The rain has not stopped, and the Camp Nou has shown a century of turmoil in the wind and rain.

The boss bowed reverently to the South Stand - because of his error in judgment and did not even replace his players, for all these reasons, Barcelona were defeated and the national derby was discredited. The captain knelt on the turf and did not get up, and the rain hit his back, muffling his voice.

But everyone could see that the world footballer of the year was crying.

Three to zero.

They had never seen such a tragic result in such a big match, and for a full 90 minutes of the game, Barcelona repeatedly lost, and when the team clearly had the advantage, they handed away the victory.

Some fans shouted: "Carlos get out of Barcelona!" Unexpectedly, the audience was supportive, and the scene fell into chaos and struggle.

Carlos sat on the bench and looked at the bright red numbers on the big screen stupidly, he was wrapped in a black coat, and sat so quietly like a fragile piece of porcelain.

Back in the locker room, no one spoke, and the silent house was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.

Rijkaard barely held up a smile and walked around for a moment as the reporter walked in.

The floor was still a little slippery, and the team members were wiping their hair and packing their bags.

The coach knocked on the door, his eyes were heavy and tired: "If you don't want to believe it, you have to believe it, we lost this game, this game, we are all responsible, I will find an opportunity to review with everyone and the board." It's been too long since they've tasted defeat, and Barcelona are too proud. "Pride to underestimate the enemy, pride to failure. The slogan on the rostrum was flashing, but they did not live up to the spirit of "more than one club".

The coach turned around and was about to leave, but he stopped again and said hoarsely, "There is still ...... Carlos...... Never mind. The coach sighed again, and finally left without finishing his sentence.

Carlos sat on the ground and looked at the blue and white sneakers, as if he didn't realize it.

The lights rattled whitely on the stagnant water on the ground, and no one came to speak to him.

When Shen Ke found him, the other players had already left, and he was trying to curl himself up in his coat, his bones trembling from tension.

"Let's go, don't do that." Shen Ke took out the towel from his cupboard, "Carlos, let's go home." ”

Carlos still turned a deaf ear, Shen Ke touched his cold pitiful, he deliberately stood up and said angrily: "Bella is on the way, if you are going to stay here, if Bella comes back, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Carlos lifted him up and shook him back and forth by the neck: "You said Bella is back, where is she, how long has she been back?" You say, you say! ”

It was the first time Shen Ke had seen Carlos who was out of control like this, his throat was stuck, the boy in front of him was pale and his eyes were gray, and he felt the force on his neck increasing little by little, "You...... Ahem...... Let go of me, Carlos...... I'm speechless right now, cough... Ahem..."

Carlos seemed to be frightened, he quickly withdrew his hand, hid behind his back, and said in a slurred voice: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to, I just ......" He kept backing until he stuck to the wall, and he felt a little relieved.

The safe distance between people and strangers is 1.22 meters, and he is two meters away from Shen Ke.

His eyes were fixed on the door, he did not look directly at Shen Ke, and his words were blurred. Shen Ke woke up from his overreaction just now, and he finally knew why Bella had repeatedly reminded him to calm Carlos down. In his impression, the little golden retriever had always been shy and harmless, but he never thought that he would one day turn into an angry beast, no, not like an angry beast, but more like a young beast that was afraid to seek a qiē strength to protect him.

Shen Ke took a step forward, but saw Carlos nervously putting his hands in a defensive posture, so he had to quietly retreat and shout at him, "It's okay, you don't have to be nervous." Carlos, Bella asked me to call you to pick her up, she's coming back tonight, are you going to come with me? ”

Hearing the word "Bella", Carlos lowered his hand and nodded: "I'm going to call her." His mobile phone was still in Shen Ke's hand.

Shen Ke gave him his mobile phone, "Bella should still be on the plane now, let's go out first, and we'll talk about it later, okay?" As a clever and eloquent lawyer, Shen Ke used full patience to persuade him.

After talking for five minutes, Carlos put the phone back in his pocket, saying that he would not let Shen Ke touch it, Shen Ke wanted to remove a lollipop for him, but Carlos glared and shook his head.

It was already past eleven o'clock when they came out of the stadium, and Shen Ke borrowed an umbrella from the staff, but the rain was still raining.

A group of reporters who wanted to grab the headlines still stood firm outside, and when they saw the two people coming out, it was like mosquitoes seeing blood, swarming up, surrounding them from front to back, left and right, and the flash "clicked" to burn people.

Shen Ke tried his best to protect the boy behind him, but the reporter almost didn't push him to the ground.

The microphone and camera were aimed at Carlos like □□ cannons.

"Carlos, is there anything you would like to say about this competition?"

"Carlos, the coach replaced you in the second half, do you have any complaints? The audience has expressed their dissatisfaction with you, what will you do? ”

"What is causing you to be in a trance? Are you taking drugs? ”

“……”

The reporter asked questions, and even the slightest reaction from him was enough to make several headlines in the newspaper.

