Carlos's surname is Ruvio, due to his autism, and the incomplete file of the year, Carlos's parents' surnames can no longer be found, Mother Rosa only knows that this cute little golden retriever calls herself Carlos, so she gave her surname to this little boy.

Generally, Spaniards have three names, the first is the first name, the middle is the surname, and the last is the mother's surname, Carlos has only two, and Sister Rosa gave him her father's surname.

This short Spanish name attracted her attention, and Su Qingjia still read the report carefully.

At that time, she was in a very ordinary mood, and in that era of information explosion, such a piece of news did not bring her much feeling.

But fate is sometimes so magical, he sends a person who has nothing to do with you in front of you, you can't imagine that in the choice of different crossroads, the world will really go to a different side.

The black-and-white newspaper news jumped into her mind, and the lead words came to life one by one, circling around her.

Su Qingjia sat in the stands of La Masia.

The headline of that story was - The Fall of Genius.

Su Qingjia had never hated his memory like this for a moment.

She had guessed many possibilities in Carlos's previous life, but only one was missing-

Carlos was dead long ago, and no one would remember a dead genius before he could shine.

In her previous life, without her presence, this outstanding but withdrawn blonde boy was introduced by a scout, but still entered the La Masia academy, where Carlos spent his teenage years on artificial turf, and he still performed well, but his character flaws were revealed day by day.

Lexage found a lot of psychiatrists for him, but the mutilation of low-risk depression made him extremely autistic and reluctant to communicate with anyone.

Harvard psychologists teamed up to conduct their dream study with Carlos as the subject.

With the best psychologists in his hands, Carlos' condition has made a breakthrough, and his low-risk depression seems to have been resolved, and he is back on the pitch with a red and blue jersey.

His outstanding ball intelligence and skill set him off as a talent for the club, with brilliance even surpassing the older Messi.

At the age of sixteen, he won the National Youth League for Barcelona.

It was in this year that he ushered in the first □□ and the first low point of his career at the same time.

With the media fever, his condition was turned over, and psychologists proudly announced to reporters that it was they who brought a genius to the world.

The criticism of black fans, the criticism of the media, and the strange eyes of everyone made Carlos's condition worsen again.

The blonde teenager committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills the night before signing his first professional contract, at the age of sixteen.

A splendid life that never bloomed again.

His blue-gray eyes closed forever.

The report Su Qingjia saw detailing the teenager's life and refuted social media as their malice for the prime-rising player's premature demise.

As time passed, a new generation replaced the old, and no one ever spoke of the genius who had also shaped the legend in the green field, and the media consciously avoided reporting about him.

Carlos's traces of zài are erased so lightly, as if using an eraser to erase a mistake, simple and effective.

His only stunning match on the pitch became a masterpiece of his life, but it was never remembered by many.

The night is as cool as water, and the deep blue night is dotted with stars.

Su Qingjia fell into deep thought, and she didn't react until Carlos sat down next to her and called her name.

"Bella, have you been waiting for a long time?" Carlos smelled, "It was the coach who didn't let me go, I didn't mean to keep you waiting, you see, I ran out while they weren't looking." ”

Su Qingjia shook his head, the corners of his mouth raised, and looked at the boy who was anxiously explaining.

Although in the stadium, his face was clearly captured by the camera on the huge TV screen, but such a close look made Su Qingjia feel a little real.

A few months passed, and the boy had grown a little taller, and the aroma of the bath had just come to a close.

"Bella, don't be angry, I promise, I will ......" Carlos looked at Su Qingjia, who didn't speak.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingjia interrupted him, craned his neck and said, "Why did you come out dressed like this?" ”

The boy wore a white shirt and jeans, like a handsome vampire in the night, but it was still winter, huh?

Carlos scratched his hair, a little embarrassed, and said, "That's ...... Don't you like it? Two little red clouds flew up.

