KC4

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It took at least seven or eight minutes for poor No. 28 to get back into the line and running.

He didn't seem to be affected by anything, but the trick of pouring the ball at his feet became more and more crisp and neat, as if he was getting more and more courageous.

Cristiano had absolutely no idea what was going on.

He thought he was dead, but in a blink of an eye, he opened his eyes again, and saw a bunch of people around him, and he thought that he had come back to life to create a medical miracle.

But the truth is more miraculous than a medical miracle.

As soon as Cristiano raised his eyes, he saw the lord in the VIP seat, young—at least much younger than he later remembered it—Sir Alex Ferguson.

Cristiano was stunned, and then looked down at himself, the green and white striped wide jersey, and the white pants with the word number 28 printed on the bottom, this is his shirt when he was at Sporting Lisbon.

That is, he went back twenty years ?!

The team doctor who took care of his wound seemed to be very worried and asked him: "Are you okay Ronaldo?" Can you still concentrate? ”

Before Cristiano could come to his senses and answer for a moment, he heard the team doctor advise his teammates and the manager who had just come up: "He may not be fit to play right now, maybe he needs to arrange a head CT ......"

"No, no, I'm fine!" Cristiano sprang up from the ground.

He never felt so powerful, inexhaustible, he felt his legs, he felt his arms, his young, nimble, injury-free body.

Cristiano's desire to win and lose the game has always been strong, and even if he still can't figure out what is going on on the pitch, regaining control of his youthful and energetic body and the unexpected surprise of running on the green pitch again is enough to put aside other worries for a while.

He had just become familiar with his former body, which was somewhat incompatible, but soon, his soul and body fit perfectly.

"Cristiano Ronaldo! Diagonal shot from a tight angle into the far corner! The referee blew the end of the race! Sporting Lisbon against Manchester United, 3-1! ”

Cristiano scored the last goal of the game, and even though it was the Nth triple-digit goal of his football career, he was still excited and jubilant, and the game was blown off with their big win, and he subconsciously made a gesture of pointing his hands to the sky, and couldn't help but gasp for air.

Ever since his father's death, he has ended his celebrations with a goal victory, as if telling his beloved father that he hasn't had time to see his success.

It's a habit he's been doing for nearly 17 years, and he did it subconsciously, never thinking that it was 2002 and that nothing had happened.

Cristiano didn't have time to run a few steps before he was quickly wrapped up by his teammates, whose hands ruffled his hair, and he was squeezed into the crowd surrounded by cheers.

Countless kisses landed on the top of his head and neck.

At an unknown bar in another city, Kaka is completely stunned by Chris on the air.

He looked at the boy's neat and beautiful dribbling, and watched the boy's long-range shooting technique, the power and angle were so perfect that vaguely, the green face overlapped with the distant memory of the King of the Bernabeu.

Just when he smiled bitterly and missed hopelessly, in the next second of the camera, the boy pointed his fingers to the sky and looked at the sky, and his beautiful and plump lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something.

Kaka stood up suddenly, staring at Chris on the screen in a rare distraction, even to the point of knocking over the glass of water in his hand, and the water flowed down the table, without him realizing what was happening in the slightest.

He remembered that Chris had told him everything about Dinis, about how his father had knocked on the door of the football world and how he had supported him, but he hadn't been able to see it when he was at the top of the game, and he knew how sorry Chris was, and he knew how much the gesture meant to Chris.

Oh, God.

Kaka burst into tears, almost desperate to rush to the TV and touch the boy's face on the screen, but he was stopped by the angry men around him.

When Manchester United lost, those drunks were already dynamite-barrels that blew up at one point, and the glass of water that Kaka spilled was a spark.

"Oh God! Degan! Go and bring your brother back! Simeone screamed in panic.

Basco and Degan rushed into the mix, and the drunken man with his fist had already punched the Son's pretty face.

Kaka was caught off guard by a punch, and he tilted his head and fell on the bar table, the dull pain in his face that brought him back to his senses, but he couldn't get angry at all, and he was even grateful for the dull pain, which confirmed that he was in the real world, not some pitiful fantasy.

He even looked at the drunk man and grinned without any guilt.

Great, Chris, great, Kaka asked in a mental whisper, isn't that a coincidence, right? It's you, right?

The drunkard was startled by Kaka's smile, and when he swept behind the young man, he saw two men rushing towards him with a fierce look, and he immediately turned and ran away.

Degan managed to squeeze next to his brother, but was frightened by the tears on Kaka's face, he hadn't seen Kaka cry like this since he was five years old!

