My Soccer Superstar (5)
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From the first time they met, Lianyin sent herself flowers, and she would give herself flowers every birthday, Farrell was just wondering why she always gave herself flowers at first, until one day the girlfriend of the team captain explained his doubts, and he learned that each flower has its own unique flower language.
Just as white Alocasia is youthful and energetic, pink geraniums are happy to be by your side, cacti are strong, cosmos is always happy, and the flower language of the bird of paradise is freedom.
Why freedom? Farrell thought about it for a long time and didn't have a clue.
Among the flowers that Lianyin has given him over the years, his favorite is the pot of pink geraniums, so the pot of flowers has been kept at home and has been well cared for.
The two walked side by side across Wanderers Street, returned to Columbus Memorial Square, where they first met, and sat back in their old seats.
The golden sunlight is shining all over the ground, and the temperature is comfortable, making you want to lean back on the bench and close your eyes to rest.
Lienon let out a comfortable sigh, "The weather is so nice, isn't it?" Farrell. ”
"Hmm." Farrell looked at her with a slight tilt of his head, unconsciously fiddling with the bird of paradise in his hands.
The blue sky is like a good backdrop, and the girl next to her is the only scenery against the backdrop.
"Farrell." Lian Yin looked up at the statue of Columbus and whispered to the boy beside him.
The boy turned his head to look at her, and in response, "Huh? ”
"Is the game starting next week?"
"Yes."
Lian Yin turned his head and looked at him, "I'll watch you on TV, you have to behave well." ”
The boy pulled a laugh and nodded earnestly, "Well, trust me. The best performer you see on TV has to be me. ”
Lian Yin squinted and laughed. She had no doubts about that.
Since he joined the Under-13s for his first game, she has been present to watch every game he plays. But the U17 World Championships are not being held in Barcelona, so she can't be there in person like she used to, and can only watch live on TV.
Farrell also believed that the girl next to him would definitely watch it, and secretly swore in his heart that he would perform his best and not let her down.
Lian Yin asked Farrell if he had been practicing the training methods she had taught recently, and the boy nodded earnestly, saying that he had never stopped, and that he would find time to exercise alone after each day of training.
"The coach also praised me and said that I was serious." The boy begged for praise with a look on his face.
Lian Yin nodded, as he wished, "Well, that's good." ”
The boy grinned and reached out to scratch his hair.
Seeing that he was as cute as before, the smile on Lianyin's face deepened, and he straightened his arm and pointed to the statue of Columbus and asked the person next to him, "Do you know where Columbus's finger is?" ”
The boy looked at the girl's delicate white fingers, "The New World of America." It's said in the textbook. ”
Liento shook his head, "He's referring to poetry and distance." ”
"Huh?" The boy scratched his head, a little confused.
Lian Yin was amused by herself when she said this to him for the first time, but this time she didn't laugh, but explained to him seriously, "Poetry is the deepest part of your soul, and the distance is your dream." He believed that the earth was round, so he spent his whole life fighting for this Xinyang. Farrell, what is your deepest dream in your heart? ”
When asked about his dreams, Farrell couldn't react for a second, but soon he reacted and said, "Be the best player you can be." ”
"You know the best thing?" Lian Yin asked again.
The boy shook his head.
"The best thing it means is to constantly surpass yourself. No matter what situation you are in, have a strong heart. Legato said, "Farrell, can you do it?" ”
The boy nodded stunned.
"Farrell, come on!" Lianyin smiled and made cheering movements.
The boy looked into her inky eyes, in fact, he had another dream......
***
Although the two grew up in this enthusiastic city, Lian Yin and he have known each other for the past few years have been around exercise, and the two have not even gone shopping, eaten, or watched movies together like other good friends.
Inevitably it will be too pale in retrospect, taking advantage of today's special day, Lian Yin took him all the way to walk around the street of wanderers from the beginning and enjoyed the performances of wandering artists. Afterwards, they went to the Camp Nou, and after a tour of the stadium, the two visited the Barcelona Museum.
As soon as Farrell approached the Camp Nou, he couldn't walk, that green field was the place he longed for, his eyes were full of green colors, he pointed to this stadium and said to Lianyin, "In the future, I will definitely play here." I played until I retired. ”
"Then you must remember what you say."
Farrell hurriedly made an oath motion, his expression quite serious.
Lian Yin couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to rub his fluffy hair.
His eyes were as bright as the North Star.
From Wanderer's Street to Camp Nou, and from Camp Nou back to the Old Port at the end of Wanderer's Street, the two of them were scurrying around without any plan. It can be said that the aimless wandering of the two is not as good as the tourists who come from afar, but for both Farrell and Lianyin, it is a rare and precious memory and experience.
When night fell, Farrell sent her back to the flower shop. At this time, the flower shop had closed, Lian Ru had already had dinner, and she was watching the TV series on the sofa at home, and the two walked to the back door.
Farrell knew it was time to say goodbye to Ligain, but the day was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to say goodbye.
Lian Yin looked at him who was reluctant to give up, smiled, and said to him, "I also prepared a birthday gift for you, you can wait." ”
Farrell was stunned, he thought that this year's birthday present was the bird of paradise given in the morning, although by this time the flowers had withered a little due to lack of water.
Lian Yin entered the house, and after a while, ran out again, and at the same time came out with a rectangular box, which was handed straight into his arms.
"Happy birthday to you, Farrell."
Farrell took the box and said thank you. The box was a little heavy, and he didn't know what it contained.
"Goodbye, then, Farrell." Lian Yin said goodbye to him and waved his hand.
Farrell was still reluctant, but nodded his head and said goodbye to her.
"Go back quickly. Remember to cheer for the race. ”
Farrell nodded, then turned away under her gaze.
Back at home, Farrell first took the water and put the bird of paradise in a glass bottle, and then he couldn't wait to open the gift that Lienyin gave him.
The rectangular box contains a pair of sneakers and a card.
On the card is the words written by Liato: This won't be your only pair of shoes, but hopefully it will accompany you to your Under-17 victory.
Farrell looked at the words on the card repeatedly, his mood was indescribably joyful.
If I could, I wish my sixteenth birthday would never end.
[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】