On the New Year's Day, Benita's college was supposed to be on vacation, but the girl often went to the library to do her homework in order to prepare for the next school exchange activities. Fran appeared in front of her as always, pinching Benita's time to ride out, looking at the slippery ground just after the rain and the girl's reckless movements, he quickly gave her a pause gesture, "I'll drive you there, don't toss." Benita pouted but obediently pushed the bike back, and by the time she showed up with her bag on her back, Fran had already driven to the door.

"That's how I usually go to school!" Benita grumbled as she sat in the passenger seatbelt and fastened her seatbelt. Fran snorted and didn't open his mouth to poke this cheap and obedient guy, halfway through the journey, Benita reacted, "Then what should I do when I get home in the afternoon?"

"You call me half an hour early, and I'll pick you up. Fran stared straight ahead at the road without blinking, and Benita stuck out her tongue at him, "What if I decide to go home on the spur of the moment? Benita only felt that he was being unreasonable, grabbed his sleeve and shook it, only to find out that Fran actually came out wearing a dress shirt, "You have something to do in a while?"

Fran shook her head, letting her tug at her sleeve, "Where am I going? Benita was amused by him, and watched him drive the car to the Complutense University of Madrid with great skill, and her heart warmed, and she hurriedly looked out the window to hide some blush.

When he put Benita in front of the school building and saw that she was about to get out of the car, he remembered to take out a small kettle from the side of the car door and handed it to her, "You love beauty and dress less, how many times have you said that you don't listen, but why don't you drink more hot water when it cools down?" Benita took it and winked at him, "Mother-in-law and mother nagging." Fran watched her walk towards the library, turned off the car in the parking lot, and lifted her watch to figure out how she would spend the five or six hours if she was waiting for her here. Thinking about setting the car on fire again, I plan to drive to the football field to see, and if the college students want to train more, I might as well ask them to borrow clothes and kick them.

Ignoring the Collegludes University soccer team's collegiate training, a surprise from a famous local player in Madrid suddenly came, and when Fran took advantage of the shower here to wash off the stinky sweat and put on a neat and clean outfit, Benita's phone call finally came. Fran waved goodbye to the group of college students who he didn't know if he had Atletico Madrid fans, and saw that there was enough time to drive to the café near the school to buy a cup of hot cocoa.

When Benita and a few of her classmates came out of the library, it was already dark, and before Benita could tell her classmates that she would not go home with them, she saw the young man standing under the lit street lamp holding a cup of hot drink and exhaling white air. He was no longer a boy, looking at the ground with his eyebrows lowered as if he was thinking about something, for Benita, this man was like the warm sun shining into the floor-to-ceiling windows in winter, lazy, but gentle. It's so magical, just like his honey-colored eyes that should be really sweet in the open air, but they seem pure and gentle.

And this qiē, outsiders can't notice it at first glance.

Fran looked up at her at the sound of footsteps, and Benita saw his smile in the mist that couldn't tell if it was his breath or the hot drink. His hair sparkled in the light, strands of dark brown hair were soft on his forehead, and his honey-colored eyes were rare without any negativity, sweet like a love poem. It's not like the confident player on the pitch at the Bernabeu, it's that you see him and you can't think of anything other than laughing with him. Benita's classmates all know that Francisco Alvarez is Benita's childhood sweetheart, and they have seen it many times before, but it is still surprising that an already famous star appears to them like nothing has changed.

When Benita and a few people separated and ran over, Fran smiled and bent her eyebrows and stuffed the hot drink in her hand, looking at the dress she was wearing that was too short in this temperature, and carried her to the car very naturally. Benita gripped the hot cocoa in her hand and sneered, "Wouldn't it be nice if you just drove the car over?" Fran laughed after her, but looked down at her, "But then there's no chance to be handsome, dear." ”

Sitting in the warm car, Benita looked at the hot coco in her hand and sighed, "I'm losing weight, I'm losing weight!"

