Chapter 273

Juan looked at the man with a very complicated look.

Should he praise his sweetheart for not being carried away, do you still remember this stubble?

However, looking at Casillas's blazing eyes now, it is obvious that he wants to change the topic, although he is a little unwilling, but he still continues to follow the words according to the meaning of his sweetheart.

"Speaking of which, we are to blame for not being careful enough."

"Huh?" Casillas was stunned, didn't he mean to say that the female reporter, how did it suddenly become their self-reflection?

"yes, blame us for not being careful enough." Juan's expression became solemn. 'That game against Arsenal, do you remember?'

Casillas, of course, will not forget that time, when his heart was almost clenched in those two days...... At the same time, he also vowed that he would never experience such feelings again in the future.

"After that game, I was going to take on the football hooligans and lock them up one by one, but I didn't have access to them, so I wanted to go to their boss and talk to them."

As he spoke, Juan squeezed Casillas' hand - the other party had already clenched his fist, whether it was nervous or wanted to punch him, Juan would never want him to abuse himself like this.

"That's when the crazy Jane Smith appeared," Juan took a deep breath. "She's a journalist after all, and she's very good at catching clues, and neither of us at the time thought about how to hide it......"

"You're saying she knows about the two of us?!" Casillas exclaimed in a low voice.

Juan nodded, his expression very solemn: "She knows, this is also the reason why she kidnapped me......"

"Why, she's homophobic?" Casillas' expression turned ugly.

"If that's all it takes," Juan smiled wryly, "you know, she has an unusually crazy crush on me, and she's paranoid that if I've tasted women, I'll still like them......"

Casillas understood it perfectly, but it made him furious.

"Who gave her the confidence this way?!" The Spaniard was as angry as a little bull, Juan smiled bitterly and comforted him: "I'm fine, she really didn't have time to do anything to me, if you count it, it's still bad for me, and it will cost her ...... to go to jail"

At that time, he was indeed very embarrassed when he escaped, but thanks to his ability to protect himself, that is, he had two more strangulation marks on his hands, and then he actually completed his previous plan very calmly.

The next thing Casillas knew—Juan Díaz was back in front of the public, still with some ambiguous scars on his body, and he was silent in front of all the media.

At that time, everyone thought that he had suffered a huge psychological impact and suffered from a phobia of women, because Juan did not even give a word to female reporters after that......

Now that he thinks about it, Casillas understands.

It is true that there is part of the cause of female phobia, but most of it may be that this person himself has some guilt in his heart?

The thought of his guilt for his kidnappers made Casillas feel like his heart was on fire.

This is a joke, right?!

"She deserves to go to jail! Don't think about anything else, it's risky to do it at the time, but I can understand it, except for the guilt of Smith! ”

Casillas grabbed his arm and looked very serious: "You have been particularly soft on women since before, but that shouldn't include those who hurt you, no matter what their excuse is!" ”

After a pause, he sighed: "You said that you are usually such a clever person, how can you not turn a corner in this kind of thing?" ”

Juan finally couldn't help but cough lightly: "...... Do you seem to be extraordinarily justified today? ”

"Of course I'm right, people I've liked for eleven years have liked me for thirteen years, what else do I have to lose?" Casillas laughed happily, Juan was stunned for a moment, and finally could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "I knew that this matter should be hidden from you." ”

Casillas raised his eyebrows: "What did you just say?" ”

Juan immediately shook his head: "I mean I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner!" ”

The little Spanish doorman nodded with satisfaction: "Let's talk about something else, you have given me enough surprises and frightens tonight." ”

"Since that's enough, do you need time to digest it a bit?" The two most important things have been said and done, Juan's expression relaxed, and he couldn't help but laugh again. "I didn't know you were so receptive."

“…… Juan Díaz, do you want to fight? Casillas' voice was low.