But Carlos still didn't say anything, Shen Ke squeezed in and pushed the reporter away, and said, "Let's let go, let one go, now Carlos has an urgent matter, please cooperate, okay?" I promise that a press conference will be held at the right time to explain today's events. ”

Hearing the agent's assurance, some reporters slowly retreated, but some still continued to ask questions without giving up and refused to let go.

The tall white man standing in the outermost layer spoke sharply, "Carlos, is it because of the news from The Sun that your girlfriend is disappointed in you and caused your mistakes?" Please answer my question head-on. ”

He was a reporter for The Sun, and Shen Ke remembered him.

The surroundings seemed to fall silent, the rain was dripping, Carlos looked up at the white man, and just when the reporter thought he was going to answer, Carlos vigorously pushed the person in front of him, slammed the camera next to the white reporter to the ground, and then punched the reporter twice.

As soon as the white reporter lay down in the pool with blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, Carlos took a step closer to him, and he cowered back timidly.

"I don't want to answer your question." Carlos looked at him condescendingly.

There seemed to be dark clouds rolling in the gray eyes, and the reporters were all silent, not daring to move.

Shen Ke ran to Carlos again to protect him, bowed to the reporters around him and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Carlos is not in a very good mood today, we will pay for today's loss and apologize to the injured at the press conference." Sorry, please let us go. Shen Ke felt the suppressed anger and heavy gasp of the boy behind him, he didn't want to see this group of stupid reporters now, but there was no way, the apology on the surface still had to be completed, but he also knew in his heart that no matter what happened today, Carlos beating people had become a fact, so many people were watching at the scene, it was almost impossible to keep his mouth shut, and his first priority now was to stabilize Carlos's love and take him out of here.

No one dared to pull the hapless reporters of The Sun, and they all stepped back to make a way. On the one hand, they are glad that they are not the ones who are seriously injured, and on the other hand, they are thinking that such heavy news can definitely boost the sales of the newspaper.

Shen Ke squatted down and handed the business card to the white reporter, "We will reimburse a qiē fee, this is my phone." With that, he picked up the umbrella on the ground again, whispered something in Carlos' ear, and led him away.

"Let's go back and change our clothes before we go to the airport." Shen Ke slapped the steering wheel and discussed, "Bella will not be at the airport for a few hours." ”

The lights were on in the carriage, which Carlos insisted on, and he curled up in the corner of the back seat, scribbling his finger on the window.

"No, I'm going to wait for Bella." Carlos replied.

Shen Ke was afraid that he would lose control again, so he didn't dare to ask any more, and threw the water on the back seat, "Drink some water, hungry or not, I still have bread here." ”

"I'm going to wait for Bella."

Hearing his stubborn answer, Shen Ke sighed and drove to the airport.

The airport was a little deserted late at night, and Carlos had been sitting under the big screen watching the flight information. The LED screen flickered and shimmered, and there were a few over and over again.

The journey from Charles de Gaulle Airport to Amprat is one hour, and today there is rain and the flight is delayed by half an hour.

Like a soulless puppet, Carlos sat motionless, his hair disheveled and blood oozing from the wounds he had simply treated after the fall.

Shen Ke saw that his mouth was moving slightly, and after observing for a long time, he realized that he was counting.

Count second by second, thirty-eight minutes from now, two thousand two hundred and eighty seconds.

Shen Ke shook his head and sat next to him and waited with him.

They have known each other for many years, and the picture he sees the most is a boy smiling shyly and talking to a girl, like the Mediterranean sun, warm and reserved, and his bright eyes are full of the girl's sweet smile.

Carlos has always been strong, and in every way, even when Bella told him that he was going to America, he was not as vulnerable as he is now.

He remembered that these days, Carlos suddenly paid attention to the "Sun", and he had an answer in his heart.

Shen Ke buried his face in his hands, he suddenly didn't know how he was going to deal with this matter, and unprecedented confusion also enveloped him.

A red light flashed on the glass ceiling, and the pick-up prompt began to sound.

Carlos got up from his seat and ran to the guardrail. He was halfway through the run, and suddenly turned back, pulling at his hair at the reflective window.

In an instant, such a familiar action made Shen Ke slightly relieved.

Maybe the boy in front of him is sick, but Bella is his medicine.

He is still saved.

When she got off the plane, Su Qingjia was drenched in some rain, the crowd was a little crowded, she was drilling inside, and kept saying "I'm sorry, please let me go", and the people around her held umbrellas and watched this beautiful but wolf girl trying to get through the crowd, and the rain flowed down her black hair.

In a short distance, she seemed to have walked for a long time, using all her strength.

For a short distance, Carlos seemed to have waited for a long time, using all his courage.

The girl's eyes were a little red, and her face was as white as a piece of paper, and she stood at the exit, and the crowd passed her.

Carlos looked at her steadily, he counted forty-five minutes, a full two thousand seven hundred seconds, and he could hear the "rustle" of the hourglass in his heart.

The hourglass is getting less and less, as if to tell him that the girl will not appear again.

But she braved the rain to walk in front of him.

He had a thousand words to say, but now he couldn't say anything.