Ai Huan sat in front of the TV for a long time, he thought that watching Milan slide should be a very happy thing, but it turned out that there was no joy in his heart, only endless emptiness, and even a little bit of excitement, Milan shouldn't be like this, right?

At this time, the air in the room was a little oppressive, and the low tone made Ai Huan a little difficult to breathe, and he couldn't sit still, so he got up and walked out of the hotel. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info it had just rained outside, the street was empty again, there were few pedestrians, but the air was very fresh and comfortable, although it was already late at night, but Ai Huan still walked to a darker place without hesitation.

He didn't come to Milan to take Milan to the bottom of the valley, he wanted to take this team to the top before, even when he wanted to take revenge, he also wanted to get a championship trophy, but now how did he come to this situation? At this time, Ai Huan felt regret for the first time.

In the dark night, the surrounding is quiet, and the dim street lamps in the shadows seem to be a pair of hazy eyes, but they shoot out a cold light. Ai Huan suddenly remembered the crowd that used to cheer for him in the stands, are they looking at themselves with this kind of eyes and this kind of mentality?

They used to call themselves gods on the pitch, but now they see themselves as demons? Milan's situation is not his own fault, but now no one cares about it, they have now vented all their anger on their heads, they are a sinner themselves.

It was not difficult to leave Milan, he even thought of the most difficult situation, but at this moment he suddenly felt that everything he did was meaningless, could he really leave with his head held high? Even if he was in a new environment, could he really quickly integrate into it? Once the other party wanted to change something, would he still use this method to fight back against them?

I've heard Pierre say that many clubs have expressed interest in themselves, but after a few days, almost half of them have dropped, and most of them have flinched, not because they don't like their abilities, but no one wants to find a time bomb in their club.

"What's wrong with me? Why can't I control my emotions more and more?"

Just when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a melodious bell, which was very pleasant in the night, and Ai Huan unconsciously followed the sound.

At the end of the street there was a very inconspicuous little church, and there was no other building next to it, and it appeared on the street in a very bare manner. Ai Huan has been in Rome for a few days, and he can often see a large number of churches, but those churches are all splendid, and it is said that Europeans used all their gold to repair churches, but it is the first time to see such a simple and simple church, and I can't help but be a little curious.

Ai Huan walked up, only to find that although the church was simple but antique, the thick and hard wooden door was full of traces of time, and at this time the wooden door was open a crack, and there was a warm golden light shining through the gap on the mottled stone steps.

I don't know what kind of force drove it, Ai Huan actually pushed the door and walked in, at this time there happened to be a melodious singing sound inside, in the singing, Ai Huan slowly walked into the church, but he was stunned by everything in front of him.

The interior of this church is definitely not as simple as it looks from the outside, everything inside is exquisitely furnished, down to the smallest detail. The walls of the church are painted with a large number of exquisite murals, each of which is heartbreakingly beautiful, and even people like Ai Huan, who had no knowledge of art before, were stunned by what they saw.

He couldn't help but walk to the side of the mural and look at the pictures carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he felt, the more he felt that he couldn't extricate himself, as if he had stepped into the world of these paintings.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard an old and kind voice ringing in my ears: "Child, you can look at it, but please don't reach out and touch it, because these are all painted by Michelangelo, and they are too valuable." ”

Ai Huan was startled and immediately turned around, only to see an old man with a kind face and white hair standing in front of him, he was wearing a white silk robe, although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, but the smile on his face gave people a feeling of wanting to be close to him, it seemed that he should be the kind of old missionary who dealt with believers all year round.

"I'm sorry, I came in without permission. Ai Huan knew that there were many churches that had some rules, and even some of them were not allowed to enter, if what the old man said just now was true, then it meant that this was also a church with quite terrible historical value, and if it was not done well, it was the private property of the church, so his first thought was to apologize.

The old man still smiled, as if he didn't care about Ai Huan's intrusion at all, and even liked him a little, and the brilliance from his eyes made Ai Huan suddenly think of an idiom - like a spring breeze!

"Son, what are you entering the church for at this time?"

"I want to ask, I'm not a Catholic, am I qualified to enter here?" I don't know why Ai Huan suddenly asked such a sentence.

The old man laughed, "Of course, our father has always been loving, whether you believe him or not, he will smile and open his door." Let's sit down and talk, I'm old, I can't be as energetic as you young people, and I won't be able to stand for long. The old man smiled bitterly.

Ai Huan also laughed, and involuntarily sat opposite the old man. The old man also sat on a wooden chair casually, and it seemed that he had gone through the wind and rain and didn't know how many celebrities had sat there.

"Child, looking at you, you must be very confused, right?" the old man spoke, and his eyes gradually brightened, like a burst of bright lights.

"Father, I'm very confused, and the biggest question is that I don't know what I've done wrong, why did I come here with a beautiful dream, and end up like this?"

"What's so strange about it? With great power comes great responsibility, and if you have a lot of ability but are not willing to take on more responsibilities, there will naturally be more troubles. The fans regard you as a savior, and they have forgotten that you are only nineteen years old, and it is a time when you are confused by youth, and you still treat yourself as a child, and the gap between you is naturally terrifying. ”

Ai Huan was startled, and stood up suddenly, "Do you know me, who are you?" (To be continued.) )