[football] walk side by side

Cristiano knew that Cyril had always had the habit and ability to deal with big and small things well, so even before taking Cristiano home to see Shen Wei, he did everything for Shen Wei calmly. This is how the three of them got together for lunch.

For a long time in the past, Cristiano has always been very willful in his attitude towards many things.Because he likes Cyril, he directly expressed his feelings directly. He did value this relationship, but he didn't think too much about it in terms of reality, and he just let nature take its course.In contrast, Cyril treats this relationship with far more value than he wants.

Trying to persuade Dolores alone was not a whim of Cristiano, but the result of his careful consideration.He didn't want Cyril to be the only one making efforts to manage the relationship between them.

——There is always something else that he can do.

Cristiano returned to Lisbon alone with a calm and calm mind.

Along the way, he was recalling the drafts he had made in advance, how to persuade his mother to accept the relationship between him and Cyril, how to ensure that the feelings between the family members would not be hurt... However, when he came nearby, a phone call from Elma , but broke the calm he was trying to maintain.

"...Chris." My sister Elma's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, her flustered and bewildered voice was clear at a glance: "Recently, I've been talking to my mother intentionally or unintentionally about this, but... ..." At this point, her tone became hesitant, revealing helplessness and apology: "Maybe my way of expression is too direct, mom, she...seems to have a feeling."

Cristiano was taken aback.

He'd thought he'd be flustered by this, but he wasn't.He could even hear his own voice come out calmly and clearly: "I see, thank you, Elma." And then when his sister apologized incoherently, he was able to reassure her in a steady voice: " It's fine."

nothing.

he said to himself.

This is something he will have to face sooner or later, and there is nothing to be afraid of.What's more, the person standing in that room is one of the most important relatives in his life. Didn't he also come here when he was blocked by Mourinho in London?

Cristiano exhaled, feeling that his nervousness seemed to have eased a lot, and then he stood in front of the familiar door and knocked gently on the door.

He didn't wait long, and the door in front of him opened with a creak. It was his brother Hugo who opened the door. The latter obviously didn't know the reason for his appearance at the moment, and he also showed a complicated look on his face. expression.He opened his mouth, facing the firm-looking Cristiano, he could only let out a helpless sigh in the end.

"come in."

As soon as Cristiano stepped into the door, he subconsciously searched for the figure of his mother Dolores, but failed.

In the past, every time he heard that Cristiano was going home, Dolores would prepare a table of his favorite dishes in advance, and then sat in the living room anxiously waiting for him to come back, but now his eyes swept across the entire first floor , but there was no sign of Dolores.

His doubts didn't last long, because soon, Elma, who was standing at the stairs, waved to him, and when Cristiano came up to her, she whispered: "Since this morning, mom Lock yourself in the room all the time..."

Cristiano pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Really, does it have to be like this?" Elma looked at him with unstoppable worry in her eyes: "So far, mom is just guessing in her heart, if you explain it to mom now..."

"No need." Cristiano whispered.

"...Chris?"

"Thank you for your concern, Erma." Cristiano said softly, his expression was indifferent, causing Erma to have the illusion that her brother had grown up for a while, but Cristiano didn't look at her, his eyes were already unconscious Floating to the upstairs room, Elma's face was strangely calm and composed: "But I don't want to lie to my mother, nor do I want to lie to myself."

After saying this, he pushed his sister away and walked up the stairs.

The rooms on the second floor are mainly the bedrooms of the family. Cristiano subconsciously looked at his mother Dolores' room first, but it was empty. As if he had realized something in his heart, he turned his head and walked towards his own room. go.

The door of the room opened quietly, and just as Cristiano stood in front of the door, he saw Dolores sitting on the chair in front of the desk.All the furnishings in the room remained the same as he left, and every piece of furniture was cleaned up, as if its owner had never left.

Since he lived in Manchester for a long time because of his transfer to Manchester United, this room that belongs to him has not been used for a long time, but when he returns to this place now, everything in the room is still as usual.

Cristiano had a sore nose and almost burst into tears.

"You're back." Noticing his footsteps, Dolores turned to look at him.Her face was no longer as happy as usual, but she didn't show anger or disappointment, just a little more mentally exhausted.

