KC6

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Cristiano went back to his bedroom and got a good night's sleep.

In his dream, he saw Kaka in a black suit, standing in the silent rain, and through Kaka's figure, he saw his tombstone.

Chris woke up, his heart pounding.

I have to say that the moment when he saw the black and white photo of himself on the tombstone was much bigger than he thought.

Cristiano thought he could calmly accept the fact that he had died once.

But when the dream came, he seemed to feel the powerlessness and coldness again for that moment, and he remembered that day when he saw Kaka lying on his bedside falling asleep, he wanted to raise his hand to stroke his lover's hair again, but he couldn't even feel the slightest sensation.

And that's not the worst, he began to feel the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, he couldn't feel the bitter smell of oxygen inhaled in his mouth, and then gradually, even his vision seemed to be closed.

His eyes could no longer see Kaka's appearance, but he was still alive, his eyes were still open, but he was clearly aware that he had lost his five senses, as if he was imprisoned in a dark cage.

He had such a strong physique, but he could only be as fearful as a trapped beast.

And at this moment, he recalled all the memories of death, he was cold and frightened, and the constant warmth of the room could not warm him.

That's not right, you've been born again, and you shouldn't dwell on the shadow of the death of the past. Cristiano slapped his face twice, then quickly sat up from the bed and pulled back the curtains beside the bed.

The Lisbon afternoon sun slanted in, illuminating the room for a moment, and Chris breathed heavily, gradually calming his heartbeat.

He glanced at the clock, which showed that it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

He scratched his hair, he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

"Damn it!" Cristiano remembered the phone that was cannon fodder, he jumped up from the bed like a rabbit, he actually slept for so long! He should have gotten up early in the morning and gone get a new phone!

Cristiano rushed into the bathroom, he had to take a shower, the nightmare made him break out in a sticky cold sweat, then brush his teeth, grab another piece of clothing and go out with his gloves!

He trotted to the nearest electronics store, picked a phone to pay, waited to turn it on, and imported data......

He licked his lips and tapped lightly on the counter as if he were unconsciously urging, why was it so slow?

Just when Cristiano was in his mind, the small TV in the store was playing some lace news about sports competitions -

"Today, our agency unexpectedly photographed Milan's golden boy Kaka going to a luncheon with a beautiful woman, accompanied by both parents! It seems that we can expect that good things are coming for this golden boy! It is reported that ......"

When Cristiano heard Kaka's name mentioned in the news, he looked up almost instinctively, and immediately saw Caroline holding Kaka's arm and entering the hotel.

Cristiano stared at the small TV in a daze, until the teller next to him reminded him that the phone was ready: "Sir? Mr? Your phone ......"

"Oh, thank you." Cristiano snatched his phone in a panic, thanked him in a hurry, and ran out of the store in embarrassment.

The phone was turned on, but no new calls came in, and Cristiano deliberately did not change his phone number.

He wiped his face and sat down on the roadside bench, a little amused and a little disgusted, he already knew that Kaka was already with Caroline at this time, didn't he? Why is it necessary to have such a big reaction when watching the news?

Did he really think that being born again would change the Brazilian faith?

Cristiano covered his face with his hands, he couldn't forget the happiness they had had been together for a short time, but he couldn't forget the torment that followed, and even if Kaka never brought up the swings in front of him, he knew that Kaka was spiritually reproached for their love and faith.

Even if his injury recurrence caused by a malicious foul on the court is a punishment from God in Kaka's eyes, and Cristiano can't stop Kaka from going into a dead end.

He knew then that no matter how hard they tried to love each other, sooner or later they would separate, and all he had to do was seize every second before that day came.

Just like now, even if they were reborn in the same world, the problem of crossing between them could never be crossed, he used to think that only life and death could solve their problems, but now he thinks so.

Cristiano rubbed his face, finally stopped trying to bury himself, he had to go home, he missed Lady Dolores so much, and his father, his brothers and sisters.

"Oh Chris! What's going on, you just won a game! How does it look like you've been bullied by someone? As soon as she got home, Irma laughed at the flush around her brother's eyelids, which looked like he had just cried.

