But Yue Yiran didn't need his help at all, just the hand that Jonas stretched out to her mouth, she took one bite after another, not only drank the porridge, but also ate a small plate of shrimp that he had peeled cleanly.

All the while, her eyes were staring straight at Jonas, her misty eyes making his heart beat faster.

Jonas couldn't help but lean over, and just after a few pecks and kisses on her lips, he heard Yue Yiran say something vaguely.

Her speech was no longer clear, and Jonas struggled to make out for a moment before he heard her keep muttering, "Jonas, I'm sorry." ”

Jonas was a little confused, and couldn't figure out what she might have done to be sorry for him recently, and finally had to think that she was drunk and confused. Inexplicably satisfied, she was drunk and still thinking about him.

At this time, Yue Yiran's eyes suddenly closed, and his chin slammed on the table. Jonas was taken aback and quickly put his hand on her chin.

She fell asleep, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow on her eyelids.

Jonas's heart was as soft as a marshmallow, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled. Carefully picked her up, the weight in his hand was very light, and it was as if someone was constantly scratching his heart with a feather.

Gently placing her on the bed, Jonas carefully took off her shoes and tucked the quilt for her. Her face was flushed with sleep, and she didn't know what she had dreamed of at this moment, and her curly eyelashes fluttered like cicada wings.

Jonas's heartstrings were also tugged at. He looked at her quietly for a moment, couldn't help but lower his body, kissed her on the forehead, and his voice was as gentle as moonlight: "Good dreams, my princess." ”

Then he reached out to turn on the nightlight at the head of the bed, and after doing this, he reluctantly stood up and prepared to go back to the room, only to find that the corners of his clothes were pulled.

He laughed, and just as he wanted to pull her hand away, he heard Yue Yiran suddenly humming with a crying voice, and he hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and at this moment, Yue Yiran shouted hysterically: "I'm sorry for you!" I'm sorry for you......"

Jonas hurriedly hugged her and patted her on the back gently: "Okay, okay, I forgive you." Whatever you do, I forgive you, don't cry! Yes? ”

"Who are you?" Yue Yiran asked aggrievedly, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I'm Jonas!"

"Oh," Yue Yiran nodded heavily and sobbed, "I never knew I liked you, I'm so stupid!" ”

Jonas was a little amused and comforted, "Don't you know now?" Isn't that enough? ”

"It's too late, it's too late," Yue Yiran wiped his tears with the quilt corner, his voice was hoarse, "It's all my fault......"

There was no way to reason with the drunk, and Jonas could only follow her and say, "It's good to change it, ah, let's not cry." ”

Yue Yiran sniffled and stopped talking, she seemed to be tired of crying, her nose was red, and her eyes were slowly closed.

Jonas's heart was so soft that he carefully held her head on the pillow and kissed her lips like a dragonfly before turning off the headlights and turning away.

The moonlight shone on Yue Yiran's face, leaving a room of silence.

After the winter break, the 19th round of the Bundesliga begins non-stop, with Stuttgart playing away to Hoffenheim.

Before the ball game began, Jonas inadvertently glanced at his eyes, and a tall figure became more and more familiar with it, wasn't this Anton, a teammate on the school team back then?

Anton saw him at the same time, and couldn't help but run to the venue where the Stuttgart team was warming up, patted Jonas on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "See you again!" After failing a tryout in Stuttgart, he switched to Hoffenheim, who were still in the Bundesliga at the time, and then managed to move up from the academy to the first team.

Jonas looked up at him, yes, even if he was already 1.8 meters tall, he still needed to look up at this little friend. Looking at his still honest smile, his mood relaxed inexplicably: "Long time no see." How's it going? ”

"It's good," Anton touched the back of his head, "although Hoffenheim's strength is not strong, but because of this, I can sit firmly in the first team, everything has advantages and disadvantages, I can think about it, haha!" "It's still the same cool as it was back then.

Jonas couldn't help but laugh too.

Hoffenheim's captain Kuhl patted Anton on the back and said with a smile: "You kid can't do this!" We haven't played yet, and you tell your opponent that we're not strong? What a leak! ”

Anton smiled: "I'll tell you the truth!" ”

Kuhl turned to Jonas and said, "I've watched your game and you're really good. But we'll do our best. ”

"I'm honored," Jonas said, "I'm going to give it my all for every game." ”

Hearing this, Kuhl's hands tightened, and his face became more and more serious.

In this game, in addition to Yue Yiran coming to the scene, Leon also came. Seeing Yue Yiran wearing the No. 12 shirt of the Stuttgart team, Leone snorted coldly, turned his head and put on the gray jersey of the Hoffenheim team's home field, the number was Anton's No. 6.

