[Football] Anti-system

The expression on his face was confused and bewildered, and the unresolved sorrow between his brows was like an ancient street lamp lit up alone in a rainy night in England.

It is a beast in the hunting ground, knowing its own destiny and struggling to find a chance.

He tried his best and couldn't escape.

He is like Truman under the camera, feeling at a loss for the whole world.

The spotlight is like a hunting dog chasing his scent, never stopping for a moment.

The system seemed to be aiming at his muzzle, the black hole made him feel cold, and made him fall into desperation again and again.

He never gave up his hope.

But always in a state of helpless fear.

Fearing death, the cold touch often engulfs him like a giant python, and he is plunged into darkness a little bit, like a stairwell without a little light.

Step by step, death will always step on his footsteps.

They are born different.

But the likes are the same.

[...The current progress of the task: ...Failed, no penalty due to special reasons. 】

The flashes did not stop, repeatedly forming a single piece.

Scorpius' face was pale, and under the continuous flashlight, it printed a strange white.

Cristiano held his wrist and clearly felt a slight tremor in his wrist.

The Portuguese don't quite understand why, is it because they are too anxious to run over?Or because he was too angry?

But his face was not normal, it didn't look like he was angry.

After getting the correct answer from himself, the reporter couldn't help being a little stunned, looking at each other for a while, not knowing what kind of reply to give.

Now that I have said it all, is there really such a thing?

But the recording is not as popular as Orianna's video, and many people don't know what Scorpius is talking about.

They all looked a little dazed, not understanding what Scorpius was talking about.

"Are you sure it's not an ordinary quarrel with your mother?"

"You said Orianna didn't allow you to resist, and forced you to do things. How did she force it? Can you explain in detail?"

"Westin..." Scorpius opened his lips, he couldn't hear what the reporter in front of him was saying.

I only saw their lips moving, opening and closing, but no sound was heard.

"Scorpius?"

Cristiano Ronaldo tugged on his wrist, frowning to check his status.

He pulled him hard and let the reporter in front of him get out of the way: "Get out of the way, can you ask questions later? He needs the help of the team doctor now."

It really helped that he said that, especially now that Scorpius is looking really bad.

Her thin lips were pale, and the only bright color on her face was the crimson color at the end of her eyes that had not yet faded.

As soon as his words came out of his mouth, the surrounding reporters were a little hesitant.

It was this moment of hesitation that made Cristiano break through the encirclement of reporters, and dragged Scorpius away from the scene quickly.

The movement of the body makes everything suddenly feel real again.

In the empty corridor, only each other's footsteps and heartbeats could be heard.

Seeing that the reporter was probably finally stopped by security and special police, he did not drag Scorpius back to the away locker room or look for the team doctor, but dragged him into a room that was probably used for preparing items.

Scorpius sat on the cabinet, staring at his trembling hands in a daze: "It actually escaped another disaster."

Another special reason.

It's Cristiano Ronaldo again.

His purple eyes were heavy black, his palms were also bloodless, and his pale fingers were cold as if they had lost their warmth.

He didn't understand, what is so special about Cristiano Ronaldo?

Ronaldo squatted in front of him, holding the wrists of his hands.

"Escape what?"

Scorpius raised his eyes, looked at his expression, and said carefully: "...death."

The Portuguese's fingers were warm, making him seem to have found his body under the glacier again in a trance.

It was so warm that he even wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep against the warm heat source.

Cristiano frowned subconsciously and looked at him: "Scorpius..."

Scorpius clenched his fingers and interrupted him quickly: "I know you don't believe it, but it's true. Chris, I didn't lie to you."

He said and thought of that question, does Cristiano believe it or not?If he really didn't believe it, why did he work so hard on the field?

"Don't you not believe it? Why are you still..." For a while, he felt a little self-indulgent again.

Maybe it has nothing to do with him.

Cristiano was just as hungry for victory as ever.

"I do not believe."

Cristiano looked at the eyes filled with unknown emotions and blinked.

The slender and thick eyelashes fluttered up and down with his movements, like a butterfly spreading its wings: "But I don't believe it and I did it for you. Is there any connection? This is not in conflict."

He really didn't believe it.

What sound, what death is too absurd.

He didn't believe it.

But that doesn't stop him from being determined to win this game for him.

"for me?"

He let Cristiano hold his hand and caress his cheek.

"For you."

The honey-colored eyes of the Portuguese are full of sincerity and seriousness.His fingers caressed his fingers gently, as if he didn't hate the coldness.

Take care of yourself, for him.

Scorpius looked at those slightly innocent eyes, his drooping and warm eyes, and couldn't help being a little annoyed.

He can't help but raise his voice: "For me? Did I tell you to do this? Do you know what might happen today?! You just run like that. You tell everyone like that, you don't know what might happen What!"

His sudden temper caught Cristiano a little off guard, and he froze in place, not knowing how to react.

