Kaka Rebirth Belt System

It was already after the game that Kaka received the text message. It was nearly 10 o'clock at this time, and AC Milan experienced a draw with Inter Milan. The two teams shook hands and made peace, and the atmosphere was not bad.Knowing that Manchester United defeated Arsenal 2-0, Kaka wanted to send a text message to congratulate Cristiano, but he never thought that Bregas would give him such a big surprise.

However, I was really caught off guard.

After the game against Barcelona, ​​Kaka waited for three days and didn't get a reply from Chris's text message. I thought the kid didn't want to talk to him at all, and he had to find a long vacation to coax him. Who knows...

Kaka held the phone, quickly thinking about what to say for a while.Are you voluntarily confessing?Can Cris not be exposed to the news?

Shevchenko waved his hand in front of Kaka twice, "What's wrong with Ricky?"

Kaka looked back, only to find that almost all the people in the locker room had left.He laughed at himself, and said nothing to Sheva.You should have thought of it when you sent that text message, right?No matter what the result is, the child must be willing to talk to him first.

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Entering the airport hall from the international exit, Kaka watched with satisfaction that the hour hand on the watch had just skipped 0 o'clock, and there should be about 20 minutes before Cristiano's arrival.

The Swiss International Air Lines flight landed on time at Milan Malpensa Airport, and Cristiano hid his face in the shadows with a scarf and peaked cap to avoid trouble as early as entering first class.Fortunately, the first-class passengers were all polite. Except for a lady who asked him for an autograph, the other passengers who looked like business elites seemed not interested in football.Chris, who was the first to get off the plane, hesitated when he walked to the airport hall. He was not sure whether Cesc Fabregas' text message would work, let alone whether Kaka would come to pick him up late at night.At this time, he was somewhat able to guess Kaka's mood when he came to Manchester a few days ago.

There were very few footsteps in the empty hall, which made the sound from the screen playing the midnight news very clear.Chris looked up at the windy red and black figure on the TV screen, only felt his hands and feet were cold, and the tension and apprehension in his heart gradually cooled down, leaving him terribly empty.

"In the same city derby two hours ago, Milan shook hands with the international at home. The Rossoneri fell to second in Serie A. Kaka, Shevchenko and Crespo all had chances to score. After the game, Ancelotti Said that Milan will concentrate on preparing for the next round of the match against Atlanta and launch another impact on the top position."

When he heard his name, Kaka stopped about three or four meters away from Cristiano, watching the light in his eyes gradually dim.

Cristiano felt that now, with two big bags in his left hand and two big bags in his right hand, he was indescribably funny, as futile as a lion jumping through a fire hoop in a circus.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the still perfect figure without mortals, and felt that the tension of the past three days had forced him to collapse, so he could only turn around without thinking about anything.

"You want to run away again?"

It was obviously a warm and friendly voice like before, but Chris could hear some threats from it.His hand holding the bag tightened, and he kept walking.

"Cris, are you the only one who can go into battle with injuries?" Kaka sighed.According to later generations, all his integrity was lost.

Chris stopped, clenched his fists and struggled for a moment.His slightly trembling body tensed up suddenly, and he suddenly turned around and ran to Kaka, and said loudly, "Why do you want me to worry about you? Is it fun? I finally..."

"...why are you crying?" Kaka stretched out his hand to remove the scarf that covered half of his face, and he could see his red eyes at a glance.

Kaka had no choice but to hug the child who didn't know how to close the tear gate, and patted his back to comfort him: "Cris is good, don't cry, okay?"

"What's the tone of coaxing children, you!"

Kaka hugged Chris to the exit almost in a hostage posture, and said helplessly, "Let's talk about it when we go back, aren't you tired of carrying so many things?"

Cristiano's body was stiff, and he just felt that he had punched the cotton, and he couldn't express the anger he should have, and he was very aggrieved.Sitting in the passenger seat, he watched Kaka step on the clutch and shift gears smoothly, and felt more and more that he was being cheated at all: "You don't look like you're injured at all!"

"If I didn't say I was injured, would you come to see me? Would you be willing to have a word with me?"

Cristiano felt suffocated. When Kaka said this, he looked at him so intently that he didn't even have the courage to escape.After a while, he shook his head and looked out of the car window where the lights changed, and said firmly, "I won't tell you why."

Kaka felt like they were stuck in a dead end, something that would never be resolved without someone first figuring out why.It's just that what he didn't expect was that he was the only one who didn't figure out why.

