The girl made a wish to be fifteen, and Carlos hoped that he would be in this wish.

Su Qingjia opened his eyes, blew out all the candles in one go, and then picked up the knife and cut the cake open.

Then I put a piece on a plate and put it in front of the camera, "Oh, it's for you, but you can also take a look, haha, you can't eat it." ”

On the off-white plate, the cake looked fragrant and delicious, baked soft and fluffy, decorated with full of cherries and blueberries, sprinkled with white chocolate shavings, Carlos only glanced at the cake, and then moved his gaze to the girl's face, "It's okay, I have no regrets about celebrating this birthday with you, Bella." ”

"Huh?" Su Qingjia, who was still looking at the cake greedily, looked up.

"Did I say I really love you." Carlos raised his dimples, and the sweetness of fresh honey seemed to be transmitted through the Internet, "My Queen, happy birthday, I wish you eternal beauty, dreams come true, good health, and a qiē shun lì." ”

The picture quality was not good, but Su Qingjia still blushed under his burning eyes, and responded softly: "Well, thank you." ”

"When my season is over, I'll go to the United States to see you, I bought you a beautiful bracelet, you'll love it, when the time comes, you can kiss me, okay?" The little golden retriever shook his ears, but unfortunately Su Qingjia couldn't see it.

Su Qingjia felt that she was being teased, and finally blushed and said to the earnest little golden retriever: "Okay." ”

In a distant foreign country, the two looked at each other across the screen, and a thousand words passed through their hearts, Carlos greedily watched Su Qingjia finish eating a small piece of cake, and pointed to the corner of her lips, "There's still a little cream here." "Like a little flower cat, but he loves love in his heart.

Su Qingjia stretched out his tongue and licked it, the pink tip made Carlos a little uncomfortable, his eyes moved to the taskbar of the computer, it was already late, and he suddenly realized that Bella had not slept for more than twenty-four hours.

The little golden retriever approached the screen, and the girl's eyes were faintly dark blue in addition to the shadow of the eyelashes.

"And the cream?" Su Qingjia raised her face to the camera, "Why are you so close?" ”

Carlos' enlarged face appeared on the screen, and although his boyfriend was good-looking, such a large one looked, well, it was still a little scary.

"Nothing." He sat back in his place, his deep dimples flashing slightly, "Bella, go and rest, in the future, don't stay up late." I ......," Carlos paused, his eyes lingering and annoyed, "I feel distressed. ”

The honey in his dimples flowed into Su Qingjia's heart as if she didn't want money, she curled the long hair around her ears, and said, "But if I don't stay up late, I won't see you score." I don't want to watch the replay. ”

'You don't need to watch me score goals, Bella, you just need to know that every game, I'm going to score goals for you.' He knows that Bella is not actually a fan and doesn't like to watch football very much, but she understands all the basic knowledge, and all the games she watches are related to him.

She would go to the official website in advance to learn about all the situation, record every game with him, and then set a reminder, and she would accompany him to score goals again and again in the New World, in the villa in Philadelphia.

She was his first fan and his best fan.

All her cheers were for him, all her cries were for him, and all her singing was for him.

From La Masia to Camp Nou, from Barcelona to Madrid, from Spain to Europe, she is the only one who has not left.

But when he saw the dark green in the girl's eyes so truly, he suddenly felt that he wanted her to see that his heart was so selfish, that his queen should not be destroyed for him, she just needed to sit on the throne and wait for him to come step by step and give the crown.

The boy's firm words stunned her, she raised her hand and touched his outline on the screen, her heroic eyebrows had undeniable fortitude, "But I just want to accompany you, although I can't go to the court, I still want to be here with you, as if I can go to the scene." ”

"Carlos, I don't care about staying up late, you don't have to worry. I don't care if you score or not, I just want to see you. Please remember that I will always be with you. ”

"Carlos, I miss you so much."

Over the mountains, across the oceans, across the climate, I want to hear not only your voice, but also your face, your running, your joys and sorrows.

Please let me, I can keep this little willfulness, and chase you all the time.

Carlos' blue-gray eyes flashed with a broken light, and he reached out as he reached out to meet the girl's small hand, and he heard himself say in a trembling voice, "Good." ”

Finally, the hour-long MSN connection was over, and Carlos sat at his desk for a long time before washing up and going to bed.

Before closing his eyes, he looked at the "Little Prince" and the jewelry box on the bedside again, and he thought, he had to work harder for Bella, he didn't want to live up to any of the goals that Bella saw.

*

March has not yet ushered in the embrace of the summer monsoon in Europe, but the beacon smoke has been lit on the plates, and the frenzy of the fans has turned the atmosphere of the city into a hot one.

The quarterfinals have begun, the schedule has already been announced, and in the first leg of the final, Barcelona drew Arsenal in the group stage and drew 1-1 at home.

