508 Chapter 508

With the sun shining day by day, it's Spain's golden season and thousands of tourists from all over the world flock to the country for their holidays. The streets of Madrid seem to be getting more crowded, or maybe it's just his delusion. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his headphones, Nicholas said to the person on the other end of the line, "I'll think about it, thank you for calling." And then he took off his headphones and drove across the block.

It's been three days since the Champions League final. Real Madrid's hierarchy decided to keep manager NicolΓ‘s Flores after a meeting the day before yesterday.

Nicholas understands their deliberations and hesitation, after all, he lost the Champions League final. Although it was widely believed in the media and fans that he and Real Madrid had done their best in 120 minutes, the penalty shoot-out defeat was a matter of luck, and it was no wonder that the players and even more so the coach. But still, NicolΓ‘s' club is Real Madrid, one of the best clubs in the world, and the pressure and responsibility he has to bear is far greater than that of other football club managers. What's more, he made a much-discussed substitution in the final......

In fact, this is one of the reasons why the Real Madrid hierarchy is willing to keep Nicolas. Real Madrid's post-match dressing room was not in the chaos that had been speculated. Yes, the Titans were in a bad mood, all the players were in a bad mood, and there were questions about the manager's decision, but no one was on the opposite side of Nicholas because of it. He's still in control of the dressing room and the players still respect him. Most of them have gone on vacation, and they have expressed their regret over the final defeat on social media and are looking forward to their return in two months.

NicolΓ‘s's agent, who is also his cousin, Gustavo, asked last night if he would like to leave Real Madrid on his own initiative, and Gus said that a number of clubs and national teams have expressed interest in him, and the annual salary offered is very substantial. Nicholas decisively refused.

What did he leave QPR for Everton?

What did he leave Everton for Real Madrid?

The answer is obvious. Nicolas has yet to achieve top honours at one of the best football clubs in the world, and he hasn't been sacked, so what reason does he have to leave? Maybe next season's results will really decide where he stays.

The roads in Madrid are completely different from those in London, which are wider and don't have as many curves and one-way streets. Well, in the UK, drive on the left-hand side of the road.

Nicholas stared ahead, a street scene he knew all too well. He saw the smiles on the faces of pedestrians, so real, so distant. He lowered his eyes and looked at the watch on his wrist. Maybe see Diego later, the Sky Sports producer just called him to ask if he would be willing to be interviewed for their QPR Quadruple Title documentary, and he hasn't decided yet.

Fifteen minutes later, Nicholas drove into his villa. He came out of the garage just as Isabella the butler was leaving, and they said hello. From Liverpool to Madrid, Isabella has always been there.

When Nicholas entered the door, he took off his T-shirt and was naked/naked. As soon as the air conditioner was turned off, he turned it on again. Then he took the computer and turned it on. While waiting, he picked up the newspaper on the coffee table and read it. The heat of the Champions League final has not yet gone down, and the focus is still on her and QPR's achievements this season. As for the explosive news she gave in her post-match press conference and speculation about her future, there is still a lot of speculation. Nicholas swept through those and began to read an article about the Champions League final.

"The game was actually clearer in the first half. Both teams scored on the counter-attack. Goals from Pierre Junchet and Patrick Amber were both excellent goals, but the first half showed that the two teams were unable to deliver a fatal blow in a positional battle in the first 45 minutes. ”

"The second half was even more complicated, with Kristen Lu tweaking her system at least three times, all of which were by no means the familiar 3412, the usual formation of the QPR. Flores decisively used the powerful weapon 'Titan' when he made his first adjustment, but it seems that this decision has cost Real Madrid as well. However, Flores' timely correction allowed Real Madrid to send the game to extra time when they were almost lost. The four goals that came out in the second half were also spectacular. ”

"The red card changed the game dynamics. Jacob Harding's lack of composure was partly understandable, but it left QPR in a difficult position in overtime. After that, the two teams were each sent off. Overall, it was not easy for QPR to score first when playing with one less player, and Real Madrid then reversed the score with the advantage of numbers. ”

"Just when everyone thought QPR had lost the final, Patrick Amber stepped up. He personally completed the whole process from defense to attack until the goal, cutting off Real Madrid's number one star Gabriel Jesus and connecting the opponent with seven players (you must know that there were only ten Real Madrid players on the pitch at that time, only Alonso and Mbappe did not face Amber directly in those 20 seconds). At that time, it was no longer possible to explain it with rational factors, and we must agree with what Lu said in his pre-match press conference: Amber is the strongest player in football history. ”