He hurriedly hugged his brother at a loss: "Kaka? What's wrong Kaka? Did he beat you?! I'll help you get it back! ”

Bosco hurriedly grabbed the impulsive Degan and returned to Simeone with the two boys in one hand.

Simeone gasped at the sight of Kaka, and before she could ask anything, she heard Kaka speak in a distinct tone that could be called "happy" for the first time in so many days, and muttered almost dreamily: "I'm fine, I'm fine." In fact, I couldn't have been better. ”

Degan's eyes widened, and he held his head and whispered, "God, that guy broke my brother's brain!" ”

Basco rolled his eyes and raised his hand to give Deegan a slap on the head.

Simeone quickly glanced around, the situation here has attracted the attention of most people in the bar, maybe someone has already recognized Kaka, "Milan's Golden Boy" Kaka.

"We have to go back." Simone said quickly, grabbing her two children and her husband, and quickly leaving the bar.

On the way home, Simeone sat in the passenger seat and kept turning her head to look back at Kaka, and she couldn't help but open her mouth and ask, "Ricky, are you really okay?" You ......"

She'd seen Kaka's tears so many times lately that she couldn't tell which one was more desperate.

She saw Kaka now, saw the subtle smile on his face, couldn't believe that this was changing for the better, and she was even more afraid that something had happened to stimulate her eldest son's delicate and fragile nerves.

God had mercy on her as a poor mother.

"Mom, I'm really good." Kaka interrupted Simeone.

He sat forward, clutching his phone tightly, wondering if Chris's phone was still the same number.

It was years before they had exchanged contact information in their last life, and he wasn't sure if Chris had changed his phone number before.

Of course, he can memorize Chris's contact information by heart.

Kaka gave Simeone a genuine smile.

As if she understood, Simeone nodded and covered her mouth, choked a little, more like crying with joy, turned around and sobbed hard.

Bausko drove silently all the way home.

Deegan looked at his brother and then at his mother, who was sobbing in the front row, as if they were playing some riddle he couldn't understand.

Degan cautiously spoke: "Kaka? ”

"Thank you, Degan." Kaka turned his head and hugged Deegan hard.

If it weren't for Degan's proposal, he might have completely forgotten that tonight was the key game, and he might still be looking through Chris's old fight, and it would be an unknown number of days before he realized that his Chris was back.

God, why is he always so sluggish? Kaka blamed himself in his heart, God had given him a second chance, he had to seize it, he couldn't let Chris slip out of his life any longer.

After returning home, Kaka immediately went back to his room, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the familiar phone number without pausing for a second.

He didn't even think about what to say, maybe it was also a habit-

When he was alone for ten years, he would quietly dial Chris's number every night, of course, no one answered on the other end, but he just listened to the busy tone of the phone, and there was a little peace of mind, as if the world still left a trace of implication between him and Chris.

However, one time, he carelessly forgot to continue to renew the phone, maybe ten years was too long, maybe he was old, his mind was paralyzed and dull, and he made a huge mistake.

When he dialed the number again, the phone beeped twice, and then the other end was suddenly picked up, and a young and energetic voice came: "Hello? I'm David, may I ask you ......"

At that moment, Kaka hung up in a panic, looked down and repeatedly confirmed that the string of numbers was not wrong, and then he realized that he had made a mistake.

He had severed the only link between him and Chris, and the frustration was so frustrating that he didn't even have the strength to dodge when the truck's headlights screeched head-on at him.

……

The phone was dialed several times, as if the person on the other end hesitated for a moment before picking it up.

Kaka heard his heartbeat hitting his eardrums as loudly as a drum, and he subconsciously blurted out, "Cris? ”

There was only a few seconds of breathing on the other end of the line, and then the call was hung up coldly.

Kaka almost jumped on the spot, it was him! He couldn't be more sure! It's him!

Kaka rushed out of his room and bumped into Degan, who was eavesdropping with his ears outside the door, and Degan covered his nose in pain: "Kaka! ”

"I'm going to Lisbon." Kaka pressed his brother's shoulder, he had never laughed so happily before, he clung to Degan and repeated over and over again, "I'm going to Lisbon!" There he is! ”

Kaka cheered in rejoice, and pulled out his suitcase, which he began to quickly load.

Deegan looked at Kaka dumbfounded, but as if he was infected, he subconsciously grinned, completely forgetting that he should have stopped his brother from tidying up his suitcase at night.

Simeone and Bosco rushed over when they heard the movement, and Bosco's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he scolded: "What are you doing? ”

Kaka turned around when he heard the sound, he faced Simone, knowing that Simone was the one who was the most susceptible to soft-heartedness, he stepped forward and hugged his mother, and said in a low voice: "Mother, I was wrong, I thought I would never find him again, but my lord was merciful and sent him back...... Mom, he's right there, I have to pick him up. Let me go, okay? ”

Simeone listened to her eldest son's choking and weakness, and she thought to herself that she had surrendered in front of Kaka's love, and she had never shown any strong purpose of obstruction, why did Kaka look so ......

