When the night in the country is gradually replaced by the dawn, and Spain, which walks under daylight saving time, is slowly falling silent into the night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The media and fans of all kinds had the most heated and shocking discussion about Farrell's sudden retirement, and it did not diminish the heat at all because of the difference between night and dawn.

Lian Yin finished writing the last sentence on the keyboard, and finally sorted out Xia Lan's interview draft and recent plans, and after saving the documents, she packed several documents together and emailed them to Xia Lan.

After dealing with these, she paid attention to the reports about Farrell that were updated in real time on the Internet, and the latest information has been dug into the day before Farrell left the team, and the revelations provided by other teammates on the national team showed that when Farrell began to become abnormal, the teammates happened to be talking about Luciano's relationship.

So, Farrell became abnormal because Luciano announced his relationship?

Almost at the same time, all the Lucifer parties were boiling. Whether others believe it or not, the Lucifer Party believes it anyway, and strongly affirms it.

And Luciano, who was at home in Madrid, immediately became unhappy when he saw these views, "I make headlines when I fall in love, and you want to grab the headlines, and the strength to step on me?" After a pause, he said to himself, "It's good to quit the team, but I won't see you in the World Cup next year." "Farrell lacks a Hercules Cup, so why shouldn't he?

And the Spanish team without Farrell, a powerful striker, is not only one less rival for Luciano's Brazilian team, but even other national teams may be secretly clapping their hands in celebration.

After shaking off the tablet, he no longer paid attention to any news about Farrell, but after losing the tablet, he couldn't help but grab his phone and look at it.

Counting on my fingers, the current Huaxia Kingdom should be about to dawn, why hasn't Lianyin's mobile phone been turned on? I don't know if she'll call herself when she wakes up, and I don't know if she'll see the photo she popped out, how will she feel? Will it be impressed? If only he could be moved to fly to Madrid to find him, he would not have to wait until next month.

With these beautiful thoughts in mind, Luciano drifted off to sleep.

***

When she received the call from Lian Yin, Xia Lan was still half-asleep and half-awake, unconsciously lifted her eyelids and looked at the alarm clock on the wall, half past six in the morning.

Xia Lan closed her eyes and listened to Lianyin explain things, but her thoughts were scattered and she was about to fall asleep again.

"Do you remember what I said?" Lian Yin asked, and then added, "During my absence, you can call me at any time if you have any questions." ”

Xia Lan suddenly opened her eyes, her brain seemed to grasp a little point, and then her thoughts became clear, "What did you just say?" What are you going to do? ”

Lian Yin took the ticket and passport in his hand, and replied, "I want to take a few days off to do some personal business, and I won't be in the country for a few days." ”

This time, Xia Lan simply sat up and came to her senses, "Excuse me?" Where are you going? "I only came back yesterday, and I have to take leave today, how can she have the illusion that her agent is going to run away.

"Barcelona." Lian Yin was silent, but still frankly informed Xia Lan's whereabouts.

Xia Lan was about to ask Lian Yin where she was going to do something, but Lian Yin didn't give her a chance to ask more, "Okay, remember to check your email when you get up, in case you have any problems there, I also copied the email to Mr. Chen, I'm going to hang up the phone." After saying that, she hung up the phone so decisively, even if she didn't say goodbye to Xia Lan.

Xia Lan, who was directly frightened and couldn't sleep, could only get up urgently to turn on the computer to receive emails.

I hadn't slept well for a few days, plus a night of all-nighters, and I went into sleep mode almost as soon as I got on a flight to Barcelona.

The summer winds blow across the Iberian Peninsula, and in Barcelona, where flowers can bloom all year round, sleep with the sun every day.

This city on the edge of the Mediterranean Sea has always been suitable for joy and happiness, because of the blue sky, white clouds, and dazzling sunshine.

The flight to Barcelona lasted 19 hours, but because Barcelona was seven hours slower than the domestic local time, Lienon arrived in Barcelona at 8 p.m. local time and the sun was even high in the sky.

After Lian Yin left the airport, he took a taxi directly to the hotel in the city.

It wasn't until she completed the accommodation procedures and entered the hotel room that Lian Yin threw away her luggage and took out her mobile phone, she wanted to call Xia Lan first to ask about the situation of the day, but then she thought about it, it was already three o'clock in the morning at this point in China, maybe Xia Lan had already fallen asleep, so she gave up the idea of disturbing Xia Lan and dialed out Farrell's number instead.

