Before, you said to me: Alfonso, the world doesn't like me.

At that time, I was a teenager, ignorant of the world, and had nothing but blood. I said, "Sister, if the world doesn't like you, then the world is my enemy."

You put your hand on my face, smiling, but weeping.

Years later, I met a girl who was holding her legs, leaning against the wall, bowing her head and crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked her

"The world doesn't like me, I hate the world. She looked up at me and said. Tears spilled over her makeup. She looks like a fried kitten.

I suddenly remembered you at that time, crouched down and put my hand in her hair.

"It's okay, I'll make the world like you"

Sister, may the world and you forgive each other.

Alfonso returned home with his football, full of excitement and ready to open the door, he wanted to tell his parents and sister a good news, today when the scout came to the school to inspect him, he is going to join Santos Football Club, that is the famous football club in Brazil, the king Pele is from there to embark on the road to the king.

He pushed the door, but it didn't open. He took out the key and prepared to open the door, but after twisting the lock, the door still did not open, and he found through the crack that the burglar chain in the house was fastened, and the door was locked from the inside.

"Dad, Mom, sister is me, I'm outside, open the door. He shouted as he banged on the door. He heard footsteps coming from inside, and it was a moment before the door opened, and it was his sister Jessica.

"Why are you only opening the door now, what are you doing inside?" Alfonso said dissatisfied.

"Nothing. It's just that I was helping my mother prepare dinner just now and I didn't hear you knock on the door. Jessica's eyes were a little evasive, and she looked a little flustered.

"Why does it smell of blood?" Alfonso said, frowning.

"Alfonso is back?" Alfonso's mother's voice came from the kitchen, and he walked into the kitchen to find his mother chopping chicken pieces, which turned out to be the smell of blood coming from the chicken. But is the bloody smell of chicken really that strong?

"There were guests coming in the evening and we ate Coxinha tonight. Jessica said as she stood next to Alfonso.

"Wow, I had a lot of fun eating Coxinha today, my mom's Coxinha is the best thing in the world. Alfonso kicked the question of the smell of blood out of his mind and jumped up with excitement, drooling at the thought of his mother's Coxinha.

Coxinha is a Brazilian chicken patty made by crushing a whole chicken and filling it in the dough to make a chicken thigh, a classic Brazilian snack that children love.

Legend has it that the origin is the son of Princess Isabella of Brazil, who had some IQ problems and lived in the countryside. The little prince loves chicken, and only eats chicken legs. One day when the stock of chicken thighs was low, the chef used chicken and dough ingredients to make a cone-shaped snack similar to chicken thighs, and the little prince accepted the fake chicken thighs. Later, when the Empress came to see the little prince, the Empress was so satisfied with this snack that she ordered the royal kitchen to cook it, and the snack has been spread ever since.

"But stinky boy, you go take a shower now, you just finished practicing, and the smell of sweat all over your body is really stinky. Jessica said with a slap of her nose.

"Got it, got it. Alfonso packed his clothes and walked in the direction of the bathroom. He thought about telling his family about his admission to Santos Football Club in the evening.

In the evening, Alfonso's family sat down at a table with a guest to enjoy dinner, and the atmosphere at the table was a bit lively, and the guest was funny and humorous, and from time to time made everyone laugh, except for Alfonso.

Alfonso ate the food on his plate in silence, he didn't like the Uncle David, who seemed to be enthusiastic, but always looked at him with a wolf-like look at the food, which made him feel very uncomfortable and got goosebumps on his body.

His father, Anthony, arranged him at the very end of the table. Alfonso was only twelve years old, and his hands were not long enough to reach all the food on the table. A dish made up of bloody, seemingly undercooked pieces of meat was placed in front of David, who was a guest. Alfonso was a little curious, and wanted to stand up and scoop a piece into his bowl with a spoon, but was warned by his father's eyes, and he had to sit honestly in his place.

David glanced at Alfonso with a smirk.

Nasty guy, Alfonso glared back. He was a little unhappy, he didn't have much interest in the bloody smell of the dish, and it didn't look very good, but he felt that it was unfair, there were five people at the table, and he couldn't eat that dish alone. He was even more unhappy when he saw that his sister Jessica had also eaten a few bites of that bloody meat.

Alfonso went back to his room to do his homework and watch a replay of the soccer game. He could hear the voices of his father, Anthony, and his uncle, David, in the next room, and they seemed to be arguing somehow, but the room was well insulated, and he could only hear a few words when he put his ear to the wall: drugs...... I've long since washed my hands...... Transport...... Cocaine ......

David and Anthony talked and left, and Alfonso watched his father drop the uncle to the door, and the two were talking and laughing, and there was no sign of the quarrel.

"Dad, I was accepted into Santos FC. Alfonso said as he walked up to Anthony's side.

"Fantastic, my son is such a genius, you are my pride, Alfonso. Anthony excitedly hugged Alfonso and lifted him up.

Alfonso saw a happy smile on his father's face, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

At night, Alfonso was asleep in his bed.

"Alfonso, Alfonso, wake up. Alfonso opened his eyes and saw that it was his sister Jessica calling herself.

"Sister, what are you doing, do you know what time it is?" Alfonso asked sleepily.

"Don't ask why, get dressed. Jessica said as she threw her clothes, pants, and shoes to him.

Jessica saw that he was dressed too slowly and was ready to come over and help him.

Alfonso hurriedly refused: "I'll come by myself." ”

He is already twelve years old, and he has some ignorant understanding of men and women, and some resist having too close contact with his sister who is two years older than him.

"Yo, I'm still shy, I was still helping you take a bath last year. Jessica quipped.

"I accidentally broke my arm. Alfonso said with a blushing face

"Hurry up, bastard. ”

"Okay, don't rush, I'll be right away. ”

She watched Alfonso put on his shoes and took his confused hand and ran in the direction of the basement.

Heading to the basement, Jessica stood next to a dusty cabinet and easily pushed open the heavy-looking metal cabinet full of clutter.