Ender's Football

The boy Ender hit looked up.

He immediately supported Ander's two shoulders. His arms were very strong, and the muscles tensed a little, and he immediately lifted Ander up to help him regain his footing.

While doing this, his sleeve brushed against Ander's cheek, and the clear and pleasant smell just now passed over the tip of Ander's nose again, which made people feel a little familiar for no reason.

It is not a floral fragrance, nor is it different from the sweet or seductive smell of perfumes. The smell is very natural, like a gust of wind, light and erratic when it comes, and quickly disappears when it goes away.

But Ander didn't have time to recall what it was like. When he raised his eyes, his expression was surprised, and then it quickly turned into joy, and a smile appeared on his face instantly.

"Sighard!"

Ender's surprise at that moment was not without reason.

The Sigerhard in front of him was completely different from the boy he met outside the community football field last year.

— This is not to say that Sieghard has changed in appearance.

In fact, this young man who was undergoing drastic changes did not give up dyeing his head or tattooing himself because of his broken leg. He still looks like the blond boy before. The only difference is that he wears an inconspicuous brace on his right knee. It is used to help him protect the bones and ligaments in the knee during daily activities and share the pressure on the knee when walking.

But Sieghard is still obvious, different from his past self.

His handsome brows were covered with a layer of melancholy fog, covering his whole body like a veil, making his blue eyes seem to be filled with incomprehensible stories. The temperament is so different, if Ender didn't know that Sieghard had experienced his darkest moment in the past, he might feel that the soul in his body had been replaced, which would make the whole person's aura It's getting so dark.

Sieghard was also taken aback when he saw Ender.

"Ender?"

After not seeing each other for a year, and only meeting each other, he still remembered Ander's name!

Ender's smile got bigger, and he asked Sieghard: "Why are you here? Did you come with Bayern?"

There are Oktoberfest tents nearby, and the small building next to them is filled with big-name players from the Bayern first team. It is conceivable that Sieghard can appear here, of course, has a lot to do with this.

Sure enough, Sieghard nodded: "Yes, I came with the team."

He paused after answering this sentence. He didn't say why he didn't follow the big team now, but stayed outside in such a remote place alone, and didn't mention more things about Bayern.

Ander was also very understanding. He introduced his sister to Sieghard: "This is my sister, Miss Helena Schneider."

"Oh?" Sieghard looked a little surprised, but he didn't let this look of surprise last on his face for too long, and soon he greeted Helena cordially and friendlyly, "Hello, Schneider Nice to meet you, miss, I'm Sigurhard, a friend of your brother's."

"Hello," Helena was showing her brother face in front of outsiders. The little girl looked at Sieghard curiously and blinked, "Are you from Munich? But Ander only came to Germany last year. , has been living in Uwensburg."

Sieghard was so cute by Helena's serious question, he smiled: "I watched a football match in Uwensberg, which was the match between Germany and Brazil in the World Cup last year. Also, I was in Uwensburg. Fort played a game..." When he said this, he paused, and the smile on his face became restrained.

But Helena seemed to remember something, and asked: "Are you a Bayern Munich player, Sieghard? I remember that Ender took me to watch your game. There was a goalkeeper in that game, too. blond……"

"That's Sighard." Ender said, rubbing Helena's little head, and the little girl's soft hair slipped away from his fingers.

"Ah, so it's you," Helena suddenly realized, she nodded, commented like a grown-up, and sold Ender by the way, "You guys performed very well in that scene, I heard he kept talking Praise you, especially you, my friend Jael is a fan of Uwensburg, and when he praises you, he almost dies."

——Of course, this is an exaggerated rhetorical technique. In fact, Yael was indeed a little dizzy that day by Ender's indiscrimination between the enemy and the friend, but he was not enough to "piss him off".

"Really?" said Sieghard.

He is clearly being praised by the brothers and sisters now, but there is no joy on his face.

Ender knew why Sieghard was acting like this.

When he came to Uwensberg last time, he was still healthy, and he has been the main force of the Bayern youth team. He has made many difficult saves in front of the goal. He is the kind of genius boy touted by the media.But at this moment, when it comes to what happened last year, Sighard may not be very happy, after all, he has not fully recovered from his injury.

But Helena didn't know about it, so Ender poked his sister in private to tell her to stop talking.

