After a gust of wind, the branches of the trees gradually stopped. As for the house, the lights were still bright, and the Christmas lights on the façade were flickering. So warm and festive atmosphere. Benjamin looked there. Suddenly, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was still early, less than nine o'clock. Then he continued to look in that direction, not knowing what he was thinking.

Benjamin's sluggishness was interrupted by a third phone call from his mother. He looked at it and pressed it off. He didn't really want to talk right now. After a while, he sent a message saying that there was something going on tonight and that it wouldn't be over. Anyway, Hamilton's Christmas dinner had already begun, and he knew he couldn't do without him. He just hoped that his mother wouldn't mind too much, and he knew that others wouldn't.

At first, Benjamin just thought it was early, and his parents were bored in the past, so he drove leisurely on the pick-up road, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Today there are no cars or people on the streets, and almost all supermarkets, convenience stores, restaurants and bars are closed. It made him feel at ease. He just didn't expect the end to be here.

Or maybe he thought of it.

It makes you look like a stalker, or a potential criminal. Thinking about this, he mocked himself several times in his heart.

At the end of the training session, the head coach wished everyone a Merry Christmas and joked that they should not get drunk with eggnog. Benjamin felt like she was always worried about the players' drinking. Although it is true that this is a problem for many professional players. But as far as Benjamin knows, at least on this team, everybody is more disciplined during the season. Her words were influential in the dressing room. Her "rich" love life in recent years has not made her lose people's respect for her. When you're a champion coach, especially when you're such a young champion coach, that's it. After all, when it comes to honor, it's hard to refute.

Benjamin believed that the strong make the rules. Although he is also well aware that the munists like to say that the people are powerful. But it's a game concept.

Later, as Benjamin walked to the locker room, he heard Pater behind him tell the head coach that only the two of them would spend Christmas together tonight, and Patrick joked that he should be in charge of the kitchen tonight. Benjamin didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, let alone take this overheard sentence to heart. The truth is, he just heard it, and he had a heart attack. He just didn't understand why he was here if it was something that was sad for him, if something was going on in that house that made him sad? What was the point of all this? He hated wasting time.

Benjamin glanced in that direction again and decided to go home. Before that, though, he had to give her a Christmas present. He picked up the packed box from the co-pilot and opened the door.

****

"Damn, damn it!!" Lu Ling hung up the phone and cursed several times, pacing back and forth.

Patrick's brow furrowed, and judging from what he had heard, the matter might be serious.

Lu Ling was silent for a while, and suddenly grabbed the car keys from the table. Patrick hurriedly grabbed her arm, "Baby, you've had a drink." He held out his hand to her, "I'll drive." ”

"You drank too. Lu Ling frowned and shook his head, "I don't want to be taken away by the police on Christmas night." She pondered, "Pat, can you give Steve a call? Ask him about his current situation, and I guess Phil also called his agent and lawyer, but I don't know how capable those guys are, and I'm not worried." And, by the way...... Oh shit, I guess everybody's drinking tonight. I want to think about who else to call, and it's a bad idea to call a taxi......"

Patrick had already dialed Steve's number, and he knew she was upset and hugged her comfortingly.

When the doorbell rang, Lu Ling immediately came out of Patrick's arms, and she and Patrick looked at each other, both feeling weird. Patrick's phone just went through.

Lu Ling said, "I'll take a look." Patrick was a little uneasy, and glanced over as he exchanged messages with Steve. She had turned on the video of the door.

Lu Ling saw the person coming from the video, and his first reaction was surprise. After that, she looked back at Patrick. She really didn't know what she was feeling at this moment, and Pat's expression probably said the same thing. She hesitated, opened the door, and said into the microphone, "Ben, come in." Then she walked to the door.

Benjamin didn't get to the door before the door opened. It turned out that she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Isn't she cold? Even though the wind has stopped, the temperature is still very low. She looked at him. Under the light, her expression was unusually serious. Before he could say hello, she asked a strange question: "Ben, have you been drinking?"

Benjamin froze and shook his head.

"Okay. Lu Ling went back to the house and took her coat, and immediately came out again, she threw the car keys to Benjamin, "Let's go." ”

Benjamin grabbed the car keys, he didn't quite know what was going on, but he said, "Willing to help." ”

Behind her, Patrick followed out with his phone. She was putting on her coat when she turned around and asked in a hesitant whisper, "Are you sure you want to be together?" I'll take the two players to the police station?"

Patrick was behind her, helping her put on her coat while still talking to her phone. Soon, he ended the call, put his arm around her, and said, "Baby, I'm worried about Phil too." If it was inconvenient, I could wait in the car with Ben. After he finished speaking, he nodded at Benjamin, and his expression was a little solemn.

