The audience slowly dispersed, but they still hugged each other in their original posture. Ming Ling and Su Jingkang glanced at each other, and then quietly left.

"Shall you go take a shower? I'll be waiting for you in the players' tunnel. Su Qingjia rubbed his chest.

"Okay." Carlos said.

"Shall I go back to your house today?" Su Qingjia asked again.

"Okay."

"Are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll make you something to eat. ”

"Okay."

……

Carlos put her down and took her hand and walked across the huge pitch, the crowd had dispersed, the shadows disappeared from the strong spotlights, they walked very slowly, and the Camp Nou was covered with the finest turf, which was soft to step on.

Walking outside the locker room, Su Qingjia waved at him and let him in, while he was waiting for him outside.

Carlos kissed her forehead.

She turned on her phone and looked at the new text message, which was sent by Su Jingkang, asking her to take Carlos home for dinner tomorrow.

"You're such a pretty girl." It was Rijkaard's voice, a little heavy, but still trying his best to show that he was relaxed, this beautiful girl still shining brightly in the corner, and her body seemed to have a lustrous luster, like pearls and jade.

Su Qingjia raised her head and smiled, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"Now there's a circle of reporters outside, and they're all waiting for Carlos to show up." The coach said nonefactorily.

Su Qingjia listened carefully.

"He just beat up a journalist outside the stadium a few days ago, and now he's beating players on the pitch, it's going to be hard to manage, and just now Manchester City has said that Carlos has to apologize to their players." The coach stated lightly, "Bella, are you afraid?" ”

"But even if you apologize, it won't work, will it?" Su Qingjia replied, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Why be afraid? Afraid that Carlos is violent? Afraid he's not in his right mind? Or are you afraid that the reporter will drag me into the water? ”

The coach suddenly laughed, "You're right. ”

"Carlos has never been an irritable person, he is very well-behaved and has a good temper, and I believe he must have done it for a reason." She took out a lollipop from her bag and handed it to the coach, "Even if there is no reason, I support him." ”

The coach unpacked the package and put the lollipop in his mouth, "You are a beautiful girl, many people will like you, but no one will love you like Carlos." ”

"yes, I know." Su Qingjia also dismantled a lollipop.

"I may not be able to see you all in the future, if I get married, will you give me an invitation?" Rijkaard looked at the closed locker room door and asked in a vague manner.

Su Qingjia raised his head and looked at the coach who was still in his prime, his forehead seemed to have traces of the ruthless crushing of the years, he was saying goodbye to her, saying goodbye to the player he valued the most, in this way.

She suddenly wanted to cry, blinked vigorously, and then nodded: "You want to make a new photo album for us as a gift." ”

Rijkaard laughed in response, and left the aisle with a lollipop in his mouth.

His figure grew smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the lighted exit, and she remembered the photo album she had received from the rough-looking coach on her birthday. His handwriting is not good-looking, but his affection is genuine.

He wrote "The Story of Soccer and the Girl - A Gift from Frank Rijkaard"

He also wrote - "Love is blind, so please be each other's eyes." ”

He asks her for an invitation, hoping that she will not leave the boy.

She was happy for the boy.

After so many difficult years, someone treated him gently.

Someone hugged her behind her, and Carlos rubbed around her neck, "Let's go, my car is in the garage." ”

Outside the stadium, a large group of reporters blocked the outside, and the strong flashing lights and miscellaneous questions made the silence outside the stadium chaotic.

"Carlos, what's the reason you're hitting people on the pitch?"

"Carlos, what do you think of Barca's next game?"

"Carlos, Manchester City is asking you to apologize, will you apologize?"

There are also more unkind, "Carlos, you have lost control of your relationship twice this month, is it true that you have psychological problems as the report said?" ”

Seeing that Carlos didn't speak, the reporter directly poked the microphone under Su Qingjia's mouth, "Bella, it is rumored that you will break up, is this true?" ”

Su Qingjia's chin was poked hard in the push, and the inside of her lips was a little torn, Carlos took off his coat and hugged her into his arms, protected her tightly with his body, and took a microphone nearby and said: "Now I won't answer any questions, I will send you a lawyer's letter to a few people who just injured my girlfriend." ”

Su Qingjia was put on the co-pilot by him, and then opened the door on the other side, and just as he was about to get into the car, a fan wearing a red and blue jersey ran over, and he threw his jersey at Carlos, No. 23.

"You're a genius, but not a good player." The fan gestured at him with the middle finger and left in resentment.

It was his jersey, the affirmation he had received after years of struggle at FC Barcelona, where fans had frantically demanded an autographed shirt from him, but now it was thrown to the ground in disgust, with a lot of dust in the garage, and he saw his name swallowed up in an instant.

Carlos gently picked it up, then gently dusted off the black mark on it, glancing in the direction the fans were leaving, and finally gently closed the door.

He was calm in the driver's seat, but Su Qingjia knew how heartbroken he was.

Carlos drove the car, his eyes darkening under the flickering lights, like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

Su Qingjia took the jersey from his knee, and then held his hand, a steady stream of heat came, her eyes were gentle, and her voice was gentle: "I will be your fan forever." ”

She smiled at him and slowly leaned on his knees, her side face unbelievably beautiful, her fragile neck exposed to his eyes, like a devout believer, showing her submission.