Helena received Ender's signal, but she was never an obedient master, she turned her head and raised her eyebrows, and asked Ender why with her eyes.

It was impossible for Ender to say anything directly in front of Sieghard, and he couldn't be too obvious. When Helena turned around, he was even a little bit at a loss, and suddenly withdrew himself from his sister's back. hands.

Sieghard found out about the brother and sister's petty actions, and he was concerned in his heart, but he knew that it was Ender's attempt to save his own face, so he didn't say much, and consciously changed the subject.

"By the way," he said, "I got a long DM on Instagram a while back, was that from you, Ender?"

"Yes! I wrote it." Ender replied, "I sent another one later, Sigurhard, did you get it?"

Sieghard shook his head: "Sorry... I didn't look at social media much after that..."

He recalled the content of that private letter, and then asked: "Did you sign a contract with the brokerage company? To be honest, I went to ask my uncle, who is also my manager, and he was very willing to ask you Introduce your own agency—not a private one, they are very well-known throughout Germany, they have a lot of contacts in the sports circle, and they are also very professional, if you are interested, I can help you contact him.”

"...I've signed a contract," said Ender, "with that Mr. Jack who came to see me at that time."

"Really?" Sighard showed a little surprise, "Is that the fantasy sports you mentioned?"

Ender nodded.

Sieghard's mind began to gradually recall what happened in December last year, and a little remorse gradually climbed into his heart, with an unspeakable sense of guilt.

"This company may not be very well-known... In terms of business, they have signed more young players and few stars," he considered his words, trying not to appear aggressive towards Ander's current agency, But it also serves the purpose of reminding Ender, "...I'm sorry, Ender, I didn't deliberately delay replying to you..."

"Of course it doesn't matter!" Ender interrupted him immediately, he looked at Sieghard with sincere eyes, "I think it doesn't matter who the manager is to me now, I don't need him at all !And I know, Sieghard...I mean, I can understand when you're not in the mood to DM people on social media..."

Ander is also a player, he can fully understand Sieghard's mood after being injured.

For a player with aspirations, not being able to play is fatal!Because of his poor physique, he was so aggrieved by Coach Tierner that he sat on the bench and wanted to cry. What's more, Sieghard broke his leg during training?

Moreover, although Ander's Uwensburg also has competition, it is not as big as Sieghard's echelon - Sieghard is in the largest wealthy club in Germany!More often than not, players want to squeeze in and wear that bright red jersey!

If there was someone in Ender's place who was staring at him, ambitiously trying to replace him...

Ender shuddered and refused to think about it.

"Thank you," Sieghard said.

He didn't even ask how Ender knew he was injured, but asked Ender to ask for his cell phone number again, and the two exchanged contact information.

"This is my number, please call me," Sieghard said

"I will." Ender clenched the phone tightly, showing a big smile.

His smile was very bright, as warm and bright as the sun at noon today. Sighard was burned by such a smile. He put the phone back into his trouser pocket, changed his posture, and readjusted his standing position.

Ender felt that his movements were very easy now, and it was completely unrecognizable that he broke two bones ten months ago.

"...Sig," he hesitated, but still asked, "are you recovered now? How do you feel?"

Sieghard looked at his sincere and caring expression. If Sieghard was burned by Ander's smile before, then now, he was burned by such a concerned expression.

Before Ender, many people also asked him this question.

Dr. Wolfart asked to confirm his status, to see if his operation was successful, and whether he needed to continue treatment.

Coach Vogel asked him this because he wanted to know if it was possible for him to reappear on the training ground.

Cohen also asked him this question. He cared about his brother's injury, and at the same time hoped that Seager could continue chasing dreams with him in the locker room.

His uncle Loel didn't dare to ask him, he was cautious, for fear that any careless sentence would crush Sigurhard.

Ander's concerned expression was no different from theirs. The expression on the face of this Chinese boy who had only met him three times at the moment was full of sincerity and anticipation, the kind of sincerity and anticipation that can most easily arouse people's goodwill.He hesitated to ask the question, but he also asked it with certainty, as if Sigurhard standing in front of him did not meet him by chance, but a close friend for many years.

The fog around Sieghard's body was dispelled a little, and for the first time in nine months, he spoke about his feelings in front of a boy he didn't know at all.

"...I suck."