She couldn't tell, as if she and Bausko had done countless times to hinder Kaka's search for the child.

Simeone felt her heart ache, and she stroked Kaka's slightly curly hair and asked softly, "Is that the kid named Cristiano Ronaldo?" ”

Kaka shuddered slightly, then he raised his eyes to look at his father and mother, "It's him." ”

Bausko pursed his lips and seemed to be struggling: "He's also a footballer. You have to know that the two of you are going to ruin each other if you are together. Even now, whoever leaks the news to a gossip tabloid, you and he will never have to go to the court again. Do you know this? ”

Kaka's face was pale, but he still nodded firmly, "I know. I know there will even be fans who send us death threatening letters, but I'm sure that if I can't be around him, death will be the end for us. ”

He had been unable to sleep for countless days and nights because of the threat of Chris who was drenched in blood on the letter, he couldn't imagine that Chris was threatened, intimidated, or even killed because of his deep love, and he flinched because of this, and saw the bewildered and disappointed eyes of his lover, which made him worse than dead.

Simeone stomped on her husband viciously, and then warned Kaka with great seriousness: "From now on, I will not allow you to hear a single word of 'death' in your mouth in this house, do you understand?" Ricardo Izekson dos Santos Wright! ”

"There's five days left until your vacation ends, and I think we'll have time to go there for three days, and it'll be a vacation." Simeone could clearly see Kaka's eyes light up at his words.

She knew that her baby was back when she saw such a kaka, and she curled the corners of her mouth slightly for having made the right decision.

But she changed her words: "But before that, you still have a mess to clean up." Tomorrow at noon, Caroline and her parents want to see you. ”

Kaka paused, but he thought that he really should give Caroline a positive, firm answer and apologize in person.

"Okay." "Can I book a ticket?" Tomorrow afternoon's plane. ”

Simeone and Basco looked at each other helplessly, and had to nod: "Okay dear, tomorrow afternoon's plane." ”

"Thank you, Mom! Thank you, Father. Kaka stepped forward and hugged Simeone again, then hesitated and looked at Bausco, not hugging the other.

He wasn't sure how much Bosco would want a hug, how much his father hated his choice in his previous life, and how much the conversation he couldn't be buried with his lover even if he died.

Bosco maintained his father's dignity and nodded slightly in response.

When he saw Kaka and Deegan back in their respective rooms, he put his arm around his wife's waist and muttered frustratedly as he walked towards their bedroom, "Why didn't Ricky give me a hug?" I mean, I didn't overdo his sexuality, did I? ”

Simeone looked at her husband and tugged at the corners of her mouth speechlessly: "Then maybe you should show more enthusiasm for Ricky's partner, maybe Ricky will be more enthusiastic about you." ”

Bausko couldn't help but shudder: "God, Ricky's partner? That's how you called that kid? ”

"I thought it was already our default." Simeone folded her arms and looked at her husband like a lioness protecting her cubs, with a hint of threat in her words, "Bausko? ”

Bausko paused and spread his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay. ”

Although he did not agree to his wife's offer on the surface, he had already figured out how to behave when he saw the boy.

Well, smile, smile is always right?

The next morning, when Simone saw her husband in the bathroom practicing smiling in the mirror, she was almost so frightened that she thought her husband was possessed by some demon.

"God, if you look at Chris with a smile like that, that little guy will be scared to cry by you." After Simeone came to her senses, she guessed the reason behind her husband's strange behavior, and she couldn't help but laugh quietly and tease.

"Chris? You're all calling out Chris? And little one, oh my god dear, don't let me stand it. Bosco muttered, never admitting that his rebuttal was due to the annoyance of being debunked by Simeone.

Simeone snorted softly, no matter what her husband said, she had already self-hypnotized herself with the equation of Chris = future daughter-in-law.

Especially in the footage of last night's ball game, the boy's handsome footwork, unyielding fighting spirit, his eyebrows flying up when he wins, and the appearance of praying to God, as well as ...... The aggrieved poor beautiful eyes with tears in their eyes, the reddened eyelids and the small patch of skin under the eyes, wet like a puppy.

Simeone didn't realize that when he was watching last night's football game, he had already met Cristiano Ronaldo with the appreciation of his mother-in-law to her future daughter-in-law.

Her excellent memory gave up without resistance when she remembered - what a lovely boy, no wonder Kaka fell in love with him.