By this point, Benjamin had guessed a little bit about what might have happened. Benjamin didn't say hello to Patrick, he walked to her car, the baby still echoing in his head.

Before starting the car, Benjamin gave the gift box to the co-pilot.

Lu Ling frowned, was slightly stunned, and took it.

"Merry Christmas. Benjamin looked at her side and said quietly. And there was no special expression on her face, she shook the box with it. Benjamin smiled lightly and looked in the rearview mirror as he started the car, "I didn't know you were there, otherwise I would have prepared you." ”

Patrick looked into his eyes in the rearview mirror and casually replied, "It's okay, Ben." Then Patrick quietly turned his gaze out the window and reminded the driver, "Phil is still waiting for us." "He knew he would have told an obvious lie. Although sometimes this is called good upbringing.

"Of course. Benjamin reversed the car and drove out.

Lu Ling put the box on his lap. This box is not heavy, but the volume is not small. She had already guessed what it was when she swayed. And if it's really the one she thinks, it's probably not easy to refuse. She glanced at Ben, who immediately looked over. He smiled at her, his eyes soft. Lu Ling moved the corners of his mouth and turned his head. She knew why he was here tonight, and so did Pat. But neither she nor Pat would ask, and that would be an awkward question. Even if he asked, Ben would have answered decently. What was the need? She just understood one thing, and that the conversation that night had no effect. This made her a little uneasy. She even wondered why he couldn't be like Hans? She looked out the window, and the wind was blowing, very windy. The branches were swaying terribly. And now, she has something more important to worry about.

That's because of beating up Phil Warren, whose biological father is now in the police department.

"What did Steve say?" Lu Ling asked Patrick back.

Patrick pondered for half a second, "He said it wasn't a big deal in terms of the matter itself, considering it was a family dispute and didn't constitute a serious injury, plus Phil's father also made a move...... He reassured us that Phil's lawyer would definitely take care of it. At most, bail will be paid, and in short, Phil will definitely not have to spend the night at the police station tonight. Maybe by the time we get to the police station, Phil will already be back. ”

"It shouldn't be that fast. Lu Ling said quickly. "What else does Steve say?"

He said the biggest problem was the follow-up. Tina, you know about this, the media will know about it eventually, right?" Patrick's tone was a little worried, "You know Phil's personality better than I do......"

"Yes, it's a difficult question, so I'm in a hurry to go to the police station. You say ...... to Steve."

"I said it. "Patrick knows what she's going to say," he said, looking for resources to see if he could get the matter to light as soon as possible. You know the police don't talk nonsense, but they don't fail to tell the truth. ”

Benjamin turned his head at this time and asked curiously, "Who called the police?"

Lu Ling smiled bitterly and shrugged at Benjamin, "I want to know too." Then she muttered to Patrick, "Is Steve angry?"

"You know Steve, Tina, he's emphasized that he's not our butler, please don't look for him for anything. ”

"He always likes to say that, but if you don't look for him, he thinks you don't value him. Benjamin replied lightly.

"That's right. Lu Ling then remembered that the agents of the three of them were all the same guys. She glanced at Ben again, and he looked again, still smiling softly. Lu Ling realized that Benzhen didn't care about Phil at the police station at all. This time, he's not being hypocritical.

****

Phil touched the swollen piece on his forehead and grinned as he gasped. It hurts. Michael, that bastard isn't easy to do either. The police had just come in again, gave him a cup of coffee, and asked him to be patient again. Phil knew his agent and lawyer were out talking to the police. He had answered all the questions just now, and he didn't wait for them to come and say 1510. He didn't think the situation was serious. In fact, there is no need to go to the police station to solve the problem. It's Christmas night. Maybe the police also thought it would be fun to lock up the Premier League stars for a chat, or maybe their Christmas night was too boring. Both the agent and the lawyer said that he should refuse, that he was not arrested and that he had the right to refuse. Phil knows this. But he'd love to see Michael Warren stuffed into a police car.

Here's the thing, London doesn't have a high crime rate on Christmas night, and if it were New Year's night, Phil suspected that there would be no police to deal with the incident, and there would be a drunk man beating people every 100 meters......

The door opened again.

"Mr. Warren, you can leave. ”

Phil heard the police say.

Phil looked at the policeman and slammed his coffee cup as he scrambled to his feet. "I'm not called Warren. After yelling, he noticed that the policeman's face was not good-looking, and he said a rough apology, "Anyway, don't call me Warren." Thank you. 166 Reading Network