Lu Yungui curled up on the sofa. He just got up in the morning and drank a can of beer on an empty stomach, but as soon as he finished drinking it, his stomach began to hurt desperately. He drank some porridge and lay down on the couch for a day. I slept intermittently, and as long as I woke up in the middle, I went to see the time. Every time he woke up, he begged to be better the next time he woke up, but it wasn't until noon, when the ball had already kicked off, and he couldn't move. When the clock pointed to two o'clock, he knew he would miss his daughter's last game of the season.

Fortunately, I saw the news on my mobile phone, and the QPR was successfully upgraded. It was then that he slept peacefully.

When he received Xiaoling's message, Lu Yungui had just woken up, but it was still in pain. He looked at the message and didn't know how to reply, and in the end he could only say that he had run to Heathrow in the afternoon, and he forgot that the ball game was today.

Later, Xiao Ling never came back with any more information. He hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't make a call.

****

Lu Ling sat on the chaise longue in the garden of Amber's house, his eyes closed, enjoying a moment of tranquility. The sun was about to set, and in May London, it was still not warm, and she felt that her body was gradually getting colder.

Patrick took a can of beer and leaned against the glass door. He looked at the woman sitting in the garden, and his mind was full of images of Flores leaning over to kiss her. This made him extremely irritable. Anna took two cans of cider and wiped them beside him.

"Strongbow, Christine. Anna handed over a can of cider, the brand of cider they both loved.

Lu Ling opened his eyes and took it, and after opening it, he took a sip and patted the chair and stool beside him, "Anna, you just said that you changed your boyfriend again, this time it's Indian?"

Patrick turned to go back to the house, overhearing his sister's gossip. But he hesitated again, and finally, looking back, "Tina, I'll go upstairs." ”

Lu Ling raised his head and looked, and the boy only left his back for him. She stood up, and before she could speak, Anna spoke, "Go on, what's wrong with you two?" ”

Lu Ling froze in place, not knowing how to answer.

"Go, go back and tell me what happened. Anna nudged her.

Then she put down the cider, went into the house, and went upstairs.

The boy's room was cleaner and cleaner after he moved out than it was when he lived in it, and it must have been cleaned up by Lucy. There are a variety of adventure thrillers on the bookcase, as well as some game CDs and CDs.

Patrick leaned against the bookcase, beer in one hand and jeans pocket in the other, his handsome face gloomy. Seeing her come in, he looked over motionlessly.

Lu Ling looked at him and smiled awkwardly, the boy had no expression, picked up the beer and drank it all. Then, with his head down, he kept pinching the empty aluminum can, and the sound was uncomfortable to hear.

He was waiting for himself to speak, Lu Ling thought. She licked her dry lips and asked astringently, "Pat, what do you see?"

Patrick stopped what he was doing, but didn't look up, and said with some difficulty, "He's going to kiss you." ”

"Then you know we didn't kiss, right?" Lu Ling pursed his lips, wondering how to explain it to him?

"No?" the boy jerked up, the corners of his mouth twitching, as if he didn't quite believe it.

"Of course not. Don't you see that?"

"I didn't look at it. He said with some smugness.

"Don't get me wrong, Pat. I'll admit that I have chemistry with him, but maybe it's just purely physical......" Lu Ling wanted to say that it was not a big deal.

But when she said this, Patrick's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and he flattened the beer can and slammed it against the wall, his voice doubling in tone, "Physically?Youwannashaghim, don-tyou?"

Lu Ling was startled by the boy's reaction, and she glanced at the beer can he threw on the ground, and the little wine left in it was all splashed on the polished walls. She had never seen him so angry. But at this time, she couldn't care so much, Pat's words were too direct, she not only felt embarrassed and ashamed, in fact, she was also angry.

Her voice also rose as well, "I don't know why you're so angry, even if you do? I'm a twenty-seven-year-old adult, he's a sexy man, why can't I? You don't have any right to judge me." Also, as long as he is my boss for a day, I will not have anything to do with him, I have a professional ethic. She spoke at an astonishing speed, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and went downstairs without looking at the boy's expression.

Downstairs, it was obvious that Lucy, Jack, and Anna had all been looking up to listen to their conversation, and when they saw her, the three of them quickly turned their faces and pretended to chat.

Lu Ling calmly sighed and walked over, "I'm really sorry, I suddenly remembered that there was something to do, and I had to go." ”

Mr. and Mrs. Amber hurriedly shook their heads and said it didn't matter, and the expression on their faces was a little embarrassed.

Before leaving, Lu Ling hugged Anna again and said in her ear, "Call me, don't sneak back to Edinburgh again." ”

Patrick stood in front of the window and lifted a corner of the curtain. He watched as Tina got into the car in a rage. Then she started the car, reversed, and got on the road. Soon, the black MiniCooper disappeared into the night. He lowered the curtains, a slight stinging pain in his eyes.

Anna knocked on the door, stood by the door and said, "Pat, do you want to talk?"

Patrick didn't answer, frowned, and asked another question, "Have you met our head coach?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"He's sexy?"

“Hellyeah.” Anna's expression was as if he had asked a stupid question.

