This time, Carlos and all his teammates went to the Alps for physical training, the pure environment can not only alleviate the various psychological problems caused by the players in the fierce competition, but also stimulate the potential of the members, in the case of hypoxia on the plateau, it can greatly improve the breathing ability of the lungs, and in the process of adapting day after day, it can reduce the fatigue caused by anaerobic activities, so as to enhance physical fitness.

During the training period, the coach was a little unkempt, and the instant noodles were almost full, and the players who were forced to take away their mobile phones had to stare at him several times a day, and then angrily kick the accumulated snow a few times, splash him with water, and then continue to run and practice satisfied.

Among these people, the most cheerful kick was the little golden retriever, and with a fierce blow, the snow drenched Mr. Coach from head to toe, and Rijkaard wiped his face, puffed out his cheeks and whistled, and shouted with full anger: "Ten more laps, all run for me!" ”

It was very cold on the snowy mountains, and the sweaty clothes were dried by the cold wind and then continued to sweat, and from time to time there were flying snowflakes that stopped on the players' hair and eyelashes, and were melted away by the heat that came out of the breath. The team doctor and nutritionist who accompanied the team made corresponding auxiliary changes according to the condition of each of them, and Carlos unfortunately grew a handful of taller, and the sad little golden retriever pressed down his hair, which had become hard because of the cold, but the digital display still swaggered to tell him the tragic fact.

He felt that the thickness of his hair must have made him measure wrong, and although he wanted to shave his hair very much, like Rijkaard had done at the beginning, but thinking about his girlfriend's love for his hair, he flattened his mouth and gave up.

Saddened and indignant, Carlos went to the team doctor very sadly, saying that he didn't want to grow taller. He lay on the table with a straight face and ears down, amusing the team doctor.

Turned out the latest physical examination before coming to the Alps, the bone age of the little golden retriever was re-measured, and the number of medical specialties in the team said that it was a long stack, and finally comforted the depressed little golden retriever and said, "According to the display of your bone age, it shouldn't be longer in a while, but now it seems that your various indicators are improving, which is a good thing." ”

When the little golden retriever heard this, he shook his right ear and asked, "Then can I not live a long time?" ”

The team doctor swallowed his saliva, swept the tall man who was already 1.91 meters, and stroked his forehead sadly: "Actually, I can't say, instead of you not being long, it's better to let your girlfriend grow more." The whole team knows how obsessed this No. 23 Chinese girlfriend is, he can't talk on the phone or surf the Internet during this time, and the depressed little golden retriever will take out the photos in his wallet every day and look at them again and again.

When he came out of the team doctor, the vice captain just came over to do a soothing massage on his legs, he has been injured over the years, although there is still a long distance from the "glass man", but it also has a great impact on his strength, Su Qingjia admires him, because even if he breaks a bone in a game, he will appear in Barcelona's starting lineup in two days, Carlos told her that the steel nails in the vice captain's legs have not been taken out yet.

The vice-captain was standing at the door when the team doctor talked about Carlos's height, he looked up and compared Carlos's height, and sighed: "If your height can be divided, it's okay to give me a little, if you don't give it to me, it's okay to give it to my son." "Although he is not short at a height of 1.78 meters, he is not too tall, is he? The vice-captain is engaged, and his wife is a 1.65-meter-old Mexican girl, and he is deeply worried about the height of the child who is still in his belly.

When the little golden retriever heard the term son, he pondered it carefully, shook his head firmly, and walked away.

With Carlos' innate genetic advantage, he has managed to become the second tallest man in the team, second only to the goalkeeper's 1.95 meters. The outside media was full of ridicule and praise, Carlos. Ruvio is Barcelona's height and façade, and of course, his strength is also moving towards a higher level. Although he is too tall and has a high center of gravity, what is shocking is that he can control the muscles of each part of his body well, and the position and angle of his feet will not deviate.

The little golden retriever looked at the photos of the two kissing several times, thought about the big height gap with his girlfriend with a sad face, and remembered the topic of how to adjust the position of his teammates who ridiculed that the height did not match, and after thinking back and forth several times, he put the photo back with a red face.

In mid-July, Rijkaard led the team back to Camp Nou, and when the month-long training camp in the snowy mountains finally ended, Carlos couldn't wait to retrieve his phone from his coach and called his girlfriend non-stop, even though his long-awaited girlfriend was waiting for him to come out at the airport.

When he came out, fans and media were picking him up, and Carlos also saw the jersey with his name written on it. As the main force who has never been able to catch a trace since the Champions League, Carlos was surrounded by the media and kept taking pictures, and all kinds of questions came up, even if he could get a "hmm", the headlines of the day were also leveraged.

The little golden retriever who was interrupted by the reporter was very unhappy, he put the phone in his pocket, kept a cold face and did not speak, and the reporter had to seek a breakthrough from others.

Rijkaard didn't expect his whereabouts to be exposed, and his tone was a little unkind, and he walked towards the exit with his teammates. Carlos hurriedly sent a text message to Su Qingjia, telling her not to rush and come over later.

After getting into the car, the driver got rid of the reporter and put Carlos down at the corner, and the captain whistled and teased: "The little beauty is still at the airport, don't wait too long, your feet are so numb, so sore, I want a little virgin to kiss and hug you." ”

The carload of people laughed from ear to ear, and the little golden retriever gave him a knife in the eye, and said, "I heard that your 'son' has been squatting at Camp Nou for almost a month. The captain immediately closed his mouth obediently and made a zipper motion.

The captain quickly got a Brazilian buttocks lady after the Champions League, but within a month, the beautiful buttocks lady told him that he liked to be a father, the captain was uninhibited and loved freedom all his life, and the measures were done quite well.

Carlos buttoned up his baseball cap, closed the door, and ran back.

Su Qingjia was a little anxious at first when he saw him being surrounded by the media and left, but he didn't dare to go up, so he could only look at his resolute side face from a distance.

After receiving the text message, her heart relaxed a little, and she stood on the left side of the hall and waited patiently, she knew that the wait would never be too long.

Carlos returned to the hall and looked around, and saw his dark-haired doll in a pink dress, bowing his head and playing with his fingers, his long hair dangling around her waist, and his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he raised his dimples and walked to hers.

Su Qingjia heard the footsteps behind her, and hurriedly raised her head, and when she saw the dimples that her sweetheart was familiar with, her eyes lit up, and she ran towards him in broken steps, and then wrapped her arms around his waist.

The hem of her skirt is like a blooming lotus flower, pink and tender swaying, and a collarbone is attached under her slender neck, like the wings of a butterfly.

After almost a month of not seeing each other, Carlos had changed a little, perhaps because of the fatigue of the journey, the new stubble on his chin had not had time to build, and it made her delicate skin tingle a little, but it was this feeling that made her know clearly that the boy she loved had returned.

During this period of time, she kept herself busy, either practicing the piano and composing music or chatting with Liu Mengya, which made her not think about Carlos so much during the day, but in the evening, when the sun set, the grand sunset reflected the outline of the distant mountains of Barcelona, and she was wondering, at this time, did the little golden retriever watch the sunset like her, thinking about the sweetness of their kiss in the Sagrada Familia. When the night was dark, she would fall asleep with a tattoo photo, and she could seem to hear his pounding heartbeat as she placed it next to her pillow.

Hooking his neck, Su Qingjia sweetly endured his dense kisses, and after a long time he said in her ear, "I miss you so much, Bella." ”

It's only been a few days, but it's like a season.

"I miss you so much." Su Qingjia rubbed his shoulder, and muttered in a tone: "I know that your mobile phone has been confiscated, but I still call you every day, every time the communication company bullies me and says that no one answers, you see that my eyes are a little swollen from crying." ”

Carlos recalled the missed call reminder he saw when he turned on his phone, his heart was sour, and he heard her say that her eyes were swollen, so he quickly put her down, bent down and carefully held her face, and his slender fingers stroked the corners of her eyes back and forth, he had a lot to say, but in the end he could only sigh and say: "Bella, I'm sorry." ”

Su Qingjia didn't expect that he would directly expose the situation of this month, rubbed his hand, and said with a red face: "It's okay, it's me who is too willful, I just miss you very much." ”

She is now more and more like a real little girl in front of him, coquettish is simply at her fingertips, although her eyelids are a little red and swollen, but they are not half delicate at all, and add a little bit of pitiful taste, suddenly thinking of the height problem, Carlos shook his right ear, and imprinted another kiss on her lips.

Taking a taxi back to Carlos's apartment, Su Qingjia bought some ingredients at a nearby supermarket and cooked him a meal while he was taking a shower and changing clothes. In view of the fact that she still did not learn to cook Spanish food well, she had to use Chinese food to deal with it, but fortunately, the little golden retriever was not picky at all, and the chopsticks were also used very neatly, and the spoons and forks she deliberately placed did not come in handy.

Smelling the fragrance, he went to the table with his eyes open, Carlos's hair was still wet, Su Qingjia knocked on his head with a chestnut, and said, "Go and dry your hair, be careful of getting sick." ”

She took off the clip in her hair, the long black hair flowed down, Carlos smelled the fragrance of roses, shrugged his nose and sniffed, he blinked his eyes and looked at Su Qingjia expectantly and said: "Bella, I'm so hungry, can you eat first, I haven't had a good meal for a long time, and the coach doesn't give us meat every day." ”

Rijkaard, who was serving this group of little ancestors, sneezed and had a little itchy nose.

Su Qingjia saw that his blue-gray eyes were full of pleading, his heart softened, he took off his apron, and went back to the kitchen to serve him a bowl of rice: "Look at you pitiful." Then he came back with a dry handkerchief and stood behind him to wipe his hair. I'll wipe your hair, you eat first. If it doesn't taste good, don't finish it. ”

Carlos, who was eating on his stomach, stiffened a little, felt the gentle rubbing on the top of his head, he blinked vigorously and slowed down his body to continue eating.

She wasn't stained with too much oil smoke, and the sweet fragrance lingered on the wings of his nose. When she carefully selects ingredients in the supermarket, her quiet side face is incredibly beautiful. The tattoo on his chest was like a source of fire, setting his whole body on fire.

The girl personally washed his hands and made soup for him, did not hesitate to bring an apron that did not fit the size, and when stir-frying, he carefully combed his hair, and his angel fell into the mortal dust for him, dyed with the smell of fireworks, he secretly looked at her at the kitchen door, there were no fancy clothes, no flowers, and the appearance of washing vegetables with his head down made him unable to extricate himself.

There were sixty-two missed calls on his phone, and Carlos was reluctant to delete them, and the rows of "Bella" were full of lists, and he seemed to be able to imagine the girl's anticipation and disappointment when she heard the beep, and his heart ached.

Carlos's hair is not too long, but it hasn't been trimmed for a month, and it's a little messy after wiping it clean, Su Qingjia made a mess of it for him, and it's a golden bird's nest.

Hearing her cheerful laughter, Carlos suddenly realized that he seemed to be unable to live without her, such a beautiful girl, a girl who was willing to wipe his hair, a girl who was willing to cook for him, a girl who was willing to wait for him, how much he wanted to ask time, when he would be able to get to the day when the girl would marry him.