Since fleeing Madrid and returning to Barcelona, Farrell has stayed at home, not seeing anyone, and not knowing whether he is simply trying to hide from journalists or the world.

As for those reporters, they were all squatting on the periphery of Farrell's house, and they seemed to be carrying Farrell on their shoulders, and they were not willing to leave easily without seeing him show up.

Farrell lay on a comfortable, enlarged and widened bed, staring blankly at one part of the wall, letting his thoughts vacuum.

He didn't know how long he had been lying there, as if he had been lying like this since he came home. He hadn't eaten anything all day.

When the belly ringing in his belly rang with the ringing of the mobile phone, his ears were only focused on the ringing of the mobile phone, because it was the ringtone of the call.

Farrell instantly sat up from the bed like a scout who heard the order to get up, stretched out his long hand and directly grabbed the mobile phone into his hand, and hurriedly pressed the connect button, "Hey, legato ......" Farrell only felt his heart start beating again after shouting Ligato's name.

Lian Yin sat on the edge of the bed, the comfort of the mattress made her want to sigh happily, paused, didn't do any foreshadowing, and said directly, "I'm in Barcelona." Farrell suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and he didn't dare to answer rashly for a long time, until Legato repeated it, "I'm in Barcelona, do you hear me?" ”

"Hear, hear. Heard it. Farrell grabbed the phone with both hands, as if he was afraid that the phone would suddenly run away and he wouldn't be able to hear the legato speak. On the other hand, he also hurriedly answered her, and only after answering did he confirm again in disbelief, "Are you really in Barcelona?" ”

Lian Yin couldn't help but roll her eyes at the ceiling, "I'm very sleepy now, I'll contact you when I wake up." After saying this, she also skipped the word goodbye directly, just pinched off the phone, then threw the phone, and fell directly back to the bed.

Farrell stared blankly at the phone in his hand, unable to believe that Lian Yin had really come to Barcelona, and wondered if it was his hallucination. For this reason, he also specially called up the call record, and only after seeing that the call record he answered a minute ago was indeed a call with Lianyin, he accepted the reality flutteringly.

Leanyin really came to Barcelona, did she come to find herself? Yes, she said to contact him when she woke up.

Farrell burst out laughing, and although the sky in Barcelona was gradually turning into night, the sun was just rising above the horizon for him.

He was eager to call Lian Yin back and hear her say in person whether she had come to Barcelona for him or not. But when the dial button was about to be pressed, he remembered that Lian Yin had just said that she was very sleepy, and the dialing action couldn't be pressed anymore.

Holding the phone for a long time, he woke up, how could he wait for Lianyin to contact him, he desperately wanted to see her at the moment!

He immediately jumped up, like a stupid cat, and hurried to find the car keys that he didn't know where he had left them, trying to find Lien.

But when he finally remembered where the car keys were, he found a new problem, he didn't know where Lian Yin was right now? Which hotel does she stay in?

Farrell wanted to call again, but when he remembered that Lian Yin was sleeping at the moment, he retracted his hand again.

After thinking about it, he realized that he should first find a way to determine where the legato was now.

So he didn't think about it, and directly searched the phone numbers of all hotels in Barcelona on the Internet, planning to use the stupidest way to call one by one.

It should be his luck, Lianyin stayed in a hotel with a good reputation, and when he dialed the eighth call, he obtained her check-in information because he could accurately recite Lianyin's identity information.

At this time, there was a little bird in his heart, the little bird was singing happily, he sat in the car with the beautiful song of the bird, and before starting the car, he habitually looked in the rearview mirror. At this glance, he scared himself, who was that decadent guy in the mirror?

Farrell blinked, and only then did he determine that the homeless man in the mirror was himself. He immediately jumped up again, hurriedly got out of the car and ran into the house, not forgetting to unbutton his shirt while running, such a decadent appearance, Lian Yin would definitely not like it, he didn't want Lian Yin to dislike himself. He had to take a shower before he could go to see Lianyin.

When Lianyin woke up, the sun was just shining in Barcelona.

After Lian Yin woke up and looked at the time, he called Farrell again on last night's communication records, wanting to make an appointment with him, and when the phone was connected, Lian Yin suddenly heard a ringing at the same time, not far away.

Soon, Farrell's voice came from the other side of the phone, but Lian Yin's voice was not clear, but there were some overlapping sounds.

Lian Yinhu was suspicious, "I woke up, do you have time today?" ”

"There's time, there's time, I've got time." Farrell replied excitedly to the legato in a loud voice, as long as it was a legato he would always have time, he was afraid that the ligato would not want to see him.