Carlos didn't speak, putting his hand to her cheek.

The car gradually drove into the miasma of the night, he did not turn on the lights, and the faint blue moon hung on the sky.

There were few vehicles in the villa area, and he suddenly spoke cautiously.

"What would you do if, I mean, if our children inherit my disease?" Carlos drove slowly, staring ahead the whole time.

Su Qingjia seemed to know the reason for his overreaction on the court, she left his lap, took out a lollipop from her bag and handed it to his mouth, and then said with a smile: "Then he will definitely find his Bella." "So I don't regret it, and I'm not afraid to be with you.

Carlos stopped the car abruptly, grabbed her hand holding the lollipop, and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

Her eyes were as bright as stars, and they filled his figure with brilliance.

He kissed and kissed, and smashed his lips twice, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of the lollipop, Su Qingjia took advantage of him to let go a little, and stuffed the lollipop into his mouth: "If you want to eat it, eat this, it's all swollen." ”

Carlos held the lollipop in his mouth and hurriedly turned on the light to look at her: "Is it swollen?" Bella, let me see? Bella, I didn't mean to, just too good...... Hmmm......"

Su Qingjia hurriedly covered his mouth and glared at him without any deterrence: "Drive." ”

The little golden retriever nodded repeatedly, but was not relieved, and glanced at her delicate white chin from time to time.

Su Qingjia was itchy by him, and couldn't help but pout.

Her boy, how can he be so cute└(^o^)┘

She crossed the flow of years, crossed the barriers of geography, crossed the destiny of fate, and finally was with him, with this boy who only loved her. No more suffering can separate them.

Even if the snow evaporates from the top of the Pyrenees, even if the Gold Coast collapses, even if the Sagrada Familia collapses overnight, she believes that the boy will still protect her in his arms.

Not every Su Qingjia can cross 100 billion possibilities and find their own Carlos.

In the second half of the night, the moon is shrouded in mist, and the clouds seem to bloom brilliantly in the deep blue of the night.

Carlos slept peacefully, he held Su Qingjia firmly, and it seemed to be a grand wedding in his dream.

Bella said to him, "I love you, so I do." ”

She never said "I love you" to him, and he laughed out loud when he heard it in his dreams.

Su Qingjia opened his eyes and looked at him, his silhouette showed a youthful cleanliness in the deep sleep, in fact, he was only twenty years old, in China, most twenty-year-old boys live under the protection of their parents and are raised in honey pots, but he is different, life has made him enter the adult world prematurely, and he is forced to shoulder responsibilities far beyond his age.

His appearance on the pitch is often forgotten, and he is only twenty years old.

"Bella, I love you too." Carlos smiled and suddenly spoke, and Su Qingjia took a few closer glances to know that he was talking in his sleep.

"Big fool." Su Qingjia couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and moved a little more in front of him, making him hug himself tighter.

*

Su Jingkang and Mingling didn't ask about the events of that night, Carlos was worried for a long time on the way to Su's house, but when he arrived at Su's house, he found that his future father-in-law was actually kind to him.

The little golden retriever scratched her hair and looked at the girl with a little fright and surprise in her eyes.

"Ahem, I'm calling you to come here, that's what your aunt and I think." Su Jingkang was wearing a black suit, he was on vacation today, but for the sake of his baby daughter, he had to dress up seriously, "I can also watch you grow up, and we can still trust your character and character, since you guys, cough cough, together, let's get engaged first." ”

The little golden retriever's eyes lit up all of a sudden, like hundreds of thousands of light bulbs, and he couldn't wait for a few more light bulbs to pop out of his head.

Su Qingjia was also stunned by the sudden change of the diplomat, and Ming Ling smiled without saying a word.

"Although my daughter has a somewhat squeamish personality, she is beautiful and talented, and she is not engaged to tie you up, but to have a serious name. What do you think? Su Jingkang said with a glance.

"Mm-hmm, good." The little golden retriever nodded like a chick pecking rice, he never knew that hell and heaven were so close to each other, it was like pie in the sky, he actually, actually, God, he couldn't breathe, Bella was going to be engaged to him!!

Su Jingkang continued, "...... If something goes wrong with your relationship in the future, I'll ...... too."

The little golden retriever was completely stupid, nodding his head no matter what he said, and his smiling face was almost to the back of his head.

"Oh!" Carlos's head was smashed, and he recovered a little from his great joy with some pain, it was Su Qingjia who threw a big apple at him.

The little golden retriever glanced at his future father-in-law a little coercively, and then remembered that he had just said "break up", he immediately shook his head in Su Jingkang's murderous eyes, and couldn't help but lower his head and snicker.

Su Jingkang only felt that this stupid big man was really stupid and hopeless, and suddenly caught a chicken for the IQ of the younger generations of his old Su family, he sped up the second half of the sentence with a straight face, and finally concluded earnestly: "I don't want to be a grandfather so early, Su Luoyi, do you understand?" ”

Su Luoyi blinked her blue-gray eyes and nodded timidly.