The more Scorpius thought about it, the more angry he became: "You don't know Orianna at all, you don't know how terrible that woman is. If you rush forward like this, if there is not enough evidence, she will use public opinion, the media, lawyers, all Plant the resources around her to destroy you."

He couldn't imagine if he didn't have that recording in his hand.Everything that happened today will definitely be washed into ordinary family conflicts by Orianna, making people think that she is just a good mother who loves her son and is humane.

What will Cristiano do when he throws all this in front of the media?

People would think he was an inexplicable guy.

Orianna will even find him some unwarranted but reasonable charges and motives, perhaps using the misunderstanding in the 06 World Cup, or someone else.Let people point the finger at the innocent Portuguese again.

"What if I didn't ask? Can you ask me before you do this?!"

Too dangerous.

"I can't even open my mouth, Cristiano. Do you think I don't want to? Every second I want to tell the world what she has done! But this damn system keeps me from opening, as long as I Defy her and die."

It would be fine if he died right away, but when he thought that even if he accused Orianna's behavior, he would be forcibly cleaned up and distorted after his death, and even become another means of her hype, he felt extremely disgusted.

Scorpius stood up suddenly, grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall: "You don't even know how selfish I can be in order to survive. I won't open my mouth to clarify for you, when the time comes you You can only inexplicably be charged with unwarranted crimes, and even be forced to leave the stadium, leave the place you love, and leave your dreams. Her public relations team has a lot of ways to manipulate public opinion. No player can resist the dirty methods of Hollywood and capitalists! You still Only 22, goddamn 22, you have at least eight years left on the court! Did you know you almost lost this stuff forever!"

The expression on Cristiano's face looked a little calm: "I don't believe she has such great ability, no one can force others to give up their dreams."

The guy just doesn't get it.

Why doesn't he understand?

"There are too many entanglements of capital and interests behind this. It has never been as simple as you think."

He couldn't explain it to him in detail.

But this world has never been a place where you can succeed with dreams. This is just a capitalist's playground.

And Orianna has the ability to destroy a person as easily as destroying him.

He couldn't help feeling a little flustered, what would Orianna do to Cristiano?

Scorpius stared at him, and the hand holding Cristiano's collar was still trembling slightly: "Never, never do this again because of me. I never let you do this, your behavior will make I'm embarrassed."

He let go of the hand holding Cristiano's collar, took a deep breath and took a step back: "I will move out of you. Chris, there is no need, I am just one of your teammates."

He was at a loss.

He is still terrified of the status quo.

He doesn't want to drag another person down.

Cristiano raised his eyebrows, as if surprised by what he said.

He looked at his expression.

Scorpius also subconsciously put on a disdainful and contemptuous expression.

Unexpectedly, No. [-] of Manchester United suddenly chuckled, leaned forward suddenly, clasped the back of his head and pressed towards himself, and kissed his lips abruptly.

Scorpius was frightened by such a change and froze in place, not knowing what kind of reaction he should make.

He only accepted this somewhat fierce kiss meekly and passively.

The Portuguese completely blocked his lips, biting him twice with his teeth viciously as if venting.The sensitive tongue was not polite, and he clasped the back of his head vigorously with his hands to prevent Scorpius from moving, and swept the roof of his mouth wantonly, plundering the oxygen and body fluid in his mouth.

There was his smell between his lips and teeth, even the fine groans and hot panting were completely blocked between the two of them.

I don't know how long it has passed, but this long and emotional kiss finally came to an end.

Cristiano looked at those purple eyes that were different from ordinary people, licked the sweetness left on the corners of his lips, and explained why he laughed: "Next time you say we are just teammates, please let go and don't pull so hard. Holding on to me. I can’t even break free, is there any teammate who would hold someone’s hand so hard, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away if he let go?”

Scorpius looked at his left hand subconsciously. He didn't know when he and the Portuguese had clasped ten fingers together tightly: "I..."

Cristiano raised his chin triumphantly: "I forgot to say, last time when you were broken, besides asking me to save you, you also pestered me to act coquettishly and said other things."

"What did I say?"

"Say you like me."

"I do not…"

"Mr. Scorpius Westin. You said you'd die if you explained it, but you explained it and you stood there and explained it to everyone. You even said you made me say that."

Xiao Luo interrupted him again: "In context, do you mean that you like me and are even willing to explain for me, even if the result of speaking is death?"

Scorpius panicked for a moment, not knowing why things suddenly developed to a place he hadn't expected.

He didn't even think that he had already confessed while drunk, but Cristiano didn't mention it at all.

"I...Chris...you..."

Cristiano put up his left index finger and put it against his lips to prevent him from defending himself: "Shhh."

The Portuguese's eyes were bright, like a kitten who just stole a fish and was laughing: "Even if so many things happened today, I am very happy, Scorpius."

"Because you like me."

"And I happen to like you too."

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