The neon lights make the city look very enchanting at night, and the cool night breeze makes the whole city feel a little colder.

The night wind whipped up the leaves scattered in the air and drifted slowly into the unknown distance.

On a bench under a tree, two figures sat facing each other.

"Long time no see, Fan."

Pablo, who was wearing a hat, said this, with a calm smile on his face, but it was very calm, Pablo's eyes were no longer as warm as they once were, at this time, he was like an old man who saw through the prosperity of the world and would only maintain a normal heart for everything.

"...... Päbo"

This discovery undoubtedly made Fan Bizhuang's heartache even worse, the death of little Luna was not only a major blow to him, but also a real "catastrophe" for Pablo, who lost his most beloved daughter, lost the most important person in his life, and lost a right leg...... Fan Bizhuang opened his mouth, wanting to say something or ask about the other party's current situation, or ask where he had gone, perhaps to express his guilt and self-blame.

But in the end, Fan Bizhuang still didn't speak, and now he has long lost any meaning when he says this.

Suddenly, Fan Bizhuang woke up in shock, he looked at Pablo, and then at the other party's two legs on the ground, and exclaimed: "Pabo, your legs are ......."

Pablo will have his leg amputated, and Fan Bizhuang knows about it, although he has not seen the other party perform the operation with his own eyes, but according to the doctor, with the current level of medical care, it is simply unrealistic to want to save his life and save his right leg.

Can ...... now

Fan Bizhuang rubbed his eyes, convinced that he was not mistaken, Pablo's two legs were there!

Pablo looked at Fan Bizhuang's shocked eyes, smiled faintly, patted him on the shoulder absently, and then lowered his body slightly, put his two hands on his right foot, and after a while, the trouser tube was pulled apart, and a metal prosthetic leg was exposed.

Fan Bizhuang was silent.

Pablo covered his right leg with his pants again, and patted Fan Bizhuang's shoulder again, still with an indifferent expression, but there was a faint sadness in his eyes: "I'm already very lucky to be able to survive, compared to just losing a leg, little Luna has left me forever, this ......"

There was a choked voice, and Pablo didn't finish his sentence, and then fell silent as well.

"I'm sorry, Päääbo. If it weren't for me, if I hadn't invited you to the town, this wouldn't have happened, it wouldn't have ......."

"You don't have to feel guilty, Fan, I know very well, and I believe you know very well, this matter has nothing to do with you......" Pablo waved his hand to interrupt Fan Bizhuang's guilt, he reached out and patted his metal right leg, "It's all in the past, isn't it?" And, I'm very happy with my current life, you see, the American high-end goods, which don't have much impact on my life. ”

"But ......"

Fan Bizhuang wanted to say something, but Pablo had already looked into the distance, as if talking to himself.

"After little Luna left, I also felt hopeless, I felt that I had lost all hope in my life...... I tried to kill myself, but in the end...... I'm still on your side. I went to the United States, and now I live quite well there, it's not bad to be alone, take a walk every day, trim the flowers, heh, I feel as if I am living the life of an old man, of course, I like this calm, only occasionally I think of little Luna...... But it's still the same sentence, everything, it's over. ”

"I decided to live on the other side of the ocean, I don't want to go back to Spain, I don't want to pay attention to football anymore, you know, it's not an easy thing for me, I love football that way, Luna loves football that way, I love you that way...... But I did. I think there are many more important things in the world than football, I used to think that football is my life, but football is not higher than life, I understand it now, but it seems to be a little late......"

"But you're different, Fan. Originally, I didn't want to go back to Iberia, until a guy named Little Plata approached me and told me a little bit about you...... After I returned to China, I also saw a lot of reports about you, the fall of genius? Reiki no more? It's not like the Fan I know...... I hope you cheer up, and while I don't want to focus on anything about football anymore, I still hope you can continue with little Luna's dreams...... She loves football so much, she loves you so much, you are a legend in little Luna's heart, and I am sure that when you are at the top, she will applaud and cheer for you in heaven. ”

"With our hopes, and our dreams, keep going. Fan! ”

Pablo finished all this in a still calm voice, and then he slowly stood up, pulled away from his carry-on backpack, and held a white T-shirt in his hand.

"This, this is ......"

Fan Bizhuang's eyes widened suddenly.

"You've been looking for it for a long time, right?" Pablo laughed.

Fan Bizhuang nodded heavily.

For this white T-shirt, Fan Bizhuang is naturally familiar with it. There are three such T-shirts, one for him, one for Pablo, and one for little Luna.

After the accident, Fan Bizhuang got the bloodstained T-shirt, but after Pablo "disappeared", the white T-shirt belonging to Little Luna also disappeared, and Fan Bizhuang went crazy to search the entire hospital, but nothing came of it.

Now it seems that this T-shirt was taken away by Pablo.

