[football] this god

The soul of gossip that had been silent in the locker room for a long time was once again ignited by Mr. Giggs.

Everyone thought that Giggs would usher in a more tragic revenge than last time, but in fact, Cristiano, who had recovered his curly hair, was as safe as a chicken throughout, as if he didn't know that he was the focus of gossip.

—— "There must be a problem." Giggs asserted.

Rooney hurriedly sent a text message to Colleen, telling her that she would soon find a friend in Manchester who would go shopping with her and drink tea, so that she would not have to torture him all the time.

As for Colleen's failure to wait for this new girlfriend after 30 years, Mr. Rooney said that he was also a victim.

——"It's not fair, Colleen, I didn't expect Ronnie to have such a low standard of mate selection. Is it my fault? He obviously didn't have the face of an idiot but did something that no idiot would do. I didn't expect this, did I Is it my fault?"

Wayne Rooney defended himself so hoarsely after many years.

Leo: I'm not as ugly as you.

"It's not fair, Leo, it's not fair."

When Leo was studying the boss's wife's advanced version of hell ramen at the barbecue shop and was so hot that he almost wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, he accidentally received a nonsensical text message from Fabregas.

"What's unfair?" Leo drank a large glass of water and replied casually—probably he had another argument with Pique and was seeking off-court assistance.

Not exactly, but pretty much the same.

"It makes no sense that you went to Manchester to watch Steven Gerrard's game but you never came to London to watch my game." Fabregas condemned Leo like this. Are there more flights than coming to London? Anyway, it's not fair, it's definitely not fair. And by the way, you never told me this, if I didn't mention tomorrow's game to Gerrard today, I would have been caught You are in the dark."

The communication fee is the same, and the message Fabregas expresses in a text message is obviously more and more economical: first, he condemned Leo, there is no doubt about it; second, he betrayed the skin of saying everything Mr. Ke.

— Great, I'll never go to Manchester to see Gerrard again.Leo thought so.

Of course you don't, because you didn't go to Manchester to see Mr. Peake...

"So, a question: What game is tomorrow?" Leo asked.

It took about 1 minute - but obviously, judging from Mr. Fabregas's next reply, it didn't take 1 minute for this text message to be sent.

"You don't know?"

"Leo, I'm so sad, you don't know?"

"Arsenal is playing Manchester tomorrow! All England, no, all Europe knows this!"

——Very well, Mr. Cesc Fabregas clearly only needs to spend the money of one text message to explain something clearly, but this time he spent the money of three text messages.Leo was ashamed of this ignorance of frugality.

Besides... no, not all of Europe knows this, after all I don't know.Leo complained.

"But the problem is, I have training tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so it's impossible to go." After finally suppressing the spicy feeling in his throat, Leo looked at the bowl of ramen, and after thinking about it, he picked up the fork again and started to continue. Struggle - Seriously, this noodle is really tasty, albeit very spicy.

"I allow you to be an Arsenal fan in front of the TV for a day - you can't support Manchester United, that's the bottom line. If you don't even be an Arsenal fan for one day, I will definitely break up with you." Fabregas emphasized .

Leo agreed to the terms without any psychological barriers.

After all, Ronaldo did not ask him to be a Manchester United fan.

——"Is today's ramen delicious?"

As soon as Leo finished replying to this text message, the owner's wife of the barbecue restaurant came to sit opposite him with such questions.

"Very good." Leo put away his phone, "It's very spicy, but I guess maybe it's because of the spiciness that makes it so delicious." Leo made such an objective evaluation, but after thinking about it, he added, "But it's still too spicy."

"Okay, maybe we can adjust it next time." The boss' wife seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile, "By the way, Leo, the boy who ate with you that time, are you still in touch?"

——The owner's wife doesn't watch football, and the store still sells Pepsi. This may be an important reason why Leo's secret has not been exposed for a long time.

"No, it's just... an unfamiliar person." Leo lied a little.

"It's a pity, I thought you guys had a great chat, I thought you would exchange contact information or something - Leo, I'm not saying it's bad for you to be alone, but I really hope you have some more ...More friendly friends." The boss's wife said tactfully, "I sometimes think that it's quiet to be alone, and no one is chattering in your ears. But I guess everyone needs some intimacy. Maybe it won't be so lonely."

——"Ronaldo is important to you", "He will let you know that you are not going the wrong way", "It's like a donkey friend you meet on your free journey".

Leo suddenly remembered these words of Ronaldinho.

Maybe they sound different from the words of the boss's wife, but in fact there are still some similarities.

"But why do people need intimacy?"

Ronaldinho couldn't tell him why he needed Ronaldo, but Leo's intuition told him that the boss's wife could - as to why he associated Ronaldo with intimacy, he didn't have an answer.

The boss's wife was surprised by this sentence.

This is not the first time she said something similar to Leo, but every time in the past, Leo just nodded with a gentle and kind smile, but never made any comments, let alone any questions.

— not because Leo knew what she was talking about, but simply because Leo had no interest in the subject.People only put on a quiet and gentle smile when they don't care about something at all.

At one point, she almost thought that Leo was probably the kind of warrior who opposed fairy tales: he killed the dragon, but only wanted to get the throne, and he was indifferent to the beautiful princess.

But now, maybe Leo finally got God's favor and is going to get out of this ranks.

"Maybe it's because everyone needs company? It's not the kind...the one who just sits here with no soul and just eats with you at the same table, and it's not the kind of hypocrisy and perfunctory politeness. It's the real...what will you do? Define this person? Maybe this person knows about football? Knows all your opinions on football? Is exactly the same as you or completely different? But either way, the point is that you don't want to be alone when this person is around you .”

Leo looked puzzled.

"You're happiest when you're with this person, you don't think: oh my god, this person is boring, why can't this person just leave and leave me alone? You just want to spend more time with this person For a while." The boss's wife saw Leo's confusion, so she deliberately explained a little more clearly, "You will have a lot to say together, and every time you meet, you will feel that time passes quickly, as if you haven't said anything yet. What, but the day is already over."

Leo was silent for about a minute.

"I don't think so." Leo frowned and shook his head—this almost made the boss's wife despair, but before she was completely desperate, Leo spoke again, "Why are we together... No, not that we Not being happy together, but... rather than being happy together, maybe I just want us to be lonely together."

The boss's wife was stunned, "What do you mean being alone together?"

Maybe it wasn't that she didn't really understand, she just couldn't believe what she was hearing.

She'd always thought of Leo as an introverted, quiet, nice kid who only liked soccer -- but for God's sake, a nice kid wouldn't want to be alone with another innocent kid.

"That person can't be around me, and I know that. So I always think, if I have to be alone, the other person has to be alone as well - none of us can afford that. Intimacy, where we’re the only ones we have for each other. And maybe that way, what we have in common is a little bit more distinct and special—we’re all alone, and it’s more like we’re the same.”

The boss's wife looked at Leo in surprise, her lips seemed to tremble, but she still didn't make a sound.

"Is this an intimate relationship, a companion?" Leo said with a little innocence in his eyes, "Maybe. But I would hope that since I don’t feel lonely only when I’m with the other person, it’s better that the other person isn’t lonely only when they’re with me.”

The boss's wife was silent.

Leo seemed unprepared for this kind of silence, and Leo would feel uneasy about things he couldn't predict.

But fortunately, before his uneasiness escalated, the boss's wife finally spoke up.

"Leo, don't you realize you love her?"

— Well, this answer made Leo more at a loss than the silence.

"You love her, Leo. Maybe you don't just want to be alone with her, you just want...you just fear that there will be someone who is as important to her as you, or more important, in her heart."

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