Fran turned on the warm air, and didn't look at her when he heard this, and said freely, "If you look ugly, I will take you to the café to sit down and drink a cup of coffee and look at each other, I will take you to visit the scenery, let me, the guy you call 'no taste buds', take you to taste all the food you want to eat, whether it is Western food or fast food, I don't feel at ease when you walk alone on the road at night, I still need to guard you home." He said and winked at Benita, not waiting for her to get angry at the 'you look ugly' premise, and added, "But you're so pretty." ”

His gaze was so sincere that he looked directly at the girl next to him, "But you are so beautiful - and you are going to Italy as an exchange student for four months." ”

Benita looked away unnaturally, and she wanted to change the subject, which she naturally couldn't do without as a student of theology at Complutense University, "We're talking about the Bible today. Fran, who had stopped the car because of the streetlight, hummed to indicate that she was listening, and Benita glanced at the time of the streetlight and reached out to move his cheek in her direction, "All weapons made to attack you will be destroyed, and all words that slander you in the trial will be condemned." Fran stared into her eyes with burning eyes, and Benita's heart beat like a drum, until the sound of the car horn behind him woke him up, and he quickly looked ahead and stepped on the accelerator.

In silence, Benita spoke slowly, "What's the matter, what do you want to say?"

"I don't have anything to talk about with you. He said softly, and Benita tilted her head to look at the smile on the corner of his mouth, not knowing what to remember, which made the girl who was still trying to flirt with her cheeks red.

"I don't have anything to talk to you about. Fran repeated it as if to encourage himself in his heart.

There was nothing left to talk about, only to fall in love - he swallowed it back.

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With the end of the winter break approaching, Real Madrid resumed training. The morning of the first day was mainly a post-holiday test and corresponding training, and in the afternoon, a ball training was arranged, allowing the players to quickly readjust their sense of the ball. Fran gained two pounds, but according to the medical team, she had gained strength, which was a good thing. Guti, who felt like this guy had been messing around with him during the holidays, looked at him in surprise, completely unaware of when this scheming boy took the time to exercise. As for Guti, who should gain muscle the most for the team, he has also gained more than two pounds, but he has grown meat, although he should also gain weight.

Ronaldo, who gained four pounds, once again became the object of □□, but looking at the posture of the Brazilian, it seems that it is worth it to be scolded after satisfying the appetite.

During his lunch break, Guti took a guitar from the trunk of his car and went into the lounge. Raul wondered how this guy could have carried the baby guitar into such a group of rough old men, and found that he was holding a different one, and naturally stuffed the guitar into Fran's arms, who was rubbing his stomach. In fact, a nutritious meal or something can be eaten with relish by Fran, a guy who has no taste buds. It's just that Fran, who was full, looked at the guitar in his arms and looked at Guti a little sluggishly, "No?"

"Nothing is not!" Guti slapped his face to attract everyone's attention for fear that the world would not be chaotic, and did not give Fran any room to maneuver, "Our Fran plans to play the piano with the girl on Valentine's Day to confess, everyone support it!" As soon as the words fell, the crowd who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement came over again and again, and kept clapping. Beckham, who had a low laugh, looked at the confused Fran and laughed again, and this time the smile seemed to be contagious, and even the others who were not squeezed into the encirclement laughed along.

Fran twitched the corners of his mouth while holding the guitar, he wanted to confess, and he didn't participate in a comedy performance, why are these people so happy now?

Casillas poked Fran next to him, "Look, if nothing else, you might have to rush to Italy to sing in front of such a group of Italians, that scene must be more exaggerated than now, right?

When the song, which Guti had forced to practice countless and countless times, sounded, Casillas, Guti and Raul got together. Looking at his friend who was teased by his teammates but continued to howl without stage fright, Casillas lowered his voice, "So what are his chances of success?"

Guti just wanted to say that even he was moved by such a hand, not to mention looking at Fran's confident appearance, what deviation could there be? Fran really liked the girl, but we didn't know what Benita thought. Looking at Guti, who seemed to want to refute, Raul continued, "That's right, these two people get along with each other intimately, and it's natural to be just one title, but things are really not as absolute as you think. ”

On January 4, Real Madrid played 1-0 at home to Murcia, and the first round of the league after the winter break was ushered in.