Before Cristiano could be moved to see his young siblings again, he was poured with a basin of cold water, and he pouted, and immediately turned his head to look at himself in the glass window, and sure enough, it was just as Irma said.

He muttered, "No, that's what I rubbed casually." ”

It's just that because he hasn't been tanned at this time, the redness under his eyelids is immediately obvious!

Cristiano is determined to quickly get himself back to the healthy color of the future, at least it doesn't look so easy to be bullied.

And his muscles.

Cristiano, who is also known as Little Luo, has been tackled by various violations because of his thin stature, Chris thought so, forcing himself to stop thinking about the Holy Son who is still in Milan, Italy, he has to do something for himself.

As for that phone call, Chris thought, he'd call back in the evening, and now let's not bother Kaka's important family dinner.

"It's coming, it's this expression again, okay, tell your brother, who bullied you? Another locker room issue for teammates? Hugo couldn't stand it anymore, so he squeezed away to watch the lively Irma and grabbed his youngest brother.

Cristiano doesn't know if it's because his body has returned to his youngest time, so that his little temper and emotions are uncontrollable as his body gets younger, or because he hasn't seen such a family member for so long, it's hard for him to hold back the composure of the 37-year-old Ronaldo - in fact, he hasn't succeeded since the second he walked through the door.

He leaned together with his brother and whispered, "No, I can handle it." ”

"Come on, I don't want to get a crying call from you again in the middle of the night, and I will be kicked by a donkey if I disturb my married life." Hugo rolled his eyes.

Chris: "......"

As far as he can remember, he only called Ms. Dolores a handful of times!

"Yes, yes, but Mom, she's going to call us all up right away to discuss your little problem." Irma added on the side, although there was a bit of disgust and ridicule in her words, but she leaned in front of Chris, held the face of her youngest brother, and looked at it seriously, "But who called us your family?" Tell us what's going on. ”

Cristiano blinked a little uncomfortably, he hadn't seen Irma like this in so long that he felt his eyes fire up again.

Oh, it's a shame.

Cristiano covered his face.

Hugo and Irma couldn't help but laugh when they saw this, their youngest and most favored brother was still so cute even if he went to play football!

"Okay, Chris doesn't want to say anything, just let him calm down alone and come to dinner." A voice of the man who could not be refused came, and the brothers and sisters gathered around Chris immediately dispersed obediently.

Cristiano jerked his head up to see Dinis sitting at the table with a glass of port wine at hand.

"Daddy!" Cristiano strode forward and hugged his father hard.

Old Dinis was so startled by his youngest son's unexpected movements that he raised his hands, and some did not know what to do.

He slowly put his hand back on Cristiano's back with some stiffness, patted it lightly, and looked at Hugo and the others with a gesture of his eyes - what the hell is going on?

Hugo and Irma spread their hands at the same time and exchanged a look, look, I'll just say Chris has a problem!

Dinis is rare and gentle, mainly because he is not used to the sudden closeness of his youngest son, he cleared his throat: "Okay Chris, eat first, if there is any problem, we will solve it later, okay?" ”

Cristiano took a few deep breaths, nodded, and told himself in his heart that there was still time.

He was going to send Jorge a message immediately and ask his all-powerful agent to arrange for Dinis to do a full body examination at the best hospital in Lisbon and everything would be in time.

Dinis was a good father and husband when he was sober, but such a good image often took up too little time in his life, and because of the PTSD left behind by the war, he fell into alcohol, which made him quickly become another hateful person.

Chris respects and loves him, but at the same time he fears and hates him, which turns into regret.

Cristiano finished a lively dinner at home, and he hadn't thought of Kaka for hours, which was a good thing, good for his heart.

As for Kaka, at noon, he and Caroline and her family sincerely and resolutely expressed that he was not the best choice, and that the luncheon was naturally not very pleasant, but for Kaka, his heart was untimely and happy-

He was completely free, he could go to Cristiano with a completely pure identity and soul, to hug his boy, to kiss his boy.

