Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Farrell sat all night, not tired, unable to perceive anything else, his chaotic thoughts only shuttling back and forth between the tavern and the greenery, and there seemed to be a huge black hole in his atrium, swallowing everything he had.

When he heard a knock on the door, his first reaction was that the roommate who had been yelling that he didn't want to see him and hadn't returned all night had returned. Farrell stood up slowly, his head dizzy, because he had been sitting for too long, and his feet were numb when he walked, like the walking dead often played in movies.

The door opened, the light from the hallway filtered through the unlit room, and Farrell stood like a lost lamb between light and darkness.

"Farrell." Lian Yin shouted at him, and unexpectedly in less than one night, he turned out to be more decadent and miserable than what he saw on TV.

Because I didn't sleep, the whites of my eyes were already dyed with several red bloodshots.

Farrell looked at the people in the corridor and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he couldn't believe that the person standing in front of him was Liento, she should be in Barcelona full of sunshine.

It wasn't until the other party called him again that he cautiously replied, "Lianyin? His voice was dry and hoarse, and his tone was full of uncertainty, "Why are you here?" ”

"I think you need me, so I'm here." Legato smiled as usual.

Farrell opened his mouth in surprise, his heart suddenly filled with sweet and sour, and his hand gripping the doorknob moved, and the next second, he hugged her in a surprise and buried his head in her shoulder.

The sound of a rapid inhale came from the right ear of the legato, and after a few seconds, a faint feeling of wetness was felt on the shoulder.

Farrell sobbed silently, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for weeks finally found an outlet, and Farrell let himself shed tears like a three-year-old child, and at the same time thanked God in his heart for letting Lianyin come to his side.

Lian Yin breathed a long sigh of relief, she really came to the right place.

Farrell just needed a channel to vent his emotions, and after crying, he felt a lot better, and when he looked at Lianyin again, he suddenly dragged her into the room, "Why are you dressed so thinly, are you cold?" He didn't pay attention at first, and Lian Yin was only wearing a sleeveless dress.

There is nothing wrong with wearing this in summer, but the problem is that the summer temperature in Helsinki is only a dozen degrees, and she will catch a cold if she wears so little.

Farrell pressed her to sit on the single bed, hurriedly turned on all the lights in the room, turned up the temperature in the room, and put his coat on her, and kept asking her, "Is it cold?" Is it still cold? After thinking about it, he planned to pour another cup of hot water to keep her warm.

He was annoyed that he should have noticed what she was wearing earlier, instead of just venting his emotions.

Lian Yin saw him running around like a headless fly, and couldn't help but stop him, "I'm not cold, don't be busy." Come here, I have something to say to you. ”

Like a puppy receiving instructions, Farrell stopped, looked at her, dragged a chair from the side to her, sat down obediently, and lowered his head like a student waiting for training.

Looking at him like this, if he was in normal times, Lian Yin would definitely feel funny, but now he is only distressed.

Lian Yin couldn't look into his eyes, and could only look at his bangs, "Farrell, are you sad to lose the game?" ”

Farrell folded his hands on his lap, and when he heard it, his hands folded tighter.

"Are you blaming yourself for losing the game because of you?" Lian Yin asked again.

Farrell remained silent.

However, his silence did not stop Lian Yin from what she was about to say, she said, "Are you sad that Barcelona did not offer you a contract? ”

Farrell raised his head suddenly, his eyes were still red from crying, and he was looking at her pitifully at the moment, his lips squirmed, and he said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't finish what I promised you." ”

Lian Yin was a little puzzled, and said seductively, "What did you promise me?" ”

"Wear the shoes you gave me and win the final game." Farrell said and lowered his head again.

"Uh-huh......" the legato dragged out the syllable, "but you were distracted during the game, and you were thinking about things on the side, so you can't remember the promise you made to me, do you?" ”

Farrell didn't speak again, just lowered his head.

Lian Yin looked at him, as if he saw him when they met for the first time, it was really a reincarnation.

She reached out and covered his hand, "Remember what I told you?" The best players are about going above and beyond, not focusing on winning or losing the game. Football is not a game of individual heroism, it is a game of teams, victory is the victory of the whole team, and defeat is naturally the responsibility of everyone. You don't have to take all the blame on yourself. ”

Farrell moved his lips, and he wanted to cry again.

"But!" Lian Yin suddenly changed his tone, "If you affect your performance because of Barcelona's contract, then I'm really angry." ”

"......" Farrell looked up quickly and looked at her in panic.

"There is more than one club in the world." "You're so young, you're playing well, you want to be the best player, you should be thinking about how to achieve it, not just about which club you're going to join. Who makes you play your worth, who makes you strong, you should measure these. Do you understand? ”

Farrell was forced to nod, and Lianyin's words were like a slap in the face, which he hadn't thought about.

Seeing him being taught, Lian Yin softened, and couldn't help but ask something curious, "I'm curious, why do you want to join Barcelona so much." In his life, the explanation of this paragraph is not clear, only that he was born in the academy, he grew up in Barcelona, so he has a kind of homeish yearning for the Barcelona team. But she thought it was too far-fetched, and she wondered what the boy thought.

Farrell pursed his lips, his eyelashes flickering like small fans, his eyes kept staring at hers, and gradually a shadow appeared in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, "Because you're in Barcelona, I don't want to be too far away from you." ”

This time, I was surprised by the change to legato. After getting along in the past few years, did you still raise the boy in front of you out of the chick plot?

But the reason why he is so fond of Barcelona may really be a mystery.

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At half past eight in the morning, his roommate in the same room knocked on the door, and although he didn't want to see Farrell, who had lost the game, he had to come back because he had to change his clothes.

The roommate knocked twice on the door before Farrell opened the door, and he was about to walk past Farrell to go inside, but Farrell made a silent gesture with his finger up.

The roommate looked at him for some reason, until he saw someone else in the room, and he was frightened to know the meaning of Farrell's silence, and the girl who came from nowhere, was lying on Farrell's single bed, apparently sleeping soundly.

PS.5.15 "Starting Point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters!