[Football] Horizon

Everyone in the logistics department knows that Felisa in the laundry room is a fan of Sergio and other people in their team. I thought that asking about football knowledge would be ignorant, but she didn't know it either. Less.Occasionally, when talking about other sports, the same is clear and clear. I only found out that I was with Sergio's alumni when I asked.

"You really don't know each other?" the worker asked Felica. She blinked and replied, "Guess."

Felisa looked at them with a smile, "To be honest, he doesn't know me. I came here to work to chase him. Do you know?" She wiped her eyes sadly, "Chasing someone far away in the sky People, it's really difficult." She leaned her face on her arm and secretly watched everyone's expressions.I have a new understanding of my acting skills in my heart.

To this day, Ramos still doesn't know that his girlfriend is around him every day, let alone that Felisa's daily routine is to gossip about their club's players in the logistics department.

Felisa doesn't think it's nothing to do. She still has a lot of time, and she has a lot of time and energy to squander.Moreover, living in the dormitory is very fresh every day. She likes to be lively and like to have people chatting together and talking bad things about others...

In short, she is now like a bird released from a cage, curious about everything in the world, wanting to try everything.

Ramos's jersey would be thrown into Felisa's hands by the little sister of the worker soon after it was changed. Although she was in a state of love, Felisa would take it shyly every time, and then kept laughing.It caused the people around to fall into that kind of sticky emotion, and over time it became disgusted by everyone, so that when Ramos threw the torn jersey in Felissa's hand, she didn't wait for her to react , I heard someone say: "Ferissa, you can take this home."

"Why?" She held the wet jersey in her hand and looked at the grass on it, "My God, is he injured?"

"Yes, just now our defender fought with the opponent."

Felisa, who hadn't watched the First Division for a long time, straightened up immediately, her eyes were full of worry, and all the scenes flashed in her mind were the scenes of defenders fighting when she was aiming at the leagues of all levels...

Seeing that Felisa has already taken the bait, everyone began to add fuel and jealousy with a few words, abruptly grabbing the jersey that was accidentally scratched by the opponent's forward during the fight the day before yesterday. ...Ferissa's face turned pale little by little, she stayed absent-minded until after work, stuffed her clothes into her satchel and ran from the logistics to the training ground.

It turned out that the urgent call last night was not because I was busy with something, but because I was injured and didn't want to talk about it!

On the training ground, Felisa thought Ramos was injured and sneezed, and then secretly talked to his teammates about the game disk he bought...

This time, she finally showed her advantages as a track and field athlete. Felisa sneaked into the auditorium of the training ground, followed the fans who left the team, and the moment she saw Ramos, she jumped up and called him. Name: "Sergio! Look here, look here!" She waved her arms to attract the attention of the other party, but he couldn't see her when he turned around. Felisa then ran forward for a few meters, and her voice became louder : "Sese you idiot! Look here, idiot!"

No one or any black fan would call Ramos like this, let alone call his idol "stupid" in the public.Ramos took a closer look, and fixed his gaze on Felisa who was wearing a red sportswear. Her hair was tied up to reveal a pretty face. The second they looked at each other, he saw that she was relaxed. A look of relief.

He immediately left his teammates and ran over, hugged Felisa down through the guardrail, looked back at the lack of coaches, etc., and asked Felisa in confusion: "Why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Felisa was just pulling at his training clothes, not knowing what she was looking at, grabbing the collar and almost stripping him naked, he looked around and shyly pulled Felisa aside, "What are you doing? "

Felica looked at his face with aggrieved eyes, "Where did you get hurt? Don't tell me!"

"God and demon?" Ramos, who was stunned, couldn't even speak clearly, "What? Who was injured?"

Felisa's eyes were full of "Don't lie to me, I already know", Ramos still didn't understand, grabbed Felisa's hand, pushed up the sleeve, "Are you not hurt? What's wrong? You said, don't scare me."

Unexpectedly, Felisa held her breath in her throat and couldn't get up or down, but with the strength in her hand, she pinched Ramos' waist fiercely, "I'm talking about you! Where are you injured? Who is on the field?" I did it to you first. Why is your temper so stinky, you usually have a good personality, why do you..."

"What?" Ramos held Felisa's head blankly, looked left and right, "Where did it fall? Why are you saying something I don't understand?!"

Felisa pushed him away, grabbed her schoolbag that had fallen on the floor, and was about to climb up the guardrail to leave the idiot through the main entrance.

