white tour

From LaFinca to Madrid, Antonio searched the streets and alleys, and kept dialing the familiar number.

When he heard "The number you dialed is turned off...", he was in despair.It's almost 11 o'clock, where did Leon go?

"Annie? Huh... Thank God, the phone finally got through..."

Before Mr. Rodrigue could finish speaking, Ms. Lopez grabbed the phone.

"Annie! What on earth do you want? You can't get through the phone, do you want us to worry to death? You are 23 years old and have grown up for five years, but you still make us worry about you from time to time!" Cursing and cursing, Luo Ms. Pez couldn't help crying, and her son, she knew, would keep torturing herself once she got hurt from someone close to her.

"Mom, I'm sorry, don't cry, it's very uncomfortable." Antonio leaned on the steering wheel, the fog in his blue eyes formed water droplets, and it started to rain in the car.

Mr. Rodrigue was as big as two heads. He could only take the phone and ask Antonio to wait for a while, and then wholeheartedly comforted Ms. Lopez who was crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

After a long time, Mr. Rodrigue finally coaxed his wife to pick up the phone again, "Annie, where are you now?"

Antonio wiped away his tears with his arm, he looked up and glanced around and replied: "I don't know... I haven't been here. But don't worry, the car has navigation, I can go back by myself."

As soon as he heard the slightly hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, Mr. Rodrigue understood what happened, and he walked to the balcony helplessly.

All my children followed their wives, and one or two were crying babies, and crying was contagious, and tragedies of one person being sad and the whole family crying together would happen every now and then.

He'd better keep these two people away, if his wife and eldest son start crying bitterly at the phone, it probably won't stop for a while.

"Annie, as your mother said, you are already an adult, you should think about problems more calmly, instead of running around like headless chickens once you encounter things, the method you use now is efficient It’s the lowest. And Leon just went out for half a day. Maybe it’s because of special reasons that the phone can’t get through. Thinking about it will only scare yourself. You still have training tomorrow, right? Not on the street! Go back and rest first, maybe when you get home, you will find that Leon is also looking for you all over the world!"

"I see." Antonio replied softly.

"Well, don't think too bad about things! Besides, we will help you anyway. I believe Leon will be fine! When he comes back, you need to have a good talk, no matter what the result is, you should respect The other party’s decision, not just thinking about yourself. You think Leon thinks it’s good for you, but have you ever thought that maybe you think it’s good for him? Maybe he doesn’t like this job anymore... Back Be careful driving on the way home! Son, we love you! Good night!"

"I love you too, good night!" Throwing the phone on the passenger seat, Antonio forced himself to start the car. He was very confused now.

What if Leon really doesn't like the job anymore?Always making mistakes, of course he will also feel frustrated!Even if Mendes hadn't shown up, it might have happened only a little later.Maybe there is no messy reason, Leon will want to leave just because he wants to...

If, I mean if!If Leon wants to leave not because of Mendes nor because of me, but just for himself, I think... I will agree to terminate the contract!

Although he knew he should deal with it like this, Antonio still felt so sad.How he wished that he could be a little selfish, and then occupy all the beautiful things in the world that he likes in his hands.

However, everyone knows that this is impossible!

The evening wind dances with the speeding cars, playing a hula-la concerto.

Antonio was in a very irritable mood, and the voice that he usually thought was funny was now just annoying, until he saw a gray car.

It was the agent's car - a Mercedes-Benz Metris made in Seville, which was mentioned countless times before he transferred to Real Madrid.

Antonio, who had made a judgment at the first time, became uncertain when he took a second look. He held the steering wheel tightly and slowed down unconsciously.He was afraid that it was not the agent's car, and he was afraid that it was!

The distance of tens of meters was finally reached. Antonio got out of the car and knocked on the window of the gray Mercedes.

The crisp "dong dong" sound was amplified dozens of times for a moment, and Antonio almost thought that his eardrums were about to be shattered, but no response was received from the loud sound.

It turns out that not getting a response is so uncomfortable!Antonio lowered his eyelashes, and he knocked again, but there was still no response.

Antonio realized something was wrong, he went around to the front of the car, and there was no one in the car!