'In the shoot-out, the injury to QPR's goalkeeper Hans Bachmeier was a big deal of variable, but he still saved two penalties, while the QPR players scored four out of five. In fact, after Patrick Amber's hat-trick, I think all non-Real Madrid fans will fall over to QPR's side, and the end result will be fantastic for the blue and white. However, Real Madrid also deserve credit for combining the two teams to deliver what is undoubtedly the best game in football history. ”

After reading this lackluster summary article, Nicholas threw away the newspaper, took the computer and went into his mailbox. He needs to draft a new email.

Dear Tina

Nicholas finished typing the title and deleted it again. He looked at the living room window, and he had a picture in his head, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out of Harrington's verdant grass and blue and white sky, and when he turned his head, he saw the girl's summery face. Probably only two seconds, he looked back at the screen, tapped on the keyboard, and no longer hesitated.

My dearest little girl,

I'm sorry to congratulate you on your great results this season. I didn't want to disturb your vacation, but there was one thing......

Sky Sports has asked me for an interview for your Quadruple documentary, and I haven't said yes yet, I think I will, but until then, I need to talk to you about that game, and I think you have a lot of questions for me as well. I'm not inclined to phone calls or videos, so either you come to Madrid or I'll go to London and tell me your options.

Your Nick

Nicholas clicked send, and then he got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of whiskey. He poured himself a glass and felt that something was missing, no, not ice, never ice. Remembering what was missing, he got up again, and came back with a box of cigars. He pulled out one and put it between his nose and sniffed it carefully. Twenty years ago, he laughed at his father's love of cigars, not wanting to become an enthusiast himself years later.

Then he leaned back on the couch and lit his cigar in the cold air.

You come to Madrid, or I go to London.

****

The Spanish afternoons in summer are particularly laid-back. The curtains in the room were closed, and it was dark.

Quietly, only the sound of the girl's breathing could be heard. Her eyelashes were long, and her eyeballs moved. She could be dreaming. Did she dream of him? She leaned sideways, her brow furrowed. Is it a nightmare? Oh, Patrick prays no. Her lips pursed slightly...... He wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid to wake her. He touched her lips with the tip of his index finger, and she snorted, her brow furrowed even tighter, but she didn't wake up. Patrick quickly withdrew his hand, almost laughing, and almost leaned over to kiss her. She was so tired, he had to let her sleep well.

Patrick got out of bed very carefully. He thought she might wake up hungry and that he could get her something to eat. Even though his cooking skills are terrible.

It's a shame that she didn't take part in the quadruple crown parade the day before yesterday. The day before yesterday, the alleys of West London were empty, full of blue and white. And even though she didn't attend, the fans called her name and sang her songs. In fact, he broadcast a part of it to her, and on the other end of the phone, she cried again. She was with her mother at that time. By the time Phil, Ben, and Ian came over, she had already hung up. He knew she hated goodbye.

In the past two days, there have been various newspapers circulating about Kristen Lu's next stop. The England squad is now widely regarded as the most likely, but the possibility of Manchester United, Manchester City and Barcelona has not been overlooked, especially the Manchester giants. It's just that Patrick knows very well that she will definitely not stay in the Premier League. He and she hadn't had time to talk about it, and he hadn't asked Steve. He knew that no matter what she decided, he would be the first to know.

Patrick came to the kitchen, not sure what to do.

On the night of the Champions League victory, the whole team made a fuss in the hotel until about 3 a.m., after which the team took a special flight back to London. There was no her on the plane back. She travelled from London to Barcelona with her blue and white team, and they won the Champions League as expected, but she did not return to London with the blue and white team. She stayed in Barcelona. Hans and several members of the medical team also stayed in Barcelona to be treated at a local hospital. During the flight, no one slept, no one could sleep. Grief and ecstasy are mixed. Arrived in Heathrow at 6:10 a.m. London time. Patrick and his teammates returned to Harrington, and after a shower and a short break, all the players changed into the uniform clothing that the club had prepared. The quadruple winners' tours/tours are already booked. That was the most important thing that day. It was after returning to the new Queen's Park at the end of the parade that chairman Nathan Neil Lawrence announced the team's new manager in the middle of the new Queen's Park: former QPR assistant coach, Tim Luiz.

