[Football] I'm just a defender

Fran, who was standing at the school gate, heard the girl on the other end of the phone stop abruptly. At that moment, he also stopped breathing, subconsciously licked his dry lips, "Why, aren't you on campus?" Benny Ta seemed to have recovered his voice, "I'm out to play with...friends, I'm rushing back now." Frank opened his mouth to ask something, but the other end of the phone had already been put down.He scratched his hair in distress, and felt that standing at the door with his guitar on his back was too conspicuous, so he walked inside on his own.

But in fact, if it's just to be less conspicuous, sitting downstairs with a guitar in your arms is not much better.Fran was a little anxious at the beginning and looked at his watch frequently, but he calmed down after a while, thinking that it was a wise choice to book an evening ticket.Although he was nervous, he had always thought of this matter as a sure thing to win. Suddenly, he had a slight hesitation, but because of this hesitation, his anxiety disappeared.

He looked down at the guitar in his hand, and many people came and went with their eyes on him inadvertently.Probably the hidden plan under his outfit is clearly revealed, but he is still puzzled as to why he has been staring so preoccupied without taking any action. Could it be that he has been rejected?Just looking at this young man's appearance, he doesn't seem to be easily rejected.

This is what Benita saw when she came back with her playmates. The young man she was most familiar with so far looked down at the guitar, motionless, like a statue that resembled a real person.On days like this, her heart beat faster because of his sudden arrival, but when she saw this, she suddenly calmed down, feeling that she was not as excited as she imagined.I don't know if this guy was fooled by his seniors again?He looked like he was fooled again.

The statue seemed to come alive because of her arrival, and looked up with burning eyes. It was rare for him to hide the affection in his eyes.Although the corners of her mouth didn't move, she still saw the smile in his eyes for the first time, and looked straight at him, as if she was really the only one in his eyes.Next to Benita was a friend who came to Italy from Spain with her. She quickly recognized the identity of this young man and couldn't help exclaiming. After being surprised, she pushed Benita behind her, and Benita staggered. Staggering forward a few steps, Fran withdrew his gaze and lightly plucked the strings. Seeing that the gradually more people around him did not show any stage fright, the all-too-familiar melody of "Makeyoufeelmylove" slipped out through his fingers.

"When the rain is pouring on your face, you carry the whole world in your luggage. I will give you a warm hug and let you feel my love.

When the night falls and the stars shine in the sky, and no one wipes away the tears from the corners of your eyes, I will hold you tightly until the sea is dry and the rocks are gone, and let you feel my love. "

Fran's voice is completely different from the heart-piercing roar he played and sang in front of Guti and the crowd. If Guti was on the scene, he would probably be stunned by this kid's pretending to be stupid.His voice is very low, the kind of low-pitched voice that will make people listen unconsciously and seriously, and the sun at dusk has become warm, as if it sprinkled its last warmth of the day.Benita looked at him intently. When he lowered his head, he looked at the delicate face from this angle, the beautiful and slender fingers he plucked, and his seldom straight back. She thought, his eyes at this time must be like There is glutinous sugar flowing.

This feeling is very magical, like sleeping until dusk many times, and when I wake up, I feel that everything around me is different. The sun shines into the room, listening to the noise outside, and I don’t know why in a small isolated world. experience.She seemed to have arrived in another world, and seemed to have suddenly returned to her childhood.

When I was young, I played and played freely, and later, the girl who was in love just bumped into the boy who was not heartless and only knew how to play around. After that, I got along as usual as if nothing happened... Maybe for Francisco Alvarez, the repeated hints at that time really nothing happened?And for herself?

Twilight is the time of day when my eyesight is the worst, so hormones at dusk will only make people more blind in love.

"I know you haven't made up your mind yet, but I will never do anything wrong. I know from the moment we met, there is no question how much you hold in my heart.

I will live and sleep for you, and I will be sad and sad for you.I will stagger on the path of no one for you, there is nothing I can't do, just let you feel my love. "

His singing was still going on, and Benita felt that her arm was pinched by her friend. She thought it was some kind of reminder, but when she turned her head to look, she realized that she was engrossed in listening.That's right, if this guy thinks about it, even if many people will blame him for his inattentiveness later, there will still be more people flocking to him!

Benita had been nervous all the way here, but she didn't know why she gradually calmed down, looking at the scene unfolding in front of her, which was like what she expected when she was a child, and should have moved her immensely. Scenes.You see, the character is right, that is Fran, the time is not bad, the afterglow of the sunset will always be more romantic, and the location is also very good, Italy, the most suitable country for all this to happen.But she was not in the right mood, and she calmly analyzed it from the perspective of God.