Because he lives alone, Kaka has not bought a new house since he came to Milan, and still lives in the old apartment. This also made Cristiano feel free after entering the door, and directly piled up the big bags on the dining table.Kaka picked up the things in his pocket and checked them one by one, and found that the variety of these things was astonishingly rich, no matter in terms of origin or type.

"Promoting blood circulation, relieving pain, reducing inflammation, relaxing tendons, supplementing calcium, supplementing zinc, supplementing vitamins... Wait, Cris, what is this for?" Kaka took out a pressed bag from the bottom of the bag. The flattened Winnie the Pooh was squeezed in his hands with great interest, trying to restore Pooh to its original appearance.

Cristiano blushed, "It's not my fault! It was Francisco who said that physical injuries must be healed, and spiritual injuries must be healed, so I buy cute things! If you don't like it, return it. Give me!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to snatch Winnie the Pooh, but Kaka hid him behind him, "No, I like it very much, it is as cute as you."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Cristiano avoided Kaka's smiling eyes and walked towards the bathroom with his back turned. "I'm going to take a shower. Are the toothbrush and towel from last time still there?"

"Yes, all your things are left untouched." After Kaka answered, she felt that there was something wrong with the conversation, but whatever, at least this kid is much more normal now.

Usually when I lived alone, I didn't feel anything. Only now that my family became more popular did I realize how deserted my life is.Kakara held Winnie the Pooh's ears, becoming more and more confused about what was going on with her recently.There was a rustling sound in the bathroom, followed by the cheerful sound of running water.Kaka was a little annoyed, picked up the phone and swipe down the address book, and successfully found a number that would not be a problem even if she called now. , "Hello? Digan, are you asleep?"

A drowsy voice came from the other end of the phone. Degan glanced at the alarm clock with blue light on the bedside, and asked short-circuited: "Brother, do you miss me?"

"Pfft...no, I'm a little annoyed."

Digan woke up suddenly, trembling all over his body, he held the phone tightly and said, "Wow, is the sun going to rise from the west tomorrow? Brother, you are also upset! Oh no, you will be upset to me Call, you are not so restless."

Kaka took the receiver away, and waited until Digan finished yelling before slowly answering: "I want to ask you a question. I live well by myself, why do I suddenly feel deserted?"

"You're lonely." Degan replied immediately, and then he hesitated for a while, trying to ask: "Do you want to find someone to live with you?"

"Ah."

"Who is this person... Do you have a clue?"

This time it was Kaka's turn to hesitate, he glanced at the bathroom, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Will you be upset if you don't see him for a long time?"

"Yes." Kaka didn't hesitate this time.

Digan grabbed the phone and sat up in shock, and said in shock: "Brother, you are in love! Absolutely! I feel the same way about Carol! Brother, tell me who he is, isn't it—"

beep... beep... beep...

Digan looked at the phone that was suddenly hung up, and muttered, "What's the situation, I wanted to ask if it was Brother Cris's, don't give me this chance at all."

Kaka's palms were sweating, and the phone fell to the ground unconsciously.He was also a person who had been in love and married in his previous life, so he was very clear about the feeling of heartbeat.For Cris, he didn't have the feeling that his heart beat violently at the first sight, presumably because he was too familiar with him.But isn't the feeling of wanting to be together the same as Digan said just now?

It doesn't matter if you are excited, because you are so familiar and used to it that you are terrified, but you ignore this process.

Kaka suddenly discovered that the most inextricable emotion is probably not the heartbeat, but the familiarity that it has become natural to be together.

When Chris rubbed his head with a towel and walked out of the bathroom, what he saw was Kaka sitting at the dining table with his hair standing on end.There was a softness in his heart, and he said to Kaka relaxedly while rubbing his hair: "The bathroom is ready, you can go in."

Kaka stared at him blankly, then naturally stood up and grabbed the two corners of the towel, and gently rubbed Chris's curly black hair after washing, "Why are your hands so heavy, do you want to be a little dumber?"

"Oh...why, why am I so stupid?" Chris muttered.

[Strategy target favorability +2, still 48 away from the set target. ] The long-lost reminder sounded in his mind, Kaka froze his hands, touched Chris's wet head, and said with a smile: "Wipe yourself, I'm going to wash up."

In the bathroom, a Brazilian with soft chestnut hair and a beautiful face poured cold water on his face, asking himself in his heart: Ricardo?Iseksen?Dos Santos?Rhett, what are you thinking? !