When Mouris returned to Malaga, it was already nightfall.

Old Murice lived not far from here, and he rarely stayed here, but when Muris was at home, he would come back and prepare dinner for him.

The father is a chef, but the son doesn't know anything about cooking or anything like that.

In Muris's memory, the owner of this body used to cook only simple food, and he would not cook it without arousing any suspicion.

The military advisor has never been in the kitchen, not because any gentleman is far away from cooking, but since he was born, he has never done anything in this regard. Of course, survival skills in the wild are a must, he can grill fish and meat, and some other things that would sound terrible to others.

After coming here, the fat old man was so good at cooking, and the fastidious military advisor was used to eating his food, so he was even more reluctant to do it.

Muris got out of the car at the intersection and walked to the apartment alone. There are street lights on the road, but there are two street lights that are broken and not repaired in time, and the trail is a little dim.

Before he left, he told the elder Murice that he was going to visit a friend, so he didn't come today.

At first glance, the apartment was dark, and Muris stood on the path, thinking that someone in the family was really better.

Muurice is a quiet man, but he doesn't want to be alone. He wished there was someone in the apartment who would come and walk around and leave a light for him at night, and he liked it.

In the past, Muris was always surrounded by henchmen. They know his rules, and when he thinks about things, they move very lightly, and prepare everything he needs for him in advance. can also make a few jokes when he is in the mood.

Although Muris has become accustomed to living alone, at some point, he still feels too lonely.

And Muris also admits that he is a person who needs to be taken care of when it comes to life. He felt that he should learn some cooking skills, and he could not always count on the fat old man, but he was not at all interested in what was going on in the kitchen.

After walking a few steps, Muris, who had a keen eye, found himself sitting in front of his apartment. He buried his head and sat there motionless.

Muris noticed that the man was somewhat familiar, but he buried his head and could not see clearly for a moment.

Walking over, the purple hair on one end is very eye-catching.

If memory serves, he is supposed to be a member of the fallen angels. The purple-haired one, the one who spoke for him last time on the show.

That group usually acts together, why is he alone alone?

And so late, why did he show up with him?

"Hey, are you okay?" Muris reached out and nudged the man sitting on the ground.

The man just lay there, not moving.

Muurice stepped up his strength, "Wake up—"

"Hmm~" The man lying on his stomach sighed and slowly raised his head. He looked around first, and didn't seem to know why he was here. When he saw the person in front of him, he stopped moving.

Muurice frowned, it smelled of wine. Moreover, there are bruises on this delicate man's face.

Such a quiet and polite man will also fight with others?

"Muris?" Purple tries to stand up, only to find that his leg is numb. Some of his feet were unsteady, and when Muris saw this, he reached out a hand to help him stabilize his figure.

"Why are you here, your teammates?"

"They...... I don't know......" Purple just feels top-heavy, he's not good at drinking, but he's drinking too much these days.

"Give me their phone number and I'll have them pick you up." Muris pulled out his phone, and although he didn't know why Purple was here, he asked someone else to pick him up.

It's so late, and he's drunk like this, he can't leave him alone.

Purple shook his head, "I don't need them to pick me up, I'm ...... Come to you. ”

Looking for him? Muurice didn't think their personal relationship had reached the level of a door-to-door visit, and they appeared in front of him in such a face.

Muris began to double in front of Purple's eyes, spinning and turning in front of his eyes. He shook his head vigorously, stepped forward, and slammed into his shoulder with a thud under Murice's questioning gaze—

Muris found it a little difficult to deal with, and in the past, when dealing with drunkards, he just kicked him aside and let him sleep and it would be fine.

Anyway, people who practice martial arts, where to sleep, the next day will still be alive.

But the one in front of him, if he is left out of the door, it will be a problem.

"Muris, there's a saying I ...... I've been wanting to tell you. ”

The man on Muris's shoulder, who seemed to feel comfortable there, arched twice, and bothered himself to open his mouth with his head, which had begun to become delirious.

Muurice felt uncomfortable on his shoulders, but he was too drunk to stand on his feet, and he couldn't push him away. He's rummaging through his phone, looking for Jack Ray, who should have the phone number of the Fallen Angel. Even if he doesn't, the "Big Coffee is Coming" column group should also have it.