Patrick opened the refrigerator and looked at it, and there was quite a bit of food in it. He knew that the housekeeper had bought it, and that Tina couldn't go to the supermarket. In fact, she barely left the house for two days.

The day before yesterday, some media noticed that Kristen Lu, who announced her departure from the team at the post-match press conference of the Champions League final, did not return to London with the whole QPR team, and some media pretended to be smart that Kristen Lue was on the private jet of QPR chairman Nathan Neil Lawrence. But her absence from the quadruple parade seems to have made the media and fans more inclined to the first guess. In the past two days, the media has not only been full of news about Kristen Lu's whereabouts, but also news that she has disappeared, and The Sun even said that Kristen Lue has not only broken up with QPR again, but the former QPR coach has also broken up with Patrick Amber again. So much so that most of the comments below Patrick's recent Instagram update are asking about his and her emotional state.

Maybe paella? It's kind of simple? Patrick pulled out all sorts of seafood from the fridge. Wait, he needs recipes. He fumbled in his pocket, and the phone was still upstairs.

After the quadruple winners, Patrick also agreed a new contract with the team until 2026. Yesterday, the news also made it to the major media. Many media and fans have ridiculed: at least the club that hired Kristen Lu does not have to be afraid that Kristen will not be able to come when Patrick comes, nor does it have to worry that Kristen will bring Patrick, because it seems that Patrick has no intention of leaving QPR anytime soon. Yes, Patrick had no idea of leaving West London anytime soon. Tim thanked Patrick. The new boss joked that Patrick's contract extension was a huge endorsement and would make it easier for him to talk to other players later. Patrick wasn't sure where all of his teammates would go, but he knew that there were a few guys who would be standing with him next season. It's just that those same guys are very sad and sad because of Tina's departure.

Patrick has returned home to Maurizio Sarri after signing a new contract and hasn't had a full night's sleep for nearly 36 hours, not to mention a high-intensity 120-minute game in those 36 hours. He was ready to fly to Barcelona again, but Tina forbade him to do so on the phone. He readily said yes on the phone, but flew to Barcelona that night. When he arrived in Barcelona, her mother had just left.

And she's so stupid, how can he "sleep well" without holding her. That night he kissed her on the balcony of the house.

So Patrick slept with his beloved girl from the night before until yesterday afternoon. As for what happened from yesterday afternoon to this afternoon...... Patrick returned to the room, still asleep, and he couldn't hide his smile when he heard her snoring slightly, oh he had exhausted her.

Patrick crept over to the bed, and as soon as he picked up his phone, he heard her snort indistinctly. He looked at her. Half of her face was against the pillow, her thin black hair was messily scattered on her pillow and her skin, her brows were still slightly frowned, her lips were still slightly pursed, her shoulders were exposed, in fact, most of her breasts were outside, and her smooth and slender right leg was also outside the thin quilt. In the somewhat dark room, the scene looked like a shot from an old movie, dragging him closer to her. He put his phone down, held his breath, and slowly leaned over to her. "Pat......" her lips moved, calling his name indistinctly. The voice was hoarse, and it was also seductive, and he didn't know if she had dreamed of him or woken up. Patrick whispered, a moment unsure whether to wake her up or not disturb her dreams. Suddenly, his neck was wrapped around her arms, and his entire chest was exposed. She woke up. She closed her eyes and smiled, hooked his neck a little, and bit his upper lip. Oh, naughty girl. The corners of Patrick's mouth curled, and it seemed that she hadn't been exhausted in the past 24 hours. He kissed her deeply, and both hands were busy.

****

Lu Ling held the coffee in one hand and the remote control in the other, and after the TV was turned on, she threw the remote control on the sofa. She took a sip of her coffee and yawned again. Then she immediately heard the man's laughter. She tilted her head and pretended to be angry and sarcastically mocked him: "Before you destroy the kitchen, we still have time to order takeout or call the chef." Don't you really think about it? Mr. Amber. ”

"I'm almost done, Mrs. Amber. Patrick's voice rang out. He looked at her, smug.

Lu Ling walked over with a coffee cup, and the expression on his face turned into real displeasure. "I'm not Mrs. Amber!!"