Cristiano was never a strong man, from crying when he left home for the Lisbon club as a teenager, to tearing up when he moved to Manchester United.People say that men don't flick their tears lightly, but tears, an element that symbolizes fragility, have always been strangely accompanied by half of Cristiano's life, who is not fragile.

At this time, when he returned to his familiar home, Cristiano also couldn't bear it when facing his tired mother, tears fell suddenly.

Dolores was taken aback by his tears.He stood up in a hurry, and hugged him in the past.Over the past few years, Cristiano has also grown a lot taller, making Dolores seem a little strange and struggling when he hugs this much-loved little son again.But obviously neither of them cared about that at the moment. ——Cristiano was crying intently, while Dolores was a little flustered.

Although Europeans claim to be open and respect the sexual freedom of others, European countries generally still lack recognition and respect for gay people.Dolores was also outraged when she learned that her favorite young son was in love with another man.

It's fine if Cristiano likes someone else, she can attribute all this to the fact that Cristiano was young and was lured by evil-minded people into crooked ways.But that person was Cyril who was also no longer familiar to Dolores.

Dolores wanted to put all the blame on Cyril, but when she thought of the night when Denis Aveiro passed away last year, when Cyril rushed to Lisbon in a long way, the tired eyes she met when she opened the door With sincere and clear eyes, she couldn't utter any malicious complaints.

She didn't understand how those outside media reporters commented on Cristiano and Cyril. As a woman who lacked cultural education and spent half her life struggling to make ends meet, Dolores didn't believe in other people's gossip, but she was willing to believe in her own. Eye.She knew that both Cristiano and Cyril, who were raised by her, were good children.

It is also for this reason that when Dolores learned that the relationship between the two was not simply a simple friendship, Dolores was angry and painful, but never felt any resentment towards the two themselves.

Now when she saw Cristiano's tears again, the heart that was holding on to ask questions immediately softened involuntarily. Everyone knows that the famous Manchester United No. 7 is a hopeless crying bag However, whenever Dolores sees her precious son crying, she still can't help but soften her heart.

"...You child, how old are you, why are you crying again..." Dolores couldn't laugh or cry, hurriedly fetched a piece of roll paper from the desk, and wiped the eyes of his little son who was crying like a cat. It's all helpless: "You..."

Cristiano bit the corner of his lips, buried his head on his mother's shoulder like a child, weeping, and stubbornly remained silent.

Dolores had nothing to do with him, she could only gently pat him on the back as she did when she was a child: "Okay, okay, don't cry, let's sit down and talk slowly if there is anything, look at you, such a big Man, why are you still a crybaby?" She waited patiently for Cristiano's mood to stabilize, and softly comforted him: "Are you hungry? I prepared your favorite cod salad..."

What Dolores didn't expect was that this big trick that could help her stop crying in the past not only didn't work at all, but Cristiano rubbed his head on her shoulder, crying Even more fierce.

Food temptations didn't work, and Dolores could only touch his back again and again, patiently waiting for his mood to calm down, and then took his son downstairs.

When Cristiano calmed down and was dragged downstairs by Dolores, not only did he regain his composure, but his reason also returned to the cage. In front of him, he was sobbing, and Cristiano felt that he just wanted to dig a hole in the ground so that he could bury himself in it.

When the two came down, Hugo and Elma were putting the pre-made dishes on the table one by one. Compared with Cristiano's heavy expression when he just came back, they can be said to look relaxed at the moment.

"How long do you think Mom and Chris will be down?" Hugo said, putting on the table Cristiano's favorite cod salad.

"I guess an hour." Elma smiled back, with a calm expression on her face: "Anyway, as long as Chris howls his throat, mom will probably admit defeat, right?"

As soon as I went downstairs, I listened to the words of my brothers and sisters, and was perfectly told by Cristiano: ...

Is it too late for him to find a hole to get in now?

Cristiano thought he might be having the most embarrassing family dinner of his life.

As usual, Dolores is still committed to piling all kinds of food that Cristiano loves into his precious son's rice bowl. Elma's elder sister, Elma, glanced over the slightly red eyes of her crying brother, revealing a Meaningful smile.Brother Hugo was still out of state, completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere at the moment, and buried himself in the food.

Cristiano...

Cristiano can't wait to bury his face in the bowl now.

