Football God.

The morning before Christmas Eve, England had a fine day.

It has entered winter, but the British Isles have not ushered in snowfall for a long time. This is a bit abnormal compared to usual, but it is good news for Heinrich.

After the short holiday of Christmas, England's clubs will once again enter the inhumane league. The cold can be overcome, but if there is heavy snow, not only the turf will be tested, but the health of the players will also face great challenges. challenge.

Rain is something that people have to get used to. England is a rainy place, but snow and rain are completely different concepts. The fine snowflakes are likely to cause slippery feet and have some bad results. Hein Rich was naturally unwilling to see non-combat attrition of his players due to the weather.

The weather was fine, Heinrich got up early in the morning, put on a large light gray cashmere sweater, and dug up the cute black cat Tom from the warm and soft nest.

"Meow..." If someone else dared to disturb his dream, Tom would definitely scratch it with his paw right now, maybe leaving two clear tooth marks, but he could smell Heinrich's body After recognizing the smell, the voice turned into a soft milky voice, following Heinrich's movement, he hugged the man's wrist directly, rubbed his furry face against it, and felt a bit barbed warmth Tongue licked the inside of the man's wrist.

Heinrich smiled, and hugged the little guy in his arms: "Itch, bad boy Tom."

Tom naturally couldn't understand what Heinrich said, but cats have always been a species that is used to winking at people. He could feel Heinrich's joy, which also made him very happy to sleep in Heinrich's arms. Fuck off.

It was inevitable that cat hair would stick to the sweater, but Heinrich didn't care too much. He waited a while to change into a more formal outfit, after all, he had a guest coming today.

According to the previous practice, if Heinrich cannot go home due to competition or rehabilitation, etc., Moritz will come over on Christmas Eve. Heinrich has nothing to prepare for his brother, just want to Just go to meet him tomorrow.

But this afternoon, Mendes has already said hello and will send Ronaldo over.

It is naturally unrealistic to pack and send, and Mendes will spend time driving his family's cash cow to Leeds.After that, Mendes will go to Colombia non-stop to take care of the newly signed young player, James Rodriguez. As an agent, he always has a special preference for small players.

What's more, this player has been internally selected by Leeds United, and Mendes still hopes to finalize him in this winter transfer window. As for whether to use the special talent clause, it will have to wait for the results of next season.

Heinrich looked at the time, and there was still some time before the appointed time. He walked into the kitchen with little Tom in his arms.

As for keeping pets, Heinrich actually doesn’t have much experience. His greatest experience probably comes from his sister Ista’s dog named Moritz.Leaving aside Istar's original intention of giving it that name, the difference between a dog and a cat is a world of difference.

More or less people who have had pets can understand that a dog is like a cute little sun that is always sunny, spreading its love and sunshine to the whole world, while a cat is the cool and beautiful moonlight at night, with its own pride and reserve, it needs you Give it all your love to make it smile.

Heinrich did not have this self-awareness. He raised little Tom like a dog and hugged him everywhere. This time was no exception. He put Tom in a basket on the cooking table. Just stop watching it.

Cats are always full of curiosity about the world. Tom looked around at the edge of the basket, watching Heinrich open the refrigerator calmly, and took out milk and bread. Although the milk was cold, it still made Tom I moved my nose.