Simeone and Bosco could see exactly what their eldest son was thinking, and Kaka didn't even hide the pleasure in his eyes, and the two looked at each other with a headache.

Thanks to Caroline, thanks to Caroline's parents for their good temper for not beating them out.

After lunch, Kaka and his family boarded a flight to Lisbon airport.

It was late at night when we arrived in Lisbon, and the family went straight from the airport to the pre-booked hotel.

Kaka had been to the city many times, and he offered to walk around alone, and no one objected.

He had seen the silent nights of the city, and he had seen the sunrise of the city, when he always hugged Chris, and they drove straight to the top of an empty mountain, where they hugged and kissed each other uncontrollably, and the light of the sun and moon testified to the passionate love that burned their lives.

Kaka didn't go to the top of the hill, firstly, he didn't drive, and secondly, there was no taxi willing to take him to this hellish place at night, he just walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys, imagining his boy living and running here.

He could walk to Chris's quarters, not too far from their hotel, but his parents insisted that the first visit must be during the day, and that the family must be neat enough to show respect and respect for each other.

Kaka acquiesced, and his Chris deserved the best.

While Simone and Bosco checked in in the hotel lobby, Deegan was rather bored and picked up an entertainment tabloid on the table, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh God!" ”

"Degan! Don't make a fuss! Simone glanced at his youngest son reproachfully, walked over and glanced at the tabloid that made Degan exclaim, and then the next second, Ms. Simeone covered her mouth and cried softly, "Oh God! ”

This time, Basco couldn't help but take the hotel key and came over to see: "What is it that makes you both ......?"

His voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened as he looked at the tabloid in front of him, and he almost shouted out the name of the old man of God—

[Milan golden boy Kaka and the beauty went to luncheon, and the two families met and were suspected of getting married soon]

The attached photo is when they went to dinner at noon today, and even Caroline in the photo is still holding Kaka's arm, smiling brightly, and Kaka maintains a gentlemanly smile.

Anyone who sees it will want to say a golden boy and a girl, a prince and princess.

"You say, will he see it?" Degan broke the silence.

Simeone and Bosco looked at each other, both of them knowing who Deegan meant by "he".

But to be honest, the cover of a random small magazine is this, can they expect Cristiano Ronaldo not to know the news? Obviously this can't be.

So when Kaka came back from outside, he saw his parents and Deegan staring at him with strange faces.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, you have to be mentally prepared that you have a little scandal." Deegan cleared his throat and handed the cover of the entertainment magazine he had quietly brought back to his brother.

Kaka took it, and his face changed just by looking at him, it was Caroline again, and he didn't dare to think about what Chris would do if he saw the news.

He breathed a few beats and hurriedly said, "I'll make a call." ”

Simeone nodded at him encouragingly.

Kaka's phone hasn't been dialed out yet, but a call has come in first-

"Hey Kaka." Cristiano's slightly raised tone came from the other end of the phone, probably because of the pronunciation of diacritics, and every time the boy called him like this, he always felt that the other party was coquettish.

Kaka was stunned for two seconds, and then his eyes quickly turned red.

Simeone and Bausco on the side subconsciously held their breath when they saw this, it seemed that the boy on the other end of the phone should be there.

“Cris。” Kaka shouted in a low voice, the name against the tip of his tongue, he thought about it for so long, more than three thousand days and nights, and when the other party's voice really sounded in his ears, Kaka could barely hold his phone, "Cris, is it really you?" ”

"Of course it's me." Cristiano's voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse of adolescence, and his low and laughing voice was crisp and numb, like a feather brushing Kaka's ears, "So, Kaka? I have to say sorry first, my phone ran out of battery yesterday, and then it was splashed with water by the club and scrapped, and I didn't have a chance to call you until now. ”

"It's okay, it's okay Cris. I could have waited a long time. Kaka said quickly, grinning so hard that Deegan in the room thought the sun was shining outside.