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts in his mind were mixed together, and after tossing and turning, only one sentence remained: Fortunately, he didn't bring Cyril with him!

He returned to Lisbon alone with the purpose of persuading his mother, but he failed to persuade his mother seriously, and even cried a lot. If Cyril knew about this, he reckoned that he would at least be cornered by the other party. Mock a month!

"Come on, Chris, eat a little more, and see if mom's craftsmanship has improved..."

During the whole lunch time, facing the constant persuasion (?) from his mother, the enigmatic smile from his sister, and the bewildered expression of his brother... Cristiano just felt that life was unloved.

The time in between was neither long nor long, neither short nor short, but it was enough for Cristiano to calm down and seriously recall everything that happened since he stepped into the house——

When he just came back, it was Hugo who opened the door, and then he met Elma who looked worried at the stairs, but recalled that when he and Dolores came down, Elma and Hugo were not in a hurry. In the scene of serving food slowly, the previous "worried look" has obviously become fake, no doubt it is fake.

Later, when he was crying upstairs, Dolores was busy comforting him, and it was impossible for her to call her other son and daughter to serve.

In other words, long before Cristiano walked into her room, Dolores had already realized something in her heart—or in other words, she was not too angry with Cristiano from the beginning to the end. , or this kind of anger is far from enough to overwhelm the love for her son in her heart, so she put on a stern and unreasonable look, while preparing his favorite food in advance as usual, waiting for him return.

Thinking of this, Cristiano felt sour in his heart and almost shed tears again.

He thought he had already made all the preparations—including how to face resistance and difficulties from his family members, how to let them let go of their prejudices step by step, and accept their own feelings and choices. However, when all this happened in front of him, Only then did he realize that compared to the emotion that should not exist from the outside world, it is actually not so difficult to understand in front of his loved ones.

Although the elder sister Elma and elder brother Hugo could not accept that he fell in love with another of the same sex, in the final analysis, they were still worried that he would not be able to face the strange eyes and turmoil from the outside world, and they were also worried that he would be deceived. Instead of blaming him, she tried her best to think about how to help him get through the test of his mother.Although mother Dolores is also angry, it is her love for her son that has the upper hand in her emotions.

After figuring this out, Cristiano's mood became extremely complicated.Facing such caring family members, he didn't know how to speak the language he planned.

However, after lunch, before Cristiano raised the issue, Dolores suddenly asked, "When did it start?"

Before Cristiano's brain could react, the answer subconsciously blurted out: "The European Cup...before it starts." As soon as the words fell, he realized what question Dolores asked. Cristiano opened his mouth, Trying to explain to Dolores what happened between him and Cyril, but Dolores nodded and continued to ask:

"Apart from the two of you, does anyone else know about you?"

"And Mendes, Cyril's mother, and Mr. Mourinho." Cristiano replied honestly.

As the joint agent of Cyril and Cristiano, it is not surprising that Mendes will know about this matter. In this somewhat sensitive matter, notifying Mendes is an extra layer of insurance; Siri Dolores was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised by Dolores' mother's knowledge. She didn't expect that the relationship between the two had passed the clear road.

And Mourinho's knowledge shocked Dolores!

As a Sporting Lisbon fan, it is hard for Dolores to have a good impression of Mourinho, not to mention that Mourinho's external image has also been cold and strict in recent years. I heard that this cold-faced head coach is also One of the insiders, Dolores' complexion changed.

"Why Mourinho?"

Cristiano froze for a moment, and soon realized that Dolores had misunderstood—in order to avoid further aggravation, he hurriedly remedied: "The relationship between Cyril and Mr. Mourinho is like the relationship between me and Boss. The relationship is the same, it’s nothing.”

Although Dolores didn't know much about it, Cristiano's metaphor successfully made her let go of her vigilance—in her opinion, it was not an exaggeration for the old Scottish man to say that he raised her family's Cristiano as his son. Well, since Cristiano said so, obviously for Cyril, Mourinho is no less than his father.

Reminiscent of the fact that Cyril lost his father since he was a child, it doesn't seem so incomprehensible that Mourinho will learn about the things between the two.

She frowned slightly, but still asked worriedly: "Then what do they say? Do you agree with the relationship between the two of you?"