“…… Let's be together, Muris......"

Muris paused as he flipped through his phone, looking down at the purple head on his shoulder that was constantly close to him.

"What did you say?" It's better to tell him that he's misheard.

"I said, Muris, I'm really ...... I like you, I don't like you like me anymore......"

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Murice's voice was angry, albeit slightly, but the body of the man on his shoulder trembled, and he finally sensed that something was wrong.

He stepped back from Muris's shoulder, his face at a loss, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Only then did Muris realize that Purple's face was already flushed, and he looked like he was about to cry because of panic and embarrassment.

Seeing such a purple, the sternness on Muris's face faded by two points.

The person in front of him, no matter how mature he is, is still a teenager after all.

After a few glasses of wine, he will talk some nonsense, so why should he bother with him?

"Phone."

“a…… Yes? Purple's voice trembled a little because he was nervous.

"Your teammate's phone, tell me red, I'll ask him to pick you up."

Purple didn't dare to disobey Murice's words anymore, lowered his head, and reported it number by number.

But as soon as RED finishes work, it shuts down. He is a person who separates personal time from working time, and after leaving the company, no matter how important the work, he does not want to pay attention to it.

He's such a person.

His friend has his private mobile phone number. But at this time, Purple, a nervous reported the work number, of course, it was in a shutdown state.

"Yello."

Purple shook his head, "He often changes his phone number, I don't remember." ”

"Someone else's?"

“……”

"It's getting late, it's time for you to go home."

Purple looked up and glanced at Murice, "It's okay, I can go back on my own." So saying, he turned and walked out step by step.

Muris saw him stumbling and couldn't even see the road in front of him. He is still a star, what should he do if he meets someone with bad intentions like this?

Just when Muris was wondering whether to take over the trouble, Purple fell for granted. And this knock was not light, it hit him directly in the face.

In this entertainment industry where idol stars rely on their faces to eat, if there is really something wrong with this face, then things will come.

Purple tried a few times, but didn't get up.

Muris walked over and held out a hand.

"No, I can go back on my own."

"Obedient." Muris wasn't going to be like an alcoholic.

This sentence made Purple stunned. Even if the bump hurts, he still doesn't feel as nervous as everyone else to check if his face is okay, or if he cries out in pain.

He just looked at Murice, distracted by his words.

The person in front of him, where he could reach out and reach, but he was like a high mountain, he could only look up, not look at him.

Muris is not a young player who has just entered the professional league, and although he has not yet become a big star, Purple feels that the man in front of him is more arrogant than everyone else. The dignity and strength of the man in his bones, even if he was from a true aristocratic background, made him instinctively nervous.

It's just an "obedient", purple's little grievance vanished, and in Murice's calm eyes, he stretched out his hand and put it in Muris's palm.

With a single force, Muris pulled the man up. Help him to the door, let him stand against the wall, and enter the code to open the door.

Speaking of this small apartment, if anyone else knows about it, it will definitely feel very magical.

Because it's such a small place, many well-known people have visited. In addition to Kaka, Cristiano Ronaldo, Ramos, Messi and Little Flea, even the members of Europe's most popular idol group have also come here.

Purple came in, sat down on the couch and didn't speak again. On the one hand, the alcohol was strong, which made him a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, when he first came to Muris's house, he didn't even know what kind of person he was in private, and he was a little apprehensive.

Remembering what he had accidentally said before, Purple only felt embarrassed to death.

He didn't think he would do such a crazy thing, to say such a dangerous thing to a man who didn't know about it and had only met a few times technically......

He will be the laughing stock in his eyes.

He must have felt that he was sick like this.

But before he realized it, something came out of his mouth.

Because I thought about it so much, I didn't think about anything clearly, so I came here inexplicably.

He was ready to be disgusted by Muris, and in the future he would shrink into a turtle shell and try not to appear in front of him.

If that's the case.

When did things start to get out of his control?

As he sat there alone, Purple reflected on what had happened during that time.

He has always been careful to hide his feelings for Murice, unwilling to let others know his secret. But just half a month ago, something happened that made all the disguises that had taken him for so long been torn apart.

Half a month ago, the Fallen Angels World Tour ended, and after such a long period of exhaustion, the teammates proposed to relax.