Juan raised his eyebrows, this is the love and kill drama they often played in their adolescence, and the exit of Casillas's words generally represents the outbreak of a war on both sides.

Again, this time, before he could answer, Casillas had already pounced on them, and the two of them were rolling on the bed, almost falling off the edge, but Juan turned the tide and stabilized their bodies.

He couldn't help but gasp, then raised his head, quite weak: "Do you want Mount Tai to crush me?" ”

Casillas, who was lying on top of him, was also panting, but he was already ready to get up, and after hearing Juan's words, he immediately lay down again, and deliberately pressed twice, Juan snorted, narrowed his eyes, and immediately turned over again.

Casillas, who had long been guarding against him, immediately hugged him tightly, and suddenly, the two of them rolled out of bed together, fortunately there was a soft carpet under the bed, otherwise it would be enough to make two people fall down after such a heavy load.

Even with the carpet underneath, the expressions of the two people were not very good-looking, obviously, it still hurt a little to hit the ground, but the two men looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

No matter how mature their mental age is, the two of them are only twenty-four or five-year-old young people now, and the atmosphere in football is much cleaner than that of the outside society, and the two of them can still maintain their innocence.

"Alright, don't make a fuss...... Tell me what the last one hasn't told me yet, and I'll sentence you as appropriate. Casillas smiled and nudged Juan, who glanced lazily at him and rolled over and sat up.

"I told you a total of two things just now, the first thing was that at the beginning, it was not you who liked me first, but I liked you first."

Casillas blushed and nodded.

"Actually, the big guys, they should be aware of it......" Juan tilted his head and thought for a moment, and finally shook his head, "But I'm not sure, I've never confirmed it to them." "One

"The second thing is Jane Smith, I used her actions to get rid of those football hooligans and send them to jail, but I accidentally hurt her...... I know you want to say she doesn't deserve sympathy, but do you think she would have caught me so easily without my cooperation? ”

"......" Casillas pursed his lips, the blood on his face slowly fading.

"In all accounts, I can take advantage of him, so I'm going to give preference to Deportivo when I train journalists...... But I will never meet her. Juan said as he observed the face of his sweetheart in front of him, and when he noticed that his expression had become bad, he hurriedly added the last sentence, which could be regarded as making Casillas cloudy again.

"As for the one I haven't said yet, I've mentioned it to you before......" Juan hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, "About Fernando." ”

It was a matter of human life, and Casillas's expression became serious.

Juan took a deep breath and was about to say something when Casillas suddenly stopped him.

“？”

The Spaniard took a deep breath, and in the face of his sweetheart's puzzled expression, he said with a calm face: "I used to wonder who is most like the big guy. ”

Juan was stunned, the topic changed too quickly, and he couldn't catch up: "You mean...... Redondo? ”

"Yes." Casillas nodded. "I used to think it was my delusion, but now I'm sure you're definitely the one who most resembles Redondo."

Juan was stunned: "I know, I am the most similar to him in terms of playing style." ”

"It's not just the style of the game, it's the character and the way you deal ......with people," Casillas took a deep breath, knowing that what he was going to say was subversive, and he hadn't even thought he would have such crazy thoughts before this moment.

Are Juan Díaz and Fernando Redondo similar in personality?

I'm afraid that only those who have been deceived by the appearance of the two of them will feel this way—they are both the same upright, the same cold, the same style of ball, the same rejection of people thousands of miles away.

But after getting acquainted with it, Juan's little devil personality can't be hidden at all, and Redondo himself is even more directly hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, this contrast is only known to those who are familiar with it.

It's just that Casillas, after thinking about it for a while, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

- Although these two people are indeed true in front of familiar people, they still have a little similarity in their own affairs.

Bigotry.

This is also known as easy to drill the tip of the horns.

In Eastern terms, it is the kind of two generations that are gods, heaven and earth.

It is precisely because of the realization that Juan has such a character that Casillas will not think about Smith's future at all. 166 Reading Network