Lian Yin took the phone away from his ear slightly, and then listened to Farrell's excited voice, and then realized that something was wrong.

She rolled over and got out of bed, put on her slippers and walked to the door, and looked out with the cat's eyes, but she saw nothing.

On the phone, Farrell, who was suddenly silent because of the reninto, shouted tremblingly, "Lien? He was afraid that he had said something wrong, and Lian Yin didn't want to pay attention to himself.

Listening to the voice, Lian Yin gently pulled out the door lock and opened the door, while Farrell, who was sitting against the door panel, suddenly lost his support, fell backwards by inertia, and fell directly to the ground and looked up at Lian Yin.

Lian Yin put down the phone in his hand, his shoulders collapsed, and he looked at Farrell angrily.

Farrell looked at the fact that he had just gotten up, his hair was still with a few curly legatos, and he was very happy in his heart, but with an innocent smile on his face, he quickly got up from the ground and shouted, "Legalet." ”

Lian Yin didn't want to ask him such a pointless question as how he knew he was staying in this hotel, so he just cleared the way and said, "Come in, I'll wash up." ”

Farrell approached the room with a well-behaved face, and seeing the living legato again made him feel very good, even if he sat outside the door all night, he didn't feel tired at all, but became more and more excited.

As for Lianyin, he was extremely glad that he had taken a bath before going to bed, otherwise he would look so ugly.

***

After a brief wash, Lian Yin motioned for Farrell to go out for a walk.

How could Farrell refuse, his eyes were glued to Lianyin, and even his steps seemed to be conscious, and he followed Lianyin step by step.

Today's Barcelona is also a sunny day, with tourists traveling lightly through the city's streets. On the streets, large and small, many children have a black and white soccer ball at their feet. In this city, football is the most common toy for children.

Lianyin's hotel is close to Las Ramblas, and when she leaves the hotel, she turns onto Las Ramblas. Farrell followed her, not knowing where she wanted to go, but he didn't dare to ask her, wherever she wanted to go, he was willing to accompany her anyway.

Lien Yin stopped in front of a shop window on Las Ramblas, and she looked at herself in the mirror in the reflection of the glass vitrines. The blue and white ink style dress is actually her favorite outfit. Suddenly, an extra head appeared, and Farrell followed her gaze to the window, but he thought she was looking at the window, so he wanted to know what Lienyin was looking at, and maybe he could buy it for her.

Lian Yin glanced at Farrell reflected in the window, he was behind her, so close, she turned and continued to walk forward.

Farrell hurriedly followed.

On the street, many tourists even wore the same jersey of the Barcelona team, and on the back of the jersey was a large number 4. This is the same jersey as Farrell, and it is said to be the best selling of all the jerseys of the Barcelona team, and whenever he sees someone looking at the No. 4 jersey, Lian Yin can't help but stop and look twice.

When she counted more this time, Farrell couldn't help but ask her, "What are you looking at?" ”

And it wasn't until he asked that she pointed to a tourist wearing the No. 4 jersey not far away and said, "I'm looking at the jersey he is wearing, it's yours." ”

Farrell didn't pay attention to that, but now he looked at her and saw that it was, so he couldn't help but laugh, "yes, that's my jersey." ”

"I've heard that your jersey has always been the best sold by your team, and a lot of people like you." Ligato said.

Is there a lot of people like it, Farrell has never paid much attention to it, if he can, he just wants to get a person's like.

He looked at Lienyin softly.

Lian Yin's gaze happened to come over, just colliding with his gaze, Lian Yin caught his gaze, and did not dodge, but looked at him generously. And her lack of dodging made Farrell's heart even more excited.

There is nothing more pleasing to look at the person you like, but to see yourself in the eyes of the other person.

After glancing at him a few times, Lian Yin took the lead in looking away, motioning for him to continue walking, and in front of him was the end of Las Ramblas.

After a short time, Farrell knew the destination of Lien, and it turned out that she was coming to Columbus Square.

Looking out over the Mediterranean Sea from Columbus Square, Farrell felt both familiar and nostalgic, "When I was a kid, I would always come here to sit and watch the sea, and I liked to sit there, right there. He pointed to Lien.

Lian Yin looked at the position and smiled slightly, "I know." ”

Farrell looked at her blankly, thinking that she must have made a mistake, so he didn't care about her words, just looked at her happily and contentedly. Come here with her to see the sea, and he will probably never forget this scene in the future.

