KC20 [3rd Update]

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After watching the game, the Portuguese returned to his hotel accommodation.

The final is just a few days away, and Cristiano is well aware that he is physically ready, but his heart is hanging in the air like a fallen leaf floating on water.

Cristiano thought that maybe a phone call to Kaka would go a long way in alleviating the mood — Kaka has always been his emotional stabilizer and his lover has always had such magical powers.

But he couldn't get through once and then gave up, after all, Kaka was also training intensively for the Champions League in a month's time.

As a professional, Cristiano washed his face and said to himself in his heart, you are not really a nineteen-year-old Ronaldo, show your level.

He quickly adjusted his mood, put on his training jacket, and strode out of the hotel.

He has to go to training and that makes him feel more secure.

After three days of boring training, coach Scolari has choreographed a more flexible and orderly approach to the tactics and counter-attacks of the Greek team in the last six games, and they need to be familiar with this.

The strength and key of the Greek team is that they are as orderly as a military-military-military team. Their attacks and defenses were so orderly that they could hardly find loopholes, and Portugal in the previous life, under such an attack, was completely disrupted and could not give full play to its original advantages.

Scolari's last-minute change was undoubtedly a risky gamble, but the manager is still young and he has the courage to fight rather than conservatively use a line-up from start to finish.

The tactical changes are not too much of a challenge for this well-coordinated golden generation, and Cristiano is even more so.

In his previous life, he had watched that losing game repeatedly after becoming famous, and thought about how they could change if they did it again.

He has simulated many losing replays in his mind, and although it is impossible to repeat the lost games, such replays have made him perform better and more irresistibly in the following events.

After the last team session, all his team-mates left the training pitch one after another, with Cristiano opting to stay and give himself a penalty for free-kicks.

When he finally finished his training, he noticed that there were several missed calls on his phone, all of which were Kaka.

Cristiano immediately dialed back.

Ever since they were together, he had noticed that Kaka always had a vague sense of panic when he couldn't get through to him, even though his lover tried to hide the negative and bad emotions.

He guessed it had something to do with the previous life, but he didn't know what his lover had been through.

For him, what he experienced was slow and cocoon-like weakness and pain, but when he completely lost consciousness to meet death, he woke up the next second, but he had already come to this world, and he and Kaka were suddenly connected again after a fantastic ball game, which was incredible.

But he was sure that for Kaka, they were different.

Just as he always kept his mouth shut about why Kaka would be reborn here as well, he was on the runaway

The death of a lover, and Kaka may be the same.

Cristiano asked once, but Kaka just kissed his lips and eyes over and over again, his breath trembling, each kiss so light that he had the illusion that he would shatter and disappear if it was any heavier.

Cristiano couldn't ask any more, he couldn't see his lover's expression again, he would be heartbroken.

But he knows that the situation is gradually getting better, only

If they want to be together, as long as he can give them enough security.

- And Cristiano, who has always been unstingy in revealing his love and sincerity to Kaka.

Cristiano walked in the direction of the hotel as he called back Kaka's phone.

The phone rang for a while and no one answered, he looked at the time, maybe Kaka was taking a shower?

He thought so, and was about to hang up the phone when the familiar phone-ringing-rang came from far and near in front of him.

Cristiano was stunned, and looked up in disbelief at the other end of the dim path, as if someone was striding towards him.

Sky.

Cristiano opened his mouth slightly in disbelief: "Kaka?!" ”

He trotted forward, he couldn't have been more familiar with the figure!

Kaka caught Chris running towards him: "Cris! ”

"I thought you were in Milan? God, why do you always give such surprises? Cristiano hugged his lover tightly.

He tilted his head and took a deep breath between Kaka's neck, pressing down on the emotions that surged up in his chest, and his voice was hoarse.

God knows how much he wants to be able to hold his lover while he is training, even if he doesn't say anything or do anything, as long as Kaka is here.

He never imagined that this would be realized.

Even if Milan doesn't play at this time, their next Champions League is undoubtedly the most important, and Kaka should train there.

Cristiano was well aware that Liverpool's comeback was as frustrating for Kaka as their European Championships.

"Even training has a rest window, except for training maniacs like you." Kaka joked.

"A day and a half can still be taken out to watch a game of great meaning and quality, and Carlo Ancelotti agrees." Kaka knew what Cristiano was thinking, the other party's thoughts had always been written on his face, it was very easy to guess, he laughed, "They'll come by tomorrow's plane, I'm just an early night." ”

"And didn't you say that I could bring you luck by your side?" Kaka hugged her lover's lean but resilient waist.

He tilted his head against Chris's head buried in his neck, smiled and pushed hard, rubbed the tip of his high nose against Chris's ear, and kissed the sensitive skin: "Although I think you deserve it, not lucky." But I think, tonight, tomorrow, I need to be there for you. ”

Cristiano's eyes were hot, and he didn't bother to hide his emotions about wanting to cry in front of his lover, which was not ashamed.

He nodded vigorously, tears rubbing against his lover's clothes, and muttered in a low voice, "I need, yes, Kaka, I need you." ”

Kaka's heart softened, sour, his palms wide and warm, pressed the back of his lover's head, and completely gathered the boy under his arm: "That's why I'm here, Cris." ”

"And I want to see you lift that trophy tomorrow." Kaka smiled, he didn't kiss his lover's eyes or lips, his favorite spot.

They were still outside, and such an ambiguous kiss was too much for even two footballers – and if they were on the pitch, it might be a different story.

Kaka is once again looking forward to the day when they will fight side by side again.

He hugged Chris hard and let go of his hand: "For me, for you, for glory, Cristiano, tomorrow's Stadium of Light will personally witness you hold up the dream and glory of Europa." ”

Cristiano clenched the palms of the two of them tightly, lowered his head and nodded vigorously.!