"The raging storm rolls the tumbling waves, on the lonely road, the wind is exiled freely and wildly, you will see every image of me.

I will make you happy, make your dreams come true, there is nothing I can't do.I will travel all over the world for you, let you feel my love. "

The young man whose singing had stopped gently put his guitar aside, and received rounds of applause and whistles from around him. He walked over with firm steps, and no one knew better than Benita how serious he was at this moment.He carefully prepared everything, confessed seriously, and promised every word in the lyrics. "I hesitated for several days, and finally decided to flip a coin and confess my love to you if it comes up heads."

Fran actually took a coin out of his pocket, took her hand seriously and stuffed the coin into her hand.Benita looked down slightly at the polished shiny coin in her palm. It was slightly hot in her palm, but she didn't show any signs of over-excitement. She raised her mouth and smiled, "Then what if the back is up?"

"If the back is up, I'll turn it over for him?" Fran's brows and eyes were curved, and the usual sharpness of this young man became very soft in front of her.This answer is also like the young man she knew since she was a child, out of tune but reluctant to blame.Finally, she clenched the coin in her hand, "Give me some time to think about it." Benita wanted to say that the promises you said were too heavy, even if you were so serious, I wouldn't believe them right away , but she didn't.She used to like him, and now Fran is still different to her, but she can't tell the difference, because she can't tell the difference, so she hesitates, hesitates to refuse or agree.

Fran looked up at the girl, the beautiful girl he had grown up with.He remembered his dad's joke that he would marry Fran in the future without tricking her, and he also remembered that in the first game of the reserve team, she skipped class and went to another city to cheer hysterically for him in the stands.He likes her, he must like her, this liking is very natural, and when he really understands it, he never hides it, he knows, she must be able to see it too.Everyone said it was a matter of course, he thought, so it's okay if we just settle down, right?

The confession of this secret plan was far less grand than those insiders expected. It came abruptly and ended very reluctantly.The time that Fran specially transferred was put on the campus for a long time. He returned to Madrid in a hurry, and he didn't bother with the so-called "consider it" answer.But when he put the guitar away and picked it up again, he looked up at her, and the girl had already turned and left. He asked himself in his heart if he had taken a wrong step.

Francisco Alvarez, who returned that day because of the game, sat on the plane and looked out the window at night before taking off.The airfield at the airport is empty only for planes and shuttle buses, and even the night lights are dim yellow.He breathed quietly towards the window, and soon a thin layer of mist formed. Looking outside under the barrier of this mist, the scenery was actually dyed with warm colors, which made Fran feel a little bit in his heart because he didn't get the expected accurate answer. loose.But what you can see is also distorted under the mist.

The plane finally started to fly. At the moment of take-off, his heart sank suddenly, and he felt an illusion of weightlessness.This feeling as if his heart was being held in someone's hand made him burst out laughing.Whether such a hasty trip was worth it or not, he didn't think about it carefully.The joy and preciousness of youth is that only in that period, what you do is called brave and cute.If it is over age, it should be regarded as a joke.

Later, he thought, maybe in this relationship that he was blindly and ignorantly looking forward to, there was also a layer of mist that seemed to be warm but empty, covering his vision and heart.

And Casillas, who was the most familiar with him and watched his emotional experience clearly from the sidelines, later commented on him. In terms of emotion alone, Fran, he has the courage to go against the current, but he has the luck of skipping a boat and carrying wine. .

The bystanders can see clearly, but he himself is unaware of it at this moment.

The author has something to say: his heart-piercing voice is purely to amuse the locker room (especially someone), of course he can't be ashamed and thrown to Italy [serious face

Speaking of which, I have recently entered the review stage, and I haven't written an article for more than a week...by has been gnawing oranges in the manuscript box.

... Our school's exam arrangement this time is extremely cruel... The database test in the afternoon and the operating system test in the evening are also useless!

[At least I don't have to take the fourth and sixth grades

Come on champion in yesterday's issue... To be honest, I guessed from stoppage time that Irving was going to dive for a penalty. To be fair, I don't dislike diving. Irving's fast start speed is also a well-known thing... But I I still think of Irving’s participation in the report coach, where he said that he has never flopped in his career and still looks like he sneered... Okay

By the way, what does it mean that you are cute and start to stand on CP?How can there be a sense of cp in this article [Wangtian

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