Lian Yin knew that Farrell had been peeking at him, obviously he had a lot of things to say to himself, but he didn't know how he did it, and he was able to hold back and endure it all the time. I've given him a lot of opportunities to ask questions, but he hasn't been sure once, the only time he's just asked about the shirt.

"Go sit over there." Lian Yin raised his hand and pointed to the spot he had just pointed.

Farrell wanted to wait for Lito to sit down before he sat down, but Lienon motioned for him to sit down, and Farrell somehow did so.

As soon as he sat down, Lian Yin stood in front of him, blocking his gaze so tightly that only her presence remained in his field of vision, even though he could only see her presence in his eyes.

Lian Yin put his hands behind his back and lowered his head slightly, "Want to know why I came to Barcelona?" ”

Farrell nodded, but then shook his head. He wanted to know if she was here for him, but he was afraid that the answer would not be so pure and simple, so he didn't dare to ask.

Lian Yin smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and after asking the question, he didn't answer immediately, but threw out the second question, "Why did you quit the national team?" ”

Farrell pursed his lower lip slightly, and Lianyin thought he would answer, but he still didn't spit a word.

And Lian Yin didn't feel angry or lost because of his silence, and soon had a third question, "Why didn't you have the courage to ask me for confirmation after you saw the news released by Luciano?" Why don't you tell me what you see? ”

Farrell's pupils narrowed rapidly at the mention of Luciano's name, and he was somewhat reluctant to hear it.

"Do you want to know what my relationship with Luciano is?"

Farrell pursed his lower lip again, this time the arc was much larger than just now, but "......" felt sad in his heart, happy times are always short-lived, so is Legato coming to have a showdown with himself?

"Don't want to know?"

Lian Yin looked at him with a sad expression, and even frowned, full of rejection, but he looked like he couldn't bear to say anything, so Lian Yin couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold his cheek.

Farrell was startled by her sudden movements, and his eyes involuntarily looked into her eyes again, so he saw Lian Yin glaring at him at such a close distance, and Farrell was very inexplicable. But he enjoyed this posture very much, he liked Lian Yin to be so close to him, and he liked the temperature in Lian Yin's hand to stick to his cheeks, it was so warm, as if his whole body was surrounded by warmth.

Lian Yin scolded with some hatred, "Tell me your distress for some reason, is your distress so that I will not hesitate to take a plane for more than ten hours to come here and feel sorry for you?" Do you know how much work I've delayed to get this trip? I think your heart will not only hurt, but also lack the eyes of your heart. ”

Farrell blinked and looked at her stunned, and when she finished speaking, he seemed to have the right to appeal for himself, and said very sincerely, "Only you can make me feel distressed." I don't need the eyes of my heart, I only have you in my heart, and you are the eyes of my heart. ”

Although he said it very seriously, this similar love words couldn't help but make Lian Yin stunned, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't there only football in your heart?" ”

"Well, there are footballs too." He hurriedly followed.

"The heart is quite big." Ligato replied angrily.

He immediately retorted, "No, my heart is very small, and I can only have you." Before you appeared, I only had football in my heart, and when you appeared, my heart was full of you. ”

Is this a sudden lit-up love talk skill? Lian Yin was overwhelmed by his words for a while.

Farrell looked at her expectantly, she had already made it clear in her words just now, she was here for him. It's for him. Because of this realization, infinite courage was born in his heart.

"Tupto." Farrell looked at Ligato as if he were looking reverently at the savior.

This time, it was Lian Yin's turn to purse his lips and say with a little unhappiness, "Is it because I flew here specially that I lost first, and I still have to do the last thing to pierce the window paper?" ”

Lian Yin felt that her love for the city of Barcelona was only a person away.

With this person in this city, she feels that Barcelona is a happy city, and even the air is slightly sweet.

Farrell stood up suddenly, and with his backhand, he held Lianyin in his arms, holding it tightly, as if he was going to embed it in his body.

***

Farrell's withdrawal from the national team only lasted two months, and two months later, in September, the national team issued another call-up in the hope that Farrell would return, and Farrell agreed.

The national teams of other countries looked at Spain from afar, and cursed secretly in their hearts, Spanish neurosis!

As for Farrell, he didn't feel any embarrassment at all because of his willful withdrawal from the national team, but returned to the national team for training with a smile.

When Luciano learned about it, he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, Farrell is insane!

(To be continued.) )