"Then I hope I didn't bother you by calling you right now? I deliberately chose it later. Cristiano said, "Happy to you, Kaka." ”

The smile on Kaka's face paused slightly, and then he asked, "What?" ”

"Hmm, didn't you say that before? You and your parents-in-law always read the Bible at night? Cristiano swallowed to moisten his harsh throat.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to rub his eyes, he actually said such funny things, if it was in his previous life, he would definitely not be able to say it, he must have chosen to watch from a distance and keep his mouth shut.

But it is estimated that he has returned to his young body, and even with some impulses he has returned to his youth, he pouted, and his eyes became sour.

He thought to himself, Cristiano, ridiculous Cristiano, are you deliberately trying to find out where Kaka and Caroline's relationship has gotten up?

Kaka's breathing grew heavier, and Chris saw the damn gossip.

His momentary silence was misinterpreted as acquiescence by the other side, Cristiano touched the tip of his nose and sneered: "It's nothing, I'm just here to make sure, we're still good friends, right?" ”

"Where are you?" Kaka didn't answer, but asked in a low voice.

"Me? I am home. Cristiano subconsciously replied, and after saying that, he felt that he was so pitiful, so he deliberately raised the corners of his mouth to try to appear that he was not so lonely, "Although my teammates told me to hang out to play, who made me friends with the Son of God?" I'm not going to go to those hellish places for a long time......"

"Wait for me at home." Kaka quickly interrupted Cristiano.

"What?" Cristiano was stunned, they were in two countries at all! Today's damn news story has the famous buildings of Brazil in the background.

Kaka knew he couldn't wait a minute, he just said quickly, "Wait for me." Don't hang up. ”

After hearing Chris's voice, he couldn't bear the fear of being cut off for a second, and he prayed in a low voice, "Don't hang up, okay?" ”

"Hmm, okay." Cristiano muttered that he couldn't refuse Kaka, never will, even if Kaka made a seemingly outrageous request.

"But seriously, even if you're going to come over right now, you're going to have to hang up on the plane. You don't need me to say that, do you? Cristiano joked.

Kaka chuckled, "Stupid Cris." ”

He grabbed a coat quickly, and before he could nod to his parents and Degan, he burst out.

Cristiano's ears were hot on the other end of the phone, and for many nights he was held tightly in his arms by men, kissed on the forehead, and muttered affectionately, just like he had just done.

For a moment he forgot to argue who sounded more stupid - not to hang up the phone, or to cross the two countries in the middle of the night.

He heard Kaka's breathing on the phone, as if he was running through the streets, he couldn't help but jump off the bed, walked out of the balcony to look at the sky, and muttered: "Hey Kaka, you don't really want to go to the airport, do you?" ”

"Seriously, it's not appropriate." Cristiano lowered his voice, God knows how much he hated saying that, but he said anyway, "You'll regret it......"

He knew too well, Kaka had tried, they had tried, they had tried, he was still working hard even before his last match, he thought that maybe they would meet, as long as they met, they would immediately understand that each other's hearts were so close, and they would immediately return to their original sweet state, but the end result was that he was in the hospital bed, and he couldn't even touch each other.

"Cris, don't look up to the sky, look down." It took an unknown amount of time for Kaka's voice to come from the other end of the phone, "I won't be out of your reach, I promise you, I'll be at your fingertips for the rest of my life." ”

Chris looked down at the balcony in disbelief, almost thinking he was hallucinating.

"Kaka!?"

God, that's exciting! Cristiano felt his poor heart pounding, and he ran out of the door, unable to believe his eyes!

“Cris！” Kaka hugged Cristiano who was running towards him, and in his eyes, Chris didn't seem to have changed in any way, whether he was a young teenager or a sharp-edged man twenty years later.

He stretched out his hands and held each other tightly in his embrace, their chests pressed together, God knows how grateful he was for such a loss.

"Cris, Cris, Cris......" Kaka pressed Cristiano's neck tightly, the hug so hard that Chris thought he was going to be rubbed into the other's blood.

“…… Mine, it's mine......" Kaka knew he must be crying like a child, he felt his face picked up by Chris in a panic, but he couldn't hold back his tears.

He thought his tears had been shed in those ten years, and now he knew that it was because his heart had come to life again.