Wilderness, abandoned car, murder... At this moment, many bad associations came to Antonio's face, his face turned pale. He looked at the rustling grass on the side of the road, and his fingers, which were about to tap the outside of his thighs, froze until he couldn't move.

"Wow... cough cough... wow..."

Hearing Jesús' voice, Antonio suddenly became furious.He searched almost half of Madrid, and made phone calls while driving in violation of traffic rules, but this guy actually went to drink!

Antonio rushed into the grass in a few steps, and crouched on the ground in the faint moonlight, huddled up in a ball and kept vomiting, who else could it be if it wasn't Jesus?

"Leon!" Pulling him up by the collar, Antonio was so angry that his whole hand was shaking, he really wanted to beat him up regardless, but after a few times his chest heaved and heaved, he still held back the beating impulse.

"Drink! Come! Continue to drink... haha, hiccup! I wish... I would like to admit defeat!" Jesús kept shaking his body with a big tongue, "Hi—hey? Why are you up again? Didn't you be... ...Did you get drunk by me?"

Damn I can't take it anymore!

Smoked by the alcohol, Antonio felt his brain explode with a bang, and then he saw Jesús scream and fall into the grass with his face covered.

"You... hiccup... how can you hit someone?" Jesús, who was overwhelmed by a large piece of hay, had a drunken face, "It's okay... er... I'm willing to admit defeat! Forget it... Uh...but you...you hit me, the interview on Corby Radio...the interview must be given...to my apple tree! Hiccup...the bed is very comfortable, it's just...a bit prickly...wow ..."

Antonio stared blankly at his left hand in the uppercut position, and the words "exclusive interview with Corbe Radio" kept echoing in his mind.He blinked, looking at the drunk, dirty and smelly Mr. Manager, feeling sour in his heart.

Helping Jesus up, Antonio sighed helplessly as he glanced at his dirty coat.He tried to take off his jacket, but after just a moment, Jesús fell back to the ground.

Pulling off his coat, Antonio hurried to check on Mr. Broker who was lying on the ground.

Jesús rubbed his face, raised his head and asked obediently, "Who are you?"

Antonio couldn't help laughing, under the soft moonlight, this smile looked extraordinarily beautiful, at least a certain alcoholic was spotted.

"Elves...moonlight elves!"

Antonio couldn't understand Jesús' whisper, otherwise maybe there would be social news about "the middle-aged alcoholic was brutally beaten" tomorrow.

Wrapping Jesús tightly with his coat, Antonio carefully zipped it up, then turned around and picked him up on his back.

He wanted to scratch his cheek but found that Jesus, who couldn't move his arm, rubbed against Antonio's back. He seemed to realize something, and suddenly raised his head and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Annie!" The smell of alcohol and stench on Jesús' body couldn't affect Antonio's good mood. He felt that the manager would always give him warmth.

"Annie? Don't want Annie to memorize, the president is not tall!"

Antonio stopped, his eyes turned red instantly, and he almost cried again.Sniffing, he turned his head to avoid Jesus lying on his shoulders, as if he would not be burned by the heat.

Those words touched the softest part of Antonio's heart!When he got his first professional contract in his life, the happy manager was also as drunk as he is today.At that time, neither of them had a car, and it was very late. Antonio, who didn't want to trouble his parents, could only try to carry Jesús home.

However, Jesús nimbly jumped off his back and rolled on the ground to avoid Antonio's outstretched hand while yelling indistinctly: "Don't carry Annie, the president is not tall!"

At that time, Antonio was still a short man who cared a lot about his height.That night, he stood by the side of the road and waited until Mr. Broker fell asleep before carrying him back with difficulty.

In the 11 years that the two have been together, there are really too many bright memories.

Antonio, whose heart softened, turned the manager upside down, and the two continued on their way.

The car is not far away, and the home is not far away!

Jesús, whose fleshy belly was pressed uncomfortably, had no sense of forbearance. He twisted his body, leaned forward suddenly, and then vomited it out all at once.

Antonio's face was cracked after being sprayed with a sticky solid-liquid mixture!

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