But as soon as Anna finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing. The younger brother's face was even more ugly than before, and he walked briskly past hers.

"Hey Patter, you've never quarreled with her, are you sure you don't want to talk to someone?" Patrick slammed down the stairs, and the noise was so loud that Anna couldn't help but shout.

No sound came. He didn't seem to say hello to his parents, and all Anna heard was the slamming of the door shut, followed by the sound of a car starting outside.

Anna pouted and went downstairs slowly.

Lucy peeked out from the kitchen, "Anna, do you think we need to tell Christine that the kid is in love with her." ”

"Don't, I don't think Pat has figured it out himself, we'd better leave this kind of thing alone. ”

Jack was a little confused, "Pat fell in love with Tina? Are you two crazy? I only know that he was crazy about her for a while when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, isn't it a thing of the past? ”

Anna lay down on the couch, "Who knows him." I said can we talk about me, you always talk about Pat, I'm jealous. ”

****

At the end of the season, Harrington Training Ground returned to tranquility. Most of the players are on vacation and the training ground is empty. Because of its proximity to Heathrow Airport, you can hear the sound of planes flying over from time to time.

Lu Ling stared at the screen, still unable to concentrate. It's a video sent by the scout, and after she sees it, she needs to write a report to the Spaniard, telling him what she thinks of one of the players.

In the morning, she and Nicholas met at the restaurant. He nodded and smiled at her as if nothing had happened, and she naturally couldn't show weakness, so she smiled and nodded too.

It's really not embarrassing at all. Scold.

Lu Ling glanced at his phone, at eleven o'clock, Pat should have come. He has an interview today.

****

Chloe Taylor touched up her makeup in the bathroom and walked out. She is 26 years old and a Premier League journalist for Sky Sports. From a professional point of view, she really can't compare with many famous journalists. But her social media presence surpasses that of most of her colleagues.

The reason is simple, she is beautiful.

Very beautiful means that she has hundreds of thousands of followers on Instagram, and every photo she posts has at least a few thousand likes, and there are always people in the comments who will say that it is a pity not to be a star if she is so beautiful.

Chloe was a little disdainful, she was pretty, but what did it have to do with what she did. She loves to be a football journalist.

Patrick Amber walked over, dressed in a semi-formal suit and looking extremely handsome. It wasn't Chloe's first time seeing him, but it was the first time she'd been up close to him. He was handsome, very handsome, and Chloe suddenly understood the meaning of the comments on her Instagram.

He's so handsome, it's a shame not to go to Hollywood.

They shook hands and were very polite to each other. Chloe winked without a trace, and the boy clearly saw it, but didn't react. This made her more and more interested in him.

The questions in the interview are much the same, past experiences and what happened this season. Things like the game against Manchester United, the first hat-trick, the Chelsea rumours and the desire for the national team. These questions went smoothly, but when talking about the head coach and the female assistant coach, his face became a little stiff, and his words were extremely official.

Chloe had a hard time guessing if he had a problem with them, or was there a complicated triangle as rumored? She's a smart woman, and it's better not to push people into a corner for the first interview. What's more, the boy in front of her has a bright future. is only nineteen years old, but whether it is conversation or temperament, it exudes a surprising maturity.

The nearly forty-minute interview ended quickly. The boy stood up and shook her hand again, and as he was about to take it back, Chloe took the boy's hand. She picked up the pen and wrote her number in the palm of his hand, saying nothing, just winking again.

Patrick didn't react the whole time, but the staff around him kept snickering. Later, when he went to the bathroom, he directly washed off the number on his hand, and his palms were red after rubbing it for a long time.

He came out of the bathroom and looked up to see Tina. She looked a little haggard, and she didn't know how she was feeling.

The two of them laughed, and there was nothing else to say. After staring at each other for a few seconds, Tina opened her mouth first: "Where are you going to go on vacation?"

"What about you?" he walked over, looking at Tina's eye bags, maybe she hadn't slept well last night.

"It's not decided yet, maybe I'll take a break at the European Championship and go to France. By the way, look at the players. Lu Ling shrugged his shoulders and smiled a little far-fetched. She was obviously angry with a boy, but she couldn't help but say hello to him.

Speaking of this, Lu Ling suddenly remembered that recently, the English media began to build a lot of momentum for Patter, and many reporters and celebrities supported him to enter the England national team to participate in the European Cup. But there is little precedent for England to call up players in the second tier, and manager Roy Hodgson has not been very inclined to give a 19-year-old boy a spot.

However, Arsenal's winger Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain is still uninjured at the moment, and perhaps Pate will be able to catch the last train. In fact, she felt that Pat should have been called up to the national team. Messi had already scored in the World Cup at the age of nineteen, and Wayne Rooney had already won the European Championship Silver Boot before he was nineteen. Of course, she didn't think it was useful, but Mr. Owl had to think about it.

"I didn't decide either. Patrick didn't know if he was going to play in the Euros, so he really didn't have a holiday.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the atmosphere was still a little awkward.

Lu Ling looked down at his watch, "I have to go back." ”

Patrick stopped talking, but finally just nodded, "OK."