[Football] Crown of Thorns

Non-responsible special episode "Dream, and Dream"

I am 31 years old.

Chris sat at the window and looked out. The fans in red jerseys had blocked the street outside the hotel. They looked up at the waving flags, their faces painted in the colors of the national flag, and their eyes were full of longing...

The memory of participating in the European Cup for the first time seems to be still in front of my eyes, and the bitterness of tears seems to be still on my lips.

In a blink of an eye, in 12, he stood on the eve of the final again.

Two years ago, he had just tasted the pain of bitterness and despair. Two years later, he was only one arm away from winning the crown in the sky.

Crown!

Crown!

Crown!

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...and as he fell, he seemed to hear the cracking of bones and the tearing pain in his knees...

He made himself stand up, he wanted to keep running, he wanted to reach out and touch...

He stops, he raises his hand, he falls...

Tears drowned out his hope, he covered his face, his heart was full of despair...

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"Cris! Cris! Cris!"

Someone was pushing him, calling him.

He opened his tearful eyes, and the turbulent tears blurred his eyes, only the familiar smell made him stretch out his hand involuntarily, and the warm palm wrapped his hand.

The well-known Mr. Bugu, nicknamed 'You-Know-Who' by his juniors, embraced him, "What's wrong?"

The gentle voice made Chris, who was already awake, lower his head in embarrassment, humming from his nasal cavity but did not speak.

With a smile, Mr. X wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, "I'm having a nightmare~"

"Ok!"

Chris, who is over [-] years old but still has a childlike mouth, but hugs his lover's waist (?) tighter.

Warm palms gently stroked his head, "Chris, who is number one, second, and third handsome in the world, is afraid of having nightmares, but little Chris won't be afraid anymore~~"

"nonsense!"

Chris, who raised his head angrily, puffed up his face, but smiled naturally under the smile of Mr. A certain, "I just don't think it was a dream, as if it was something I experienced before..."

A gentle kiss fell on his forehead, "Can you tell me?"

Putting his ear on his lover's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, Chris smiled slightly.

"...That is to say, in the dream, you don't get help in the national team, you fall on the field again and again, injuries and powerlessness make you pass your dream again and again, and when you finally walk Going to the final of the European Cup, but was injured due to a foul by the opponent..."

"Well, everything in the dream is so real, I thought that was my life, alone there..."

Having said that, Chris' voice choked up again.

Lovingly looking at his lover who has a muscular figure but a girlish heart, he will kiss his lover's brows and eyes one by one, with wave after wave of distress in his heart.

So he put his hand on Chris's chest, "So, in your dream, there is no me?"

This question seemed to press some switch, and made Chris jump up all of a sudden. He glared at Mr. X, and the sadness in his heart surged like the waves of the sea.

"In the dream you were a big bastard, you didn't love me at all, you abandoned me..."

Before he finished yelling out all the anger, Mr. A certain grabbed him into his arms and kissed the lips that he wanted to kiss a long time ago, swallowing all the words, and it only took a few seconds for the bewildered Chris to go from angry to soft Time, until he completely softened, and Mr. X let go of the lips that had been sucked into a rosy color after he was satisfied.

"……asshole!"

Chris despaired of being completely irresistible to the charms of Mr.

Wiping the water on his lips with his fingertips, Mr. X smiled and touched his forehead, "Huh? I'm a bad guy!"

The syllables of his words are raised, and there is a taste of evil charm (it really is a girl's heart) in it.

"Yes, you are a bad person!"

Chris met his eyes, then grinned and laughed.

Seeing such a lovely reaction from his lover, Mr. A certain's eyes slowly darkened, and then he threw his lover down and pressed him on top.

"Hey you..."

Chris yelled, and then there was only a humming inflection echoing in this bedroom...

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After he did a simple treatment, he walked back to the edge of the court. His teammates were still fighting there. The teammates who were once joked by countless people as a leaky defense tried their best to block all the lines of defense. They fell and got up. He threw himself again, the sweaty soil and those who fell to the ground were right in front of his eyes, working hard.

His eyes were red again, and he limped over to comfort and encourage his paralyzed teammates.

He clenched his fists and cheered for his teammates...

The final kill came so late but so timely, he jumped up and shouted loudly regardless of the pain.

He and his teammates finally stood on the highest podium and lifted the dream crown.

He held up high, his crown! ! !

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Waking up from the dream, he waved his hand excitedly.

"So, you won in the end?"

"Yes yes, win!!!"

"Great."

"Yeah, I'm really happy~~~"

"Well, then, let's settle the score now!"

"Uh, huh?"

"It's because I'm a bad guy!"

"Uh ha, ha, that's just a dream, it's a dream!!!"

"Hehe~"

Chris who was thrown: Help! ! !

Mr. A: I'm actually the big villain in your dream, hehe, Chris, don't think I don't know what your teammates call me behind their backs! ! !

Chris: ………

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on the beach—

Xico: I seem to hear the captain's scream? ? ?

Wei Shao: No!

Ann: Captain?Strange, is he still sleeping?

Xico: Forget it, let's go play!

Wei Shao: Well, go swimming.

An: ...I always feel that something is wrong?

The three of them looked at each other...

Three people: Hehe, it seems that someone came last night too! ! !

Three people: ==

Three people: Hehe, hehehe~~

Chico: I think it is better for me to go to the beach in Lisbon.

Wei Shao: Although this is a private beach, Shiko is right.

Ann: Yes, you are right!

The three turned their heads, what should I do if there is a stupid guy over there?

Xico: Because he is stupid, so it's okay.

Wei Shao: Because he is rather stupid, he should be fine.

Ann: Well, you are right!

Not far away, the golden retriever student raised the ball in his hand, "Let's go ask Chris to play football together!"

Three people: you go! ...Let's go! ! ! !

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