Yue Yiran pushed Leon and exclaimed, "Are you crazy?" This is the Stuttgart team's fan seat, and when it is seen, it is light to beat you! "Fans abroad are quite crazy, and there are all kinds of conflicts and violence.

As she spoke, she roared and picked up Leon's clothes. As she struggled, her hand touched Leon's warm lower abdomen.

Both froze.

Yue Yiran's face was so red that she could drip blood, she withdrew her hand in a panic, and stammered, "You...... You took it off yourself, and such a big person should understand the importance of things. ”

Although Leon obediently took off his jersey, his face was still expressionless, but if you look closely, you will find that his movements are stiff like a robot, and the roots of his ears are quietly red.

The race is on. Snowflakes began to fall in the sky and the ground became slippery.

In the ninth minute of the game, Hoffenheim's Curl split the ball to the right, Fili picked up the ball and passed it to Iter from high place, and Abigail headed it over......

"Hoffenheim had a good table today, and Stuttgart couldn't relax at the back. Fillet! The ball was headed back into the penalty area by Filip, and Iter raised his leg to shoot, ah! Blocked by Stuttgart's Zara, he headed the ball back to Abigail on the left! ”

"It's a pity, this ball, it's just a little bit!" Another on-site commentator was heartbroken.

While they were talking, Abigail had already quickly run to the front, and in front of him stood a hill-like Anton.

Abigail's left shoulder sank slightly, and it seemed that he was about to break through from the left! Anton's body didn't move, staring at the ball at his feet.

Sure enough, Abigail just feint, he looked at the defender in front of him, and had no choice but to really lean to the left and pass the ball to Poole.

Pooler received the ball almost along the touchline, and the ball could go out of bounds at any moment. Behind the right, Anton followed him firmly, leaving him with barely a slit to turn.

This kid, he sighed in his heart, he was really dead-eyed, the tactics of pressing people were implemented so well, and he was born a defender.

"Puller has passed! The ball reached Kahn's feet, and Hoffenheim's Anton came to Kahn's side almost at the same time. ”

"Kahn is a striker with a very delicate footwork, a bit of a South American style."

Yue Yiran's heart hung high. At this point, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow on the lawn quickly turns into a thin layer of ice after being trampled on.

Jonas was half-crouched as Anton and another Hoffenheim defender, Berry, surrounded him left and right.

Jonas remained silent, his legs slightly apart, calmly observing the two people in front of him. Their eyes were fixed on the ball, almost sparks.

At this time, I saw Jonas slightly knock the ball with his right foot, and his whole body turned in a different direction. Anton and Berry immediately ran to him.

Jonas made another 180-degree turn! The ball seemed to stick to his left foot, followed by a circular arc and was accurately passed to Dutt in the box.

Dutt only needed a light push for the ball to cross the line.

"The ball is in! Now the score on the field is 1:0. Even though the commentator was looking at Hoffenheim in his heart, he couldn't help but admire: "Turn the ball in place, extraordinary imagination!" Extraordinary ball feeling! Almost shoulder to shoulder with the masters of dribbling in history. ”

Anton looked at Jonas with complicated eyes, and only after a while did he say convincingly: "Even after so many years, I am still not as good as you." ”

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Jonas patted the snowflakes off his hair: "It's also a coincidence, because the ground is slippery." ”

Anton: "......" is slippery, so normal people will fall! Why is it a good place to come to you? And let us mortals live?

As Anton thought, the heavy snow affected most of the players, with both teams running significantly slower, slipping and falling on the ball from time to time, and the attacking process slowing down until the end of the first half, with no other threatening goals from either side. At this time, only one person became very active and nimble like a foraging snow hare.

Certainly not Jonas, who, like everyone else, has lost his temper.

This man is Stuttgart's little transparent defender Floda, who can always make decisive tackles when the other players are carefully dribbling the ball, but unfortunately he can't take a few steps and will be robbed.

The commentator quipped: "Floda is playing quite hard! The defender is 22 years old and is from Norway. If he exercises for a few more years, no one will be able to kick him on this snowy day! ”

Another commentator also laughed: "It is estimated that this player has been playing in this kind of weather since he was a child, and this game has brought him back to his childhood." ”

Intermission.

Hoffenheim's head coach Gerka looked solemn, and after laying out a few tactics, he said to Anton: "Can you keep an eye on Kahn in the second half?" ”

Anton shook his head.

"So unconfident? What do you think is terrible about him? "You've known him since you were a child, so you should be very familiar with his path." ”

"Every time I met him, he was stronger than before," Anton said, "Talent is only a very small aspect, and the most terrible thing is that this talented person is still very hardworking." "He's not a rabbit waiting for a tortoise in a tortoise-hare race, but a hare that's so fast that the tortoise can't see it.

The Hoffenheim players were silent.