Cristiano was immediately overjoyed. Dolores said that she almost acquiesced in the relationship between the two, and hurriedly replied: "Mr. Mourinho reluctantly agreed. As for Cyril's mother, we just yesterday After having a meal with my aunt, there is no problem."

Dolores thought about that Mourinho's temper, and thinking about it, it was not easy to get him to "reluctantly agree".As for Cyril's mother... Dolores couldn't help but frowned: "You met his family with Cyril yesterday and had a meal?"

Cristiano didn't understand why Dolores looked unhappy at the moment, and he didn't know what he did wrong, so he just stammered: "Yeah..."

Unexpectedly, in response to his response, Dolores, who was still mild-looking at the moment, changed his face, showing displeasure: "Then why are you the only one coming back now?"

"..." Cristiano was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Dolores had misunderstood, and hurriedly added an explanation: "No! Cyril originally wanted to come with me, but I insisted on being alone. People come back."

Dolores didn't immediately believe his words, but asked suspiciously: "Then why did you insist on coming back by yourself?" She paused, and said a little unhappy, "Can I still eat you?"

"No." Cristiano scratched his head, feeling a little hard to say: "That's because..."

"Because of what?"

Facing Dolores' questioning, Cristiano gritted his teeth: "Because Cyril has thought enough about the relationship between the two of us..." Anyway, he cried in front of his mother a lot, and now It doesn't make any sense to be shy anymore, so I broke my heart and said everything: "I don't want to leave everything to Cyril. As one of the parties, I have the responsibility to bear what I should bear." part of that."

Dolores froze.

Just when Cristiano was in a bad mood and looked over nervously and unnaturally, Dolores met his gaze, his serious and stern expression broke the ice instantly, and burst out laughing.

Cristiano froze a little.

Dolores was uncharacteristically, smiling happily. She stroked Cristiano's hair in relief, and said with a smile in her tone, "My Chris has finally grown up."

"..." This time it became Cristiano and exploded: "I'm not a kid anymore!"

"Yes, yes," Dolores blinked and smiled indulgently, "My Chris is no longer a twitching child crying in his mother's arms."

Cristiano: ... 〒▽〒 Damn, don't mention the black history ball!

"Cyril is a good boy, since you have chosen him, you have to treat him well." Before Cristiano exploded, Dolores said again: "It didn't matter if you were with those women every day or so, but now Make up your mind, don't make troubles about those things anymore. The relationship between you is not like that between ordinary men and women, if you want to keep going, you must pay more attention to these details than ordinary couples."

"Be careful when you are outside, don't be too intimate, just be natural." Dolores paused for a while, and finally said casually: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Cyril for a long time. Yes. Someday you are free, bring him back for dinner."

This time, instead, Cristiano was stunned.

At this moment, the meaning of what Dolores said couldn't be more clear. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked nervously, "So, Mom means...do you agree?"

Dolores sighed softly.

"Those outsiders often say, what kind of personality, freedom, I don't understand. I also know that this road may be ten times, a hundred times more difficult than I imagined." She opened her arms, Gently hugging this child who has grown so tall that it is difficult for her to embrace her unconsciously. "But if this is what you want, then my answer is still the same as before—"

Cristiano suddenly understood what Dolores wanted to say.

He thought of that summer many, many years ago, when he ran back from school angrily, shedding tears while complaining to his mother, he never wanted to go to school again, he wanted to become the best football star in the world At that time, what he got, the answer that changed his life——

"Do what you want."

The author has something to say: League champion plus more (1/3) √

Monseigneur is tomorrow.

By the way, I won the championship hahahahahahaha! ! ! !Plus three more chapters =w=! !I'm so happy~ (It's just that I feel sorry for the player qaq when celebrating, and it feels like there are crutches on the bench...

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Italo once asked the number one agent in football today how to become an excellent agent, and the other party told him:

"Treat your player as a friend, take care of him in every possible way, coax him when he is upset, comfort him when he is down, affirm him when he is inferior, hug him when he is sad, and always tell him 'you are the best player in the world' .Let him appreciate you, trust you, like you, rely on you, and never leave you."

Italo nodded solemnly: "I understand."

After rebirth, Italo, who acted strictly according to Mendez's standards but accidentally put his own player on the bed: =Mendez, come here!I promise I can't beat you to death! ! !