Patrick turned up the fire. Thank God he remembered to turn up the heat this time. He noticed that almost every time he and Tina cooked or baked, he didn't pay attention to the heat. He turned and watched as she walked up to him in his t-shirt. He loves the bulge on her chest and her sexy legs, and nothing tastes better than these. He took her coffee cup and said ambiguously, "Okay, not Mrs. Amber. Then he hugged her and lifted her to the table before she could react.

"No, Pat, we've just done that. Twice, you little monster, I'm hungry, I don't want to ......" Lu Ling tried to push the man away, trying to jump down, but he put his arms around her and didn't let her move, the tip of his tongue and lips kept pecking at her neck.

He also patted her back soothingly, "Relax, baby, I'm not going to do anything." I know you're hungry. ”

"Let me come down......," she relaxed, and even snorted happily, "your paella will soon be mushy." I don't want to eat mushy rice and seafood. I only like to eat pork and beef, not chicken. ”

"I know, I mean, I've always remembered that. Patrick whispered in her ear.

Then, Lu Ling was surprised to find that he was actually ready to part her legs. Nothing? Oh, I can't believe a word of this little monster right now. She pushed him away in a serious manner, yelling, "I'm really hungry!!"

"Me too. Patrick's eyes were foggy, and he leaned over again, grabbed her by the waist, and prepared to kiss her.

"Mr. Amber!" Lu Ling shouted sternly.

Patrick lowered his head and took a deep breath, finally letting go of the girl completely. "Sorry, Tina, let's eat first. He kissed her on the cheek, but she still looked very defensive. He smiled, walked over to his paella, and looked back again, "After that, ......"

Lu Ling felt that Patrick's smile was terrifying. They had never really spent a vacation together, she was so busy the first time they were together, and now she was really going to have a full vacation with him. She couldn't help but wonder if this little monster would really give her a "vacation"? It's horrible.

When Patrick was drinking, Lu Ling went upstairs to get his mobile phone. She went downstairs checking for messages and missed calls. When she walked to the table, she noticed that the man was a little unhappy.

"It's a romantic dinner, baby, maybe we should all shut down this month. Patrick looked up to see her typing, and asked sullenly, "Phil again?"

Lu Ling raised his eyes and nodded with a smile.

Patrick knows that Phil Beasley calls and texts her every day since the Champions League final. The content is probably:

"Tina, I'm so sad, and Tianna is so sad. "For God's sake, Tianna can't even call her father. And why does Phil Beasley call her Tina?

"Tina, when are you and Pat going back to London, and I'm not going to live in a garage. "Is Phil Beasley really going to move to him or Tina's house?" Patrick thought he was going crazy.

"Tina, did you miss me?" of course not. She's busy banging with Patrick Amber.

"Tina, Sky Sports, BT Sport and the BBC are all ready to produce our quadruple-winning show, so remember to praise me when the time comes. "Praise you, Patrick-Amber deserves more praise, right?

"Miss Lu, I watched the news and I hope you accept the FA's invitation and I would be happy to be your player again. "Well, Patrick-Amber thinks so, too. In that case, he and her won't have to have a long-distance relationship for the time being. And, together, they can continue to conquer the world.

……

Patrick walked over to the girl, glanced at her phone screen, and asked, "What did Mr. Beasley say again?"

Lu Ling had already replied to Phil's message. She handed Patrick her phone and told him to see it for himself. She walked over to the table and took a mussel from her paella and stuffed it into her mouth. As he chewed, he added, "And Hans told me that his surgery went well. ”

Patrick smiled, which was good news. He casually glanced at her phone screen without looking closely. Phil probably explained what he had done all day, and reiterated that he was not going on holiday for the time being, waiting for them to return to London, and that he missed her. He misses a fart!!Phil isn't much older than Tianna and needs to be coaxed all the time. Patrick was just about to give her back the phone when he saw a message coming in, it was Benjamin.

[Hey, how are you doing? Would you accept the FA's invitation? 】

Lu Ling chewed the mussels, his heart was shocked, the taste was so good!?

"This information. Patrick handed her the phone over and wiped her fingers with a tissue.

Lu Ling didn't answer, and glanced at the screen. She thought for a moment and said, "I'll get back to him when I'm decided." ”

Patrick locked the screen and placed his phone on the dining table.

Lu Ling remembered something again, and while picking up his phone, he looked up and apologized to Patrick. "I need to look at my mailbox...... Phil is right, there are several interviews waiting for me, I can postpone it, but I can't refuse it......" she said and was already in the mailbox. Lots of mail. Including Steve's and the FA's, but the one that surprised her the most was from Nicholas. Lu Ling's thumb paused, and then clicked in.

Patrick sensed something from the look on her face. He handed her the red wine, didn't look at her phone, and asked softly, "What?"

Lu Ling raised her head and looked at the man, and she said, "Nick wants to talk to me." ”

Patrick was stunned for a moment, then asked, "About the finals?"

That's what he said. ”

Patrick nodded twice. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are you going to Madrid, or are you going to let him come to Barcelona?"

"What do you think?"

Patrick shrugged and raised an eyebrow, "You know I'm not that unreasonable, but I can't say I'm not worried at all, I told you why." He leaned over and kissed the side of her cheek, "Do what you want." I'm glad you asked for my opinion. He accidentally glanced at the text on her phone screen, and he was displeased to see "my dearest little girl", but he decided not to say it.

Lu Ling smiled. She hesitated for a few seconds and replied to the email.

Nick

Thank you for your congratulations. You're right, there's a lot I want to talk to you about that game. I'm still in Barcelona and tell me when and where you prefer, I'm fine.

Tina

****

The next day, Barcelona was still sunny and the temperature rose by two degrees.

When the doorbell rang, Lu Ling was making coffee. She figured out that Nick would probably laugh at the coffee she made, and he hadn't complained anyway, but Nate, Alice, Tim, and countless others had complained.

She opened the gate, and his car should have come in. Then she walked to the front door.

When she opened the door, he got out of the car. She looked at him, tilting her head with a hint of a smile. When the Spanish man walked up to her, she choked out one word, "WOW."

Nicholas also looked at the woman in front of him, he pursed his lips slightly, and there was also a smile on his lips. His smile turned self-deprecating and helpless when he heard her voice, and he shrugged, "Ye... I know.” He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Still pretty sexy?"

Lu Ling didn't answer the man's question, she stared at his bald head for a few seconds. It's kind of funny, she thought, but yes, the guy in front of her, whatever the hairstyle, is charming, but she doesn't think she needs to tell him. She invited him in.

Nicholas hesitated for half a second and walked in, he looked at her wonderful back, and asked casually, "Is Patrick not there?"

Lu Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned around and replied, "Send went to a friend's house." ”

Nicholas nodded twice. They meet at Patrick's house. Is it ridiculous? maybe. Everything about the house was good, from the exterior to the interior details. Patrick was a tasteful young man, and he always knew it. As soon as he stepped into the living room, Nicholas saw the bottle of red wine on the coffee table. It's what he's familiar with, it's what he likes the most.

Lu Ling turned around completely. The man wears black jeans and a navy polo shirt. Oh my god, his bald head is so remarkable. Her gaze returned to his head again, and she caught a glimpse of his strange expression, and she couldn't help but laugh and apologize. After a few seconds, she felt a little embarrassed and cramped, so she looked up and asked, "Would you like a cup of coffee?" There are ice cubes if you don't want to drink it hot. Or, do you want a glass of wine? You've seen it, it's your favorite, I didn't expect there to be a ...... in the pieter closer."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to have a glass of red wine, thank you. He interrupted her.

Lu Ling nodded. Go get the bottle opener. She heard him say behind her again, "No offense, the coffee you brewed is a disaster." ”

This is not meant to be offensive. Enough offense. Lu Ling didn't say anything, took the bottle opener and walked to the coffee table.

Nicholas watched her clumsily open the wine, and the whole time, he didn't come over to help her, just looked at her. It's fine, he thought, that she never opened.

Lu Ling poured some for both glasses, and then handed him a glass. Nicholas took the wine and thanked him in a low voice.

She said, "Cheers." He didn't say a word, and tapped his chin. Glass against glass. They all drank it all.

Nicholas took her empty cup from her hand and poured some more for the two glasses.

They each sat down on the couch with a glass of red wine.

Where to start? Lu Ling didn't know where to start. Although she had a lot of questions she wanted to ask him.

