The sweet smile on his face is clean and sweet, like sweet honey.

Her long black hair is like satin, and she looks particularly striking under the blue sky.

The little boy stared at her for a few moments, and then suddenly said, "My name is Farrell, and I am eleven years old. ”

Lian Yin's face smiled, and then the smile became even brighter. Uninvited, sat down next to him and pointed to the soccer ball next to him, "You like to play football, don't you?" ”

At the mention of football, the little boy nodded vigorously, and his brown eyes were full of sincerity.

Barcelona was born to love football.

The city is home to two famous football teams, and the Barcelona team is internationally famous, even if she doesn't know how to play a ball. But the more familiar reason is the entanglement between Farrell and the Barcelona team, and the premature curtain call of Farrell's life also has a stroke from the Barcelona team.

Lian Yin lowered his eyes and recalled that the little boy Farrell should now be learning football in the La Masia academy under Barcelona. He entered the academy at the age of 10 and did not leave the school until he was 16.

In the first six years of growing up, he deeply engraved the three words "Barcelona people" in his bones, and at the same time, he also created his mind to drill the horns.

In later generations, the young man who sat in the ivory tower is now just a well-behaved and beautiful little boy.

Lian Yin raised his eyes to look at him and smiled sweetly, "Can I be friends with you?" Farrell. ”

The little boy was momentarily stunned. Friend? He has no friends other than his football and academy friends. There are no girls who are friends with him, they only give themselves chocolates and sweets.

Oh yes, she gave herself something too, she sent flowers. Although he didn't know if it was a calla lily or a lily, or something else. He reached out and touched the flower, tilting his head to look at the legato as he stole it next to the football.

Lian Yin paid attention to his small movements, holding back the amusement. Before she received an answer from the little boy, she kept looking at him with wide eyes, and her face turned red when she looked at him.

Lian Yin took the opportunity to ask again, "Farrell, can we be friends?" ”

The little boy blushed and nodded a little shyly.

Lian Yin smiled with satisfaction, in terms of getting along with children, she obviously also lit up her skills.

The blue sky overhead was so clean that there was not a trace of superfluous impurities, and the city couldn't get rid of it until 9 p.m.

Lian Yin sat with him for a while before asking him again, "Why are you sitting here?" I just saw that you were in a bad mood, who bullied you? ”

The little boy's emotions instantly fell back as she asked, and a trace of sadness appeared in his originally clean eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Lian Yin leaned close to him, carefully observing his expression.

The little boy's legs were curled, and his hands wrapped around the two long legs, burying his head in the ground, blocking Legato's observation.

Lian Yin could only see his head, and if she could, she would have reached out and rubbed his little head, but she held back, and said, "Friends exist to share happiness and share all bad emotions. We're friends, you can tell me about your bad mood and I'll take half of it for you, so you won't be unhappy. ”

The little boy who was buried in his head slowly revealed his eyes, and after a moment of contact with Lianyin's four eyes, a slightly hoarse voice sounded muffledly, "My parents want a divorce." After speaking, his eyes suddenly covered with a layer of mist.

He was only eleven years old and the only child in the family. Unlike other families, where he can share the bad news of his parents' upcoming sharing with his siblings, he has only one person who silently carries it all.

Lian Yin's eyes widened in surprise, and after three seconds of silence, she stood up again and stood in front of him, reaching out and hugging him in his dazedness.

The little boy froze instantly.

Lian Yin hugged him and patted him lightly on the back.

"Don't be upset, Farrell. Even if your mom and dad live separately, they are still your mom and dad, and they still love you. Lian Yin soothed him in as gentle a tone as possible, and said, "My parents are also separated, and I live with my mother." ”

The little boy obviously didn't expect his new friends to be in the same condition as him, but the fact that everyone was the same obviously made the little boy feel better for a long time.

Lian Yin took the opportunity to comfort him again, although the little boy didn't understand every sentence, he listened carefully.

I gradually have to accept her as a new friend.

She's so special, different from her peers in the academy and different from her classmates at school.

Even the chief is different from the people he knows, but it's not ugly, on the contrary, she's pretty good-looking.

After a few hours of chatting with the little boy, Lienyin was able to guide him to share many things. For example, his birthday, what school he attended, how many times a week he would go to La Masia to train, he actually wanted to play as a striker, but the kid who played as a striker was really better, etc.

waited until both of them were dry and hungry, then they got up to say goodbye to each other and prepare to go home, and before leaving, Lian Yin promised him that he would watch him play.

The little boy was a little unconvinced, she couldn't get into La Masia's training camp.

***

On Saturday, the Academy has an Under-13 (under-13) match.

La Masia hosts the U13s from another football school. Aside from friends, family members and a handful of football agents, there were very few people to attend. People prefer to go to the Camp Nou to watch the Barcelona Dream Team play more than to see this group of children with an unknown future.

So when Farrell saw the first row of the stands, dressed in a Tang suit, he was really surprised.

After saying goodbye that day, he also went to Columbus Square the next day, still sitting in his old position, but the Oriental girl did not appear.

Of course, he also went on the third day, but he still didn't wait for her. He thought that his friendship with this new friend would only last for one day, and he had not even had time to tell her that although his parents were really divorced, they also assured him that they still loved him as much as before, and that they would not change a bit.

He believes in the love of his parents, so he is not sad at all.

But to his surprise and surprise, he saw her again.

She really came to see herself play as she said before saying goodbye.

Lian Yin saw that he noticed himself, and did not forget to make a cheering action.

The little boy blinked, and suddenly scratched his face and smiled.

The little boy's smile is exquisite, and it can be unexpectedly cute with his face-scratching movements.

The legato was solidly cute.

The game soon began, and a group of children about the same age ran around the black and white ball, Lian Yin knew nothing about the ball, her eyes were only fixed on Farrell, and she followed him.

Farrell seems to have played very hard because he had a special friend who came to watch him play today, and he and the striker's child are like a pair of tacit little partners, one pass and one shot.

At the end of the game, the score was 30:0.

Lian Yin was a little confused, it was the first time she had seen a football game played into a basketball game, and the frequency of the ball was like a magnet placed in the door frame.

Before the player left the field, Farrell deliberately ran to the front of the audience where Lian Yin was and ran for a game, his whole body was wet, and his fluffy hair was all hanging on his head at this moment, like a puppy that had fallen into the water.

He was about to speak, when the coach behind him shouted his name and told him to go back to the locker room.

Lian Yin waved his hand, "I'll wait for you at the door, okay?" ”

Farrell nodded hurriedly, and at the coach's shouting again, he rushed towards the coach like a victorious lion cub.

Lion cub, Simba.

(May 4, my own birthday, is also my Fa's birthday.) Because of the same birthday, there is this brain hole. The first chapter is a football article, don't like to watch football, don't understand football? It's okay, I don't understand it. I only look at the face. ）