How could Ramos let Felisa go, especially when he hadn't figured out anything yet, he put his arms around Felisa's waist and carried her down, successfully attracting the attention of those who hadn't left yet. side.

He dragged people to the lounge, and encountered many colleagues, including his and hers...

Teammates: I know a little bit about everything, but I just don’t talk about it.

Laundry room crowd: Sorry, I used to be so close to the gossip center.

Looking at the expressions on the faces of the passing workers, Felisa knew that she had been fooled... So when Ramos seriously took her to a corner of the stairs, Felisa covered her face and leaned against him. On the wall: "Sergio, don't pinch your face!"

Ramos clasped Felisa's shoulders and pulled the person towards him, "Tell me, I'm not angry. And why should I be angry? I've never been angry with you!"

Felisa spread her fingers, revealing a pair of eyes, "They lied to me that you had a fight with someone when you were playing football the day before yesterday! I didn't have something to watch that day, so I was deceived!"

"Why didn't you read it that day?"

Felisa covered her face again, refusing to speak.

Ramos held his forehead, sighed quietly and said, "Did you go to the autograph meeting?"

Felisa nodded and lowered her hands in resignation, and looked at Ramos pitifully: "Are you going to break up? Are you going to abandon me? Are you going to..." Ramos felt that if he died young, he would definitely be Felisa's fault, if he can't be pissed off like this, it must be because he is too hard-nosed.

Also, why did he want to be jealous of those idol singers? He could only suppress his unhappiness and continued to ask: "Then why are you here? 'They said', who are they?"

"Eh..." Seeing that Felisa, who couldn't hide it, took Ramos' hand and was about to act like a baby, Ramos covered her mouth, "What surprise are you trying to give me?"

"Uh-uh--" Felisa stared and shook her head, looking really innocent.

Ramos was mentally prepared to accept the critical blow, and let go, "You say."

"I'm in the laundry room here - an internship!" Felisa said, "You know my family owns a laundry, so I'm here! I wanted to give you a surprise, and now you know! Surprise! "

Ramos' suspicious eyes fell on Felisa. Although she was a little guilty, she still raised a bright smile to meet his gaze. "Don't you believe me?"

He reached out to pinch Felisa's nose, "I really lost to you."

"If you like me, just keep losing to me! This is what love is like."

Ramos stopped and looked over: "Didn't you say that you are in love for the first time? How do you talk about love?"

Felisa hit his waist with her elbow, as if scratching an itch, and said, "I just know, I just know. Love songs are sung..." His mouth was covered again, and Ramos looked disgusted: " Don't sing their songs in front of me."

"Stingy!" Felisa muttered, and in the next second, Ramos pressed against the wall and kissed. He lightly licked Felisa's teeth, swept in her mouth, and pinched her fingers. The chin easily made her raise her head to accept his kiss.

I've thought about doing this a long time ago. After the kiss was over, he stared into her watery eyes, "I'll kiss you just once if you speak ill of me in the future."

"Really?" Felisa didn't believe it, her sly eyes rolled on him, "Fool, stupid..." Before she could finish speaking, Ramos' kiss pressed the pause button.

After Felisa left, the room was vacated. She used to go to other places to go to school, and because she knew she would come back every month, she cleaned it once a month.Since the last quarrel, Luna often walked into the room unconsciously.Occasionally wipe tears secretly, but I am angry, always thinking that my daughter will call first.

Who knew that little heartless person was so stubborn that he didn't return a single call, and he didn't know if he was short of money or not.Luna also called Severa's house more often.Old John secretly sent money to Felica without telling her, and she knew about it, but she just turned a blind eye.

Once at dinner, Old John dropped a copy of the Seville sports newspaper at his feet. Luna also pretended not to see it, and after he went to bed, he got up and read it with glasses.

The player named Sergio is okay, it would be better if she didn't abduct her daughter.

**

Severa has called several times to insinuate, wanting to know if the relationship between her and her parents has eased. Every time she hears her cousin gossiping about him, trying to inquire but misses the point, she wants to laugh, but she laughs in her heart Feel bad again.

In fact, she is also homesick.

However, the cruel words they said to each other that day were too serious.

The author has something to say:

It's basically half written!Strive for the end of December!

This period of sweet and sadistic sex in Seville will not be too long, go to Real Madrid to show their affection, and then the finale.

The manuscripts on weekdays may be relatively short, and I will try to write as much as possible on weekends.

Thanks for watching!