Nicholas took a sip of the red wine, the taste he liked spreading in his mouth, gradually sinking deep into his throat and stomach. He looked up at her. She wore makeup and her hair was scattered haphazardly over her shoulders. She wore a pale gold skirt that reached a little above the knees. Actually, this color is a bit exaggerated, but he always knew that she looked good in anything. Uncontrollably, many images flashed through his mind. Still looking at her, he silently said, "That's really not a good idea. ”

Lu Ling's heart tightened, the place and time were set by him, it seemed that she still shouldn't agree. She put down her glass and said, "You're right, maybe we should go to the hotel." ”

Nicholas had an intriguing expression on his face, "Hotel, are you sure? One night is not enough." ”

Lu Ling said stiffly: "I mean we should book a hotel conference room. "This is the case with a lot of media interviews. "Also, I don't like your jokes. ”

She actually explained it seriously. But he was not prepared to explain the meaning of his words. He shrugged, "Don't worry, Tina. You know me. He took another sip of wine and took the initiative to guide the conversation. "Honestly, Patrick's goal at the end was the dream of all kids who played. If he hadn't scored against my team, I'd have been happy to see that a goal firsthand. ”

Lu Ling agreed, without saying more. She kept her head down, recalling the many details of that game. Suddenly, she looked up and said, "In 90 minutes, I won." ”

The score was 3:3. But still, within 90 minutes, Lu Ling thought she had won.

Nicholas leaned back on the couch, thinking, he turned his gaze slightly, looked at her, and asked, "Tactically?"

"Yes. She replied haughtily.

Nicholas laughed exaggeratedly, "Okay, you can think so. Of course he knew why she thought that. Seeing her displeasure, he curled the corners of his mouth and continued, "You are very well prepared, even better than I am, I must admit. Before I replaced Titan, your team did show more control and created more chances. But I'm sure you won't think like some football critics think that I was just betting on luck when I ended up replacing Titans. At that point, I had a narrow chance to send the game into extra time and I took that opportunity. 3:3 is a fair score. ”

Lu Ling thought about the man's words. She agrees with him, and she also thinks that replacing the Titan is a master's hand. But did he know anything else? She looked at him slyly.

Nicholas stared into the girl's eyes. Of course he knew what she was hinting at. "I admit I didn't know it at the time...... Your first change of formation in the second half was not only to improve your control and score goals, but you wanted me to bring on the Titans as soon as possible. And I did. It also led to a dilemma in the later situation. "But the game didn't go exactly the way you wanted it to, didn't you? You wouldn't think that Titans would change the game right away when they came on and we scored a goal in that period. That's why you have a second change of formation. However, I have to say, your strategy against the Titans is great, and there should be a lot of teams learning this next season, but they may not be able to learn the essence and details of you, and they may not have strong enough personnel to implement it. ”

Lu Ling's eyes lit up. She wasn't surprised that he guessed her intentions, but she still had some doubts. "If you had known at the time, would you have done that?"

Nicholas shook his head decisively. "I'm not God, I don't know the answer. People assume one thing after the fact and forget that they can't really pretend that they don't know the outcome anyway. Maybe, maybe not, what's the point?" he said, draining the red liquid from his glass. He asked her if she wanted to add wine, and she handed him the glass and said thank you. She was looking at the top of his head again. Nicholas pretended not to know, but he asked as he poured the wine, his voice like a liquid slowly pouring from the mouth of the bottle, "Do you want to touch it?"

Lu Ling was indeed very curious and wanted to touch it. But that's too ambiguous. Not a good idea. She took the glass he handed over, and when she met his teasing gaze, she shook her head, "I'm sorry, I promise not to read it." ”

Nicholas smiled. They toast, they savored the mellow aroma. He suddenly said, "I have a question for you, too." ”

"Any questions. ”

"We fought, the first time, Zixiang was punished, the second time, Patrick was punished, and the fourth time, you yourself were sent to the stands......" The smile on Nicholas's face faded as he stared at her and continued, "This time, you were punished by two people. No, I'm not talking about what the media is talking about about Christine's team getting overly excited when they meet Nicholas's team, I'm saying your team is full of your imprint, they're young, they're ambitious, but they're just as unruly. Have you ever thought that it was no accident that Harding and Glenn were sent off from a broader perspective?"

Lu Ling flicked her fingers on the wall of the cup twice, she pondered, she wanted to refute, but she gradually agreed with his point of view. It could really be her problem, her team's problem. And to her rejoice, maybe Tim will make that team more mature. She looked up and looked into the man's dark brown eyes, "I agree, not by chance. It's like...... In the end, Gabriel's choice was the same, and it was no accident. The nature of a player is like this, and there are times when you don't follow your train of thought, no matter how depressed you are. ”

Nicholas knew this. He and she both have problems, and seeing them doesn't mean they're going to change.