"It's Luna's. I think this dress should be the best place to end up with you. It can represent little Luna, who will always be with you. Taking Fan Bizhuang's hand, Pablo put the white T-shirt in Fan Bizhuang's hand, with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, Pablo said solemnly, "She is still by your side, and she is still waiting to witness the day when you become a true legend." ”

"Don't let her down, Fan. Remember, little Luna is always watching you from heaven, cheering you on, cheering you on. ”

Patting Fan Bizhuang on the shoulder for the third time, Pablo turned around and slowly walked away.

Holding the white T-shirt tightly in his hand, the blood stains on it have long been washed away, but the warmth of the palm of his hand, as if he once caressed the cute cheek of the little girl.

"Pääbo."

Fan Bizhuang shouted at the back in the distance, and the back paused.

"Will you ever come back?"

"Maybe, maybe not. But anyway, Fan, be yourself, take little Luna and my dreams, and keep going. ”

Pablo turned around, with a big smile on his face, and waved his hand, this time, leaving without looking back.

Fan Bizhuang's face also bloomed with a smile, he looked up at the dark night sky, and suddenly felt as if some shackles had been broken in his heart, and it was extremely relaxed.

There were faint stars twinkling in the night sky, and Fan Bizhuang knew that it was the smiling face of Little Luna, who was waving at herself, telling herself, Brother Fan, you have to cheer up, you have to take me, and continue to move forward.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Real Madrid, training ground.

As usual, the daily training is underway, but most of the players can't help but look sideways in confusion and look at the energetic Fan Bizhuang.

In the past few months, Fan Bizhuang has worked hard in training, but his mental energy is not very good. But now looking at his positive and uplifting appearance, everyone is a little confused, and they only feel that Fan Bizhuang is a little different from usual.

It's just that when I look at it again, Fan Bizhuang is still Fan Bizhuang, and it seems to be the same as before.

"Fan, did you encounter anything happy?"

Kaka, who is in the same situation as Fan Bizhuang and has fallen into a trough, has a clearer feeling about this feeling, and he asks such a question during the gap in training.

"Nope."

Fan Bizhuang shook his head and gave a negative answer.

But when Kaka was stunned, Fan Bizhuang actually nodded and smiled at him.

After coming to Real Madrid, especially after being questioned by the media and being frantically criticized and abused by fans, such a smile rarely appeared on Fan Bizhuang's face.

He always seems to be indifferent, he never seems to fit in, he always comes to the training ground alone, runs alone, and is in a daze alone...... How long has it been since I've seen this look?

"Is it my delusion? Still is...... Having problems with my eyes? ”

Kaka muttered in self-doubt, and in the distance, there was already an assistant coach signaling the team to assemble and prepare for the next intra-team practice match.

"It's coming!"

Kaka was about to say something, but Fan Bizhuang had already waved his hand and ran into the distance.

Shaking his head suspiciously, Kaka followed.

……

Even if Pellegrini really wanted to give his most beloved disciple a little "preferential treatment", but Fan Bizhuang was too uncompetitive, and he couldn't go his own way - if it weren't for the club not wanting to let 30 million euros go in vain, and still had a faint expectation of Fan Bizhuang, I am afraid he would have been banished to the reserve team.

Fan Bizhuang got a green vest representing the substitute side, and Kaka was the same, both of whom were members of the substitute phalanx.

Although the combined value of the two people exceeds 100 million euros, the value does not represent anything, the past glory is gone, professional players still have to look at the performance on the field to speak, in the case of poor competitive conditions, these two former superstars, can only be reduced to the marginal role of the team.

Looking at the "disgusted" looks of his teammates around him, Kaka only had a helpless wry smile. His form is really bad, not to mention the players on the main side, even the players on the substitute side, there is a lot of dissatisfaction with him, in the past training matches, his poor performance has dragged down the whole team, which makes some players who want to stand out and want to increase the weight in the heart of the manager, feel very dissatisfied.

Players with "ambition" naturally want to enter the main team, and the best way to impress the head coach is to have outstanding performance in training, but because of the two "drag oil bottles", the whole team is not playing well, and it is normal for these players to complain.

Kaka also wants to play well with the big guys and want to regain the red vest that represents the main position, but now he really has more than enough heart and less strength.

"What do you think?"

Kaka, who was in a daze, suddenly felt a hand climb on his shoulder, turned his head, and saw Fan Bizhuang looking at him with a smile.

"Wait a little bit more and give me the ball, I feel like I'm in good shape today."

Looking at Fan Bizhuang's confident appearance, Kaka really wanted to ask, man, you shouldn't have taken the wrong medicine today, right? Where did you get the confidence and courage that Liang Jingru gave you?

Now you are no longer the all-powerful king of the small town you once was, how can you still be so confident?

Kaka opened his mouth and stopped talking, but Fan Bizhuang didn't give him a chance to speak, patted him on the shoulder again, put on his vest, and ran onto the court.