He doesn't have a problem with it, although he doesn't like that kind of noisy occasions, but sometimes he goes in and out of here for work. Every time there is an activity in the company, the relaxation between teammates cannot be avoided.

Yello and Blue decide to split the winners and losers because of their bickering, and the losing side drinks. He was also assigned to his own camp by Yello and was placed on the yellow team by Yello, and Red was neutral and teamed up with Blue.

With Yello on the team, he is inwardly refused. Because blue is very good at playing games, it is even more difficult to punch him. Yello likes to be self-conscious, knowing that he is no match for Blue, and always likes to provoke him.

As a result, there was no suspense, it was Yello who kept drinking, and even he was poured a lot of wine by Yello.

He decided to find an excuse to leave, and if he stayed there any longer, he would be miserable by Yello.

Just as he was going to the bathroom, he bumped into a man.

I don't know if it was because I drank a little more or because that person was really similar to him, at that moment, he took him for him.

The man's face kept coming back, and he didn't refuse. He had been looking at the person in front of him, as if to confirm whether the person in front of him was the one he was silently thinking about in his heart.

Later, it turned out to be more than expected, and Red came over coldly and pulled him away. The worst thing is that that scene was filmed by reporters.

The next day, the news of his coming out was circulating throughout the Internet.

Red was angry that he hadn't protected himself and allowed himself to get into such a scandal.

He was just silent, pressed his chest, and didn't think of any consequences in his mind, and the face that resembled Muris still came to mind.

He was still secretly hoping that that person would be Muris.

If it were him, he would be willing to bear whatever the result, even if such a scandal broke out, he was still happy in his heart. It's a pity that he thought too much after all.

After the incident broke out, Red wanted to help him settle the matter.

He investigated the identity of the other party, the son of a wealthy man in the Middle East, who came to Spain to learn from other rich people to buy a football club to play.

That person's life style is very bad, in addition to beautiful female stars, even those good-looking men are his prey. A year ago, he was prosecuted for child molestation, and the case has since been closed.

Even though it was just a kiss, Purple was disgusted when he learned that the person was such a strange man.

He is a person with a strong habit of cleanliness, and he is reluctant to do intimate things for people he doesn't like.

The successive reports and the blow of disappointed hope made Purple's heart sink more and more. The most important thing is that some things, once the switch is touched, can no longer be disguised and forced.

He passed like this for half a month, and because □□ was detrimental to the image of the fallen angel, he temporarily withdrew from the team activities.

He was sorry for the brothers, each of whom had put a lot of effort into the group. They didn't come together because they wanted to be famous and make money, each of them came from a prominent family and just came together for a purely musical ideal.

He didn't want to overshadow everyone's dreams because of him. If necessary, he will opt out.

But RED didn't allow him to be so impulsive, the Fallen Angel has gone all the way to the present, and many things have happened, from the initial decline of everyone to the current popularity in Europe, every stop, leaving the footprints they fought for.

This matter will soon pass, and he will return to their camp.

Despite this, for the first time, Purple had the urge to really leave the entertainment industry.

As a public figure, your every move is always in the spotlight. In the past, he pursued his dreams, but now he only wants to pursue his life.

Red saw that he had the idea of quitting, and the two talked a lot.

It turned out that he had always known his thoughts, and he told himself not to be too naïve, it was impossible for Muris to be with him. Let's not talk about whether it is possible for Muris to like men, and even if he does, he may not like a teenager like Purple.

You know, there are many wonderful men around him, and if he really likes the same sex, he may have a goal long ago.

What's more, D doesn't think that Mouris, who has a promising future, would do such a stupid thing at this time.

Purple thought about the questions Red had said when he found out what he was thinking.

But he didn't want to just give up, and he told Red that as long as Murice really liked him, he would quit the professional world immediately. He can be the person behind him until he retires, even if he doesn't see the light, is not understood, and what kind of pressure he is subjected to.

Because the affection for Muris has surpassed everything.

Red was really surprised this time, Purple has always been a calm person, not acting impulsively like Yello and Blue.

But RED found that no matter how calm a person is, in the face of feelings, he will often moth to the fire. Even if you are burned all over your body, you must move forward bravely.

Muris, is it really worth purple's madness?

Red still thinks that his relationship is nothing more than a momentary infatuation, and when the impulse passes, the relationship will cool.