His eyes were fixed on the bottle of red wine, and there was not much left. He spoke again and asked something else, "Will you go to coach England?"

Instead of answering, she asked: "I watched the news, you're going to stay at Real Madrid, right? until you win the Champions League, until they sack you." "It's like you said when you first joined QPR, but the goal is different.

"Yes. Nicholas replied. She remembered it all. He thought. Then, he asked gently, "Tina, what about you?"

"I haven't made a final decision yet. Lu Ling paused, and then said, "There are many details to consider, and even if I agree, there are many trivial things to negotiate." She smiled wryly, "The fact is that the FA hasn't sacked Southgate yet, he's been leading the team lately. Considering that almost all of QPR's England internationals are out, it's really not optimistic, oh he must hate me......"

Nicholas laughed too. He looked at her crooked eyes and slightly flushed cheeks, and he suddenly didn't know what the hell had happened in the last six fucking years.

The minutes of this afternoon ticked by. In the end, the red wine bottle was empty, and so were the two wine glasses. She went upstairs to answer the phone. Nicholas knew who it was, otherwise she wouldn't have had to go upstairs to answer it. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the tall palm trees. He heard her footsteps, he turned his head and asked a somewhat inexplicable question, "Did you read your father's letter to you?"

Lu Ling didn't expect him to ask this at all. She was stunned, and her gaze passed over the man and fell to the palm tree outside the window. She muttered back, "No." ”

"Why?"

"At first, I didn't think I was ready, and then I was reluctant to watch it, but now I don't think it matters whether I see it or not. It's good to be there. She said and blinked, "Besides, I probably know what he's going to say, he's going to apologize to me, he's going to tell me he's going to love me......"

Nicholas nodded. He wanted to tell her that he had tried to buy Patrick's house anonymously, but Patrick didn't sell, and he wanted to tell her that Alex said he would be happy to see them get married, but he didn't propose either. There are many more, to say or not to say, it doesn't mean much. He looked at his watch, it was time to leave.

Lu Ling hurriedly said, "By the way, you drank alcohol and can't drive......

"I can give a call to my friend. Nicholas said, pulling out his phone.

Lu Ling hesitated, "I'll send you." Is it going to the airport?"

Nicholas shook his head, "No, thank you. "That's not a good idea. This afternoon, his self-control has reached the extreme, and he can't guarantee the next time. He dialed the phone, and his friend promised to come over soon. "If it wasn't bothersome, my car would be parked here, and someone would pick it up later. ”

Lu Ling said no problem.

The wait became longer and the atmosphere stiffened. There seem to be some questions that have not been asked, and there seems to be something that has not been said......

Lu Ling finally remembered that there was anything he didn't ask.

"At that time, I saw you all raise your arms and make a throwing pose, why didn't you end up?" The whole Real Madrid team was gloomy that night, he had just been hung up and the silver medal was taken down, and that night he was about to throw the silver medal into the stands, but it ended up in his trouser pocket.

Nicholas certainly doesn't need a silver medal. Nicholas was a little helpless. Because it's a game against you, stupid girl. But he replied: "I don't think I really lost, the penalty is not something I can control, not any manager can control. After he finished speaking, the phone in his hand vibrate. He looked at her and said, "I should go, Tina." ”

"Okay, good luck, Nick. She got up from the couch and muttered to herself, "Maybe I'll see you in Nyon in September." ”

Nicholas shook his head with a slight smile as he stood in front of her and whispered: "If you become the manager of the England national team, it will be when you are at your busiest. ”

Oh, she had forgotten that it was possible. Lu Ling smiled and said, "Anyway, sooner or later, we will all meet again......"

Nicholas smiled, grabbed her by the arm, and took her into his arms.

"You always forget that I'm still mad at you. He whispered.

Early in the morning when he left Banus, he drove out of his villa and stopped outside for a long time. He left after sunrise. But like everything else, she didn't need to know.

The suffocating hug didn't last a second, and he immediately let go of her.

There was never a need to say goodbye, and there was never a real goodbye, just like the letter she didn't read, like the quadruple crown tour she didn't participate in......

β€œBefore us lies eternity; our souls

Are love, and a continual farewell.”

We face eternity, our souls

It is love, but also an inseparable parting

β€”W.B. Yeats