Looking at this stupid big man who shook his ears, Su Qingjia was so teased by him, the worries in his heart slowly dispersed, and he said angrily: "I like to be able to eat, it's still a little cold now, do you want to catch a cold if you wear so little?" Be careful that the coach lets you recuperate. ”

Looking at the girl who cared about him with her nose, Carlos's heart melted and he grinned, "It's okay, Bella, I'm fine, don't be afraid, really." ”

"I know that I will be a hero, and I will look good when I come." Su Qingjia stood up and pushed the stupid big man, "Hurry up, go change your clothes, or add a coat." ”

Carlos clasped his hands to his chest, and had a sense of déjà vu for the little daughter-in-law who swore to defend her chastity, "No, no change, Bella, I'm really fine." ”

"That's how you like white shirts?" Su Qingjia couldn't push him, a little puzzled, since the last time he went to the United States, he was wearing a white shirt, but-

She took a closer look at the dress and said, "Carlos, you can't have bought a lot of the same white shirts, do you?" "It's exactly the same as the one she saw in the United States.

At this time, Carlos squirmed even more, he scratched his hair, his ears trembled like a sieve, and he had a smile on his face, and in Su Qingjia's puzzled gaze, he said, "This ...... That's what I wore when I went to see you, you...... At that time, I still had tears left on my clothes. ”

Carlos's voice was small, and as he spoke, he glanced at her with his eyes, his eyelashes fanning rapidly.

Looking at Carlos with a snickering face, Su Qingjia stroked his forehead, and finally sighed, remembering that Oleg had told her that Carlos sometimes didn't like to wash dimples, and then asked, "After you came back, have you washed it?" ”

The little golden retriever blushed and shook his head.

Su Qingjia: ...... I knew it was so.

Of course, Su Qingjia naturally didn't know that Carlos had licked the tears she shed on her clothes, and if she knew, Su Qingjia might be forced directly. But now, she is also very deceived.

But outside of the coercion, there is an indescribable sweetness in my heart, and the April nights seem to be warm.

A faint feeling of warmth crept between the two.

Carlos pinched the corner of his clothes, moved his ass a little, and cried out, "Bella...... Today, I, do you still like the gift I gave you? ”

Su Qingjia sat down and frowned, "What gift?" Immediately, I remembered Carlos's gesture of running to the stands at the end and said, "The three goals you scored?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Carlos nodded wildly and said, "Bella, I missed your three birthdays, and I don't know what kind of bracelet you like now, so I took it upon myself to send you three goals, Bella, do you like it?" ”

The little golden retriever lowered his head sideways, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, his blue-gray eyes shone with a gentle light, and from Su Qingjia's point of view, the curvature of his side face was perfect.

"Bella, in the future, every goal I scored will be given to you, okay?" Thinking of something, Carlos added, "I'll buy you the bracelet you like, anything else." ”

"I saw a beautiful chain in the store in Madrid, and I thought it fits well, but it's ......"

"I love it." Su Qingjia said.

Carlos, who was still narrating on the sidelines, didn't react a little, and after a while, he said, "You... What did you say? ”

Looking at the beauty under the lamp with a special feeling, Su Qingjia's eyebrows at this time were gentle like a painting, and Carlos heard her soft voice like a siren's singing, "Carlos, I said, I like the three goals you gave me, this is my favorite gift, including the bracelet you gave." ”

Carlos's face was hot, and the hand he had finally put down began to scratch his head again, saying, "Oh...... Do you like it......"

But in the next second, his hand froze and he didn't dare to move.

The body that exuded the sweet smell of a girl leaned against his left chest, and through the thin shirt, he could feel the warmth and softness of the girl's cheeks.

His heart was beating so hard.

Feeling that the little golden retriever's whole body was stiff, Su Qingjia rubbed his chest, put his ear to his heart, and said, "Carlos, let's be together." ”

Crossing the obstacles of age, the change of centuries, and thousands of mountains and rivers, she wanted to be with him without any obsessive demand.

His heartbeat was so vivid, the black tattoo loomed, and in his chest, Su Qingjia was brave.

No matter what happens to this boy in the future, but at least he is still really in front of her, she can feel his body temperature, feel his breathing, he does not exist in the black and white printed lead, he does not exist in the dissipating time, he exists in her life.

She wanted to enjoy her young life with him, with a beating pulse.

No matter what the future holds, at least for now, she won't regret it at all.

Carlos froze and finally laughed "hey, hey, hey" and started to scratch his hair again.

The girl said to him, "We're together," and yes, Bella said to him, "We're together," and it was us, Bella and Carlos.

The little golden retriever's other free hand moved slowly, and just when Su Qingjia thought he would put his hand on her back, this hand suddenly placed in front of his eyes.

The stupid golden retriever said stupidly: "Bella, pinch me quickly." ”

Su Qingjia: ......