Many young people are like this, taking a momentary madness as a true love that will remain unchanged for a lifetime. When the two are together, and the passion is replaced by the bland, you will know that the two are not suitable.

But Red knew that others would do this, but Purple wouldn't. He was truly fascinated by the man named Muris, and was deeply immersed in the magic that Muris brought to others.

In fact, as long as you have watched Muris play, and seen him who is always calm and seems to be omnipotent, few people can not be moved.

It makes sense that this would happen to purple.

It's just that he didn't expect Purple to be able to do this for the sake of feelings, and even say such things as being the person behind Muris, and even give up his musical ideals.

Red knew that he couldn't convince Purple to let go of Murice, and he only asked him not to make impulsive decisions. Think clearly, carefully confirm each other's hearts, and don't give up all this stupidly.

Purple nodded in agreement.

It's easy to confirm your heart, but it's hard to confirm Muris's. Because Purple didn't even have the courage to walk to Muris alone, he was afraid that he would spit on him and be hated by him.

The wound on his face was left from when he was working with someone else. The man he had met at the bar recognized who he was, and when he saw him again, he was stuck like a piece of kraft candy.

Purple couldn't take it anymore and threw her fist at him.

One person hit three, Purple knocked down the three of them, and he hung up a little bit of color.

When I left the bar, Purple, who was in a state of extreme turmoil, somehow walked to a place where I knew it.

He knew where Muris lived, and he watched Muris running by the sea in his car more than once. There were many people around him, no one knew the Purple of the Fallen Angels, sitting in the car and watching the other -

Alcohol gave him courage, and as he sat outside Muris's apartment, he told himself that no matter what Muris thought, he must let him know how he felt today.

But imagination is one thing, and when he met Murice, Purple found that he had never known what to fear, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

One look at him made him dare not move.

Muurice changed into his lounge clothes and came out of the room, only to see Purple sitting on the couch, like a frightened bird, not daring to move under the fierce gaze of the eagle.

"Juice or water?" Muris seemed to have forgotten about the previous incident and asked Purple unusually.

Purple looked up and looked at Muris, who was dressed in soothing loungewear, a little stunned.

At this time, Muris seems to be a little softer than on the court. has a slender figure, obviously very young, but there is a calm, time-hardened maturity on his body.

It's just a scene like this, and Purple discovers that if he can keep it forever, he can pay any price.

But that sense of alienation and coldness is still clearly across the two people.

He couldn't help but think, what kind of person can walk into this person's life? Can he be warmed up like a normal person?

Purple didn't know that the feeling he had when he looked at Muris was the same when everyone else looked at him.

They usually like to wrap themselves perfectly, making it difficult for people to get close, just one glance, can make people lose the courage to pursue, knowing that they are people of two worlds.

"Water, plain water will do."

Muurice nodded, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for Purple, while he poured himself a cup of tea.

He has a habit of drinking tea, but he knows that many young people don't like tea.

As Purple sat and drank water, there was a slow movement in his legs.

As soon as he looked down, he saw a small floppy hedgehog crawling up his legs, looking at him and shaking his head.

Could this little hedgehog belong to Muris?

Unexpectedly, he would also raise these little things.

Purple didn't know what came to mind, and his first smile of the day appeared on his lips. Reach out and gently poke twice on the hedgehog's tiny thorn, then take it away again. And the little hedgehog felt his prank, and kept moving his little body, trying to escape his fingers. One accidentally rolled off his lap.

It was on all fours, no matter how hard it tried, seeing this, it didn't care that his little thorn would sting, so he turned it over and put it back on the couch.

"You're going to have better luck." Muris spoke.

“……”

"Sergio and Chris were all well received by it when they came over, except for Ricardo." Also sitting on the sofa, those two stupid people were pricked in the ass by the hedgehog. Some have suffered trauma on both buttocks more than once.

And Purple didn't look at it before he sat down, but he was intact, and there was such a thing as character.

Muris, having indeed forgotten that those two little things like to hide themselves in the couch, did not alert Purple.

"Yes." The three people in his mouth should be Ramos, Ronaldo, and Kaka, and he knows that they have a good relationship.

It's just that Purple was a little surprised to hear Muris call out the names of several people so familiarly.

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