sorry."

"I understand that we all think of compromise when we face desperation, not to mention that he is almost exactly the same as your Marco. Don't forget that I am one with you, and I can feel your feelings. I know you are just Running away is not really falling in love with him." The other party said calmly.

"I have been unable to forgive myself for this period of time..." Gotze said earnestly, "I am ashamed of my weakness and wavering... I regret that I once thought of betraying the agreement with you, I don't deserve yours understand……"

"Want to hear a story?" the other party interrupted him calmly.

Gotze stopped and looked at him puzzled.

"Maybe you have been wondering why I love Marco, but I still refuse to accept him." He turned his head to look at the deep forest path, and said softly, "Then you may find the answer in it."

Chapter 10

If you need me to provide an exact date for this story, I'll tell you it was 18 years ago in March.Like all stories destined to end in a boring way, Marco and I have known each other since we were very young.

Maybe we weren't young enough at the time that some things couldn't be explained with naivety; certainly not mature enough to understand the real meaning behind these actions.Yep, I think you guessed it, Marco and I were literal rivals when we were kids.If you asked our homeroom teacher, Mr. Love, to say who is the most naughty student in the class, he would have a headache-because Marko and I obviously want to occupy this "honor" for a long time, and at the same time. Think the other person is a complete coward.

I have heard a saying before that children usually start to develop interest in the opposite sex in elementary school, and for little boys, the expression of this interest is to bully girls.So, from a certain perspective, I think you can also use this to explain us at that time.

True, I was interested in Marco at the time - although the "interest" was only for various pranks on him, and Marco seemed to be the same.We played tricks on each other. At first, we destroyed stationery and homework, and left our own marks. My mark was always a smirking sun, but Marco was not so interested in me. He would simply draw three The pen looks like a pattern of grass.Later, we racked our brains to make each other make a fool of ourselves in public. The most common method was to pull the chair away when the other party was about to sit down, put the caterpillars we caught into the other party's clothes, and one day we would return to the other party on a whim. I laid an ambush on the only way home and poured a basin of cold water at the right time... Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, the very important point is-Marco and I were neighbors at that time.I mean, not really neighbors, after all, our two families are still a little distance away, but in that block, we are indeed the only two children of this age who go to the same school.

It didn't help our relationship, though, especially when the childish shenanigans weren't enough for us.Maybe I shouldn't have used the word "pediatric", the idea that we both thought each other was the most annoying jerk in the world was enough of a childish thing...but never underestimate the ignorance and fearlessness of children, two things Mixed together it can even destroy the world.In order to prove that we are not the "coward" in the eyes of the other party, we started a game called... How should I put it?Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it "Dare or Dare Game".

If one person asks the other party "Dare you dare", the other person must answer "Dare".These are the rules of the game we set.

We tried many challenges: Stealing Mr. Love's glasses, which was done by Marko, and he made me shave Mrs. Teacher's cat in retaliation; However, this was of course Marco's idea, and I let him stay all night in the supposedly haunted house, not to be outdone; later I asked Marco to write anonymous love letters to Miss Kruger for a month, and Marco asked I'm publicly announcing that I'm marrying my own lunch...

Later we became more and more daring, and even began to vaguely touch the edge of death: I made Marco jump from twenty feet, and he let me stay underwater for more than a minute without any diving equipment... and What finally stopped this series of dangerous challenges was my hospitalization - I took Marco's peanut butter challenge and I have a peanut allergy.After being rescued out of danger, I immediately challenged Marco to cut off all contact for ten years.

Marco accepted.

He moved after that and we lost touch completely.

Soon I will say goodbye to my bad self.I started studying hard, trying to discover life, trying to make myself happy-until I entered Mondries University.

Yes, we soon came to the turning point of the story.

Like I said before, a lot of this childhood drama - if you think we can count on that - ends up being mediocre and uninteresting.Ten years later Marco approached me, but he never challenged me again.

I do not have either.

Maybe it's not just because of the cruelty of time, but more importantly, we have all become more realistic, more adapted to this society, and therefore more cautious.But this does not mean that I have ever been indifferent to Marco's memory.

Once I hit puberty, I quickly discovered that I wasn't interested in girls, either mentally or physically.In fact, even boys, I was never surrounded by people who could interest me, until Marco found me-I didn't realize that I was really only interested in him.

The real turning point in the story happened when I joined the school soccer team.

If there was a legacy from my crazy teenage years, it was football.When I was young, Marco and I disliked each other. Apart from all kinds of pranks, the place where the winner could be decided was the football field.I was 10-9-3 before I bet on that [-]-year deal, so of course I remember how he played, and luckily Marco didn't either.

During that entire school year, the two of us became the most tacit partners on the football field. At that time, the school newspaper even described us as the "twin stars" who brought back the championship trophy for the school.The tacit understanding on the court also brought us closer in life than before, and the familiarity of childhood also exerted its unparalleled influence at this time.

How did you say that sentence? "The one who knows you best must be your enemy."We know almost everything about each other, and even ten years can't cover up the embarrassing things that we don't want to be known, and the unnoticed subtle feelings left over from our absurd childhood have undergone ten years of fermentation, and finally gradually When it expands, it will be understood by the person involved.

I was almost convinced then that we were indeed in love.

It's just that none of us has the courage to continue the game and ask the other party if he dares to say love.

After school started again, Marco suddenly changed dormitories—moved out of the one-person dormitory of the School of Management, and directly lived in the two-person room of the Film Academy—and became my roommate.

This was the first thing he did for me, and it became a beginning.

Maybe you've heard my ex-roommate's name.His name is David Alaba, a kind-hearted Austrian. He comes from a country full of musicians, which makes him very attractive in performance. More importantly, he has always maintained understanding and tolerance for my sexual orientation.

I am not very clear about the specific deal between Marco and David. I only know that it has a lot to do with David being able to sign a contract as an artist under Philip.Perhaps Marco had already begun to show some of his talents then.

Anyway, Marco managed to move into my dorm and we stayed together for the rest of the university.

No, this is not the kind of intimacy you understand.

We were inseparable, yes, we were a couple to anyone, and a perfect couple at that.But maybe no one knows, none of us ever told each other "I love you".

Marco has done and given a lot for me.

My major is drama. In order to help my career in the future, he took a second degree in film and television industry management.

Once I had to lose weight within a certain period of time in order to get an ad, he dieted with me for a month and did a lot of exercise every day.After filming, we went to celebrate with a big meal, but neither of us could eat much.

In my last year of college, I couldn’t be the main player of the football team because I often had to leave school to film, so the team talked to me, hoping that I could leave so that I could give my seat to a freshman.Of course I have no objection, but Marco expressed his dissatisfaction by quitting the team, even though football brought him a lot of happiness.

Later, I gradually noticed some changes, it seemed