As a result, the away game became full of gunpowder.

Before the second leg of the match began, the hotel near Highbury Stadium was already full, and the fans and media who had heard the news surrounded the place.

The Champions League knockout round adopts a home-and-away knockout system, and its promotion rules are: 1. The one with the highest total score scores; 2. The one with the most away goals will advance; 3. Whoever wins in overtime will advance; Fourth, 0-0 in extra time will be decided by penalty kicks.

Barcelona are now drawn at home to Arsenal, and if they can't get it back on the road, then Barcelona will stop in the quarter-finals and have to play again next year.

Coach Rijkaard is also very worried.

Tonight's competition smelled of gunpowder, and Carlos found that the coach had shaved all the beard he had accumulated over the days, sprayed his instant noodle head, and wore an all-black suit, looking like an underworld boss.

You know, before that, he had been raunchy for a long time.

Carlos touched the tattoo on his chest, looked determined and walked out of the players' tunnel with his teammates.

Unlike the spaciousness of the warm-up game, Highbury, which was full of spectators, looked a little cramped, and the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains quickly crumbled the stadium.

The stadium, which is somewhat old compared to the Camp Nou, has been through too much of the wind and rain, and here the legendary youth team is in good shape, with classic competitions dating back to the beginning of the last century.

Last year, Arsenal went 43 games unbeaten in the league with Highbury, breaking the record of 42 games set by Nottingham.

The splendor of the arsenal was at its peak here.

(Note: Arsenal alias Arsenal)

But in contrast to his stellar record is his poor management, and it's no secret that the club is stretched thin, with his boss Arsene Wenger having to sell players at high prices in exchange for Arsenal's survival, a pain in the hearts of Gunners fans.

Also due to a lack of funds, Highbury Stadium, which was supposed to be closed this year, has to carry out his obligations, and Arsenal's new stadium, the Emirates Stadium, is still under construction.

The two players confronted each other across the large turf, with Rijkaard standing with his legs spread across his chest and staring at Wenger from afar.

The Arsenal boss embraces the aesthetics of football, calmly accepting his gaze and nodding his head.

Rijkaard withdrew his gaze and gathered all the team members to begin the lecture.

The game was destined to be wonderful from the start, and no one dared to slack off.

The captain wore an armband to cheer everyone up, as the spiritual core of the team, he could only bury the pressure in his heart, and Carlos made cheering gestures with all the team members.

The players walked onto the field, the crowd cheered deafeningly, and the commentary explained the game, and the camera kept switching between the two teams.

At present, it seems that Arsenal is in a good position, as long as they basically guarantee not to lose in this game, even if it is 0-0, they will win.

Carlos looked at the sideline camera and smiled, and the camera quickly caught it.

There are female fans who are frantically shouting his name, and there are male fans, the little golden retriever can't hear it very clearly, but he knows that it is a support for himself.

In tonight's game, his girl is staying up late to accompany him again, and he wants the girl to see his smile.

Through the transmission of radio waves, through the relay of satellites, he knew that the girl was always by his side and never went far.

The referee blew the whistle and the battle officially began.

Arsenal and Barcelona have back and forth with each other, mainly passing, both sides control their own rhythm, but there are no particularly good opportunities. Carlos actively ran to make a tackle, but Arsenal took too close a formation and couldn't find a breakthrough.

The coaches of both sides stood on the sidelines with their chests crossed and their legs crossed, and their bodies and minds were all on the court.

In the twentieth minute, Arsenal were awarded a free-kick in front of the goal, and one person took the penalty.

The Arsenal striker was on the line, and Rijkaard clenched his glass, but he remained calm on the surface.

The striker from Argentina is tall and fast, like a hegemon in the rainforest, he has a flat haircut, and he looks in good spirits.

Clearly, Arsenal value the striker and he lives up to the trust, with his goal at Barca's home stadium coming from his shot.

All eyes were on the stadium, and the Arsenal fans even held their breath.

Carlos clenched his hands into fists at his sides, and his muscles flare.

Far away in Philadelphia, Su Qingjia didn't dare to blink for a moment to stare at the TV, and she didn't even know that the blanket on her body had slipped off.

This goal is too important for both sides, and scoring a goal means that Arsenal only needs to keep the next few tens of minutes to stop Barcelona from the quarterfinals; If you don't score, it means that the twists and turns of this game are greatly increased, and extending the game time and playing extra time is a huge test for the physical fitness and perseverance of the players on both sides.

The striker leaps high, the curvature of his body is perfectly measured with a ruler, his strong calves give him a huge amount of power, and he uses the bounce to the ground, he wants to use the header he is best at!

The whole set of movements is so fast, and yet it seems so slow.

Carlos suddenly thought of the moment when the Grim Reaper announced the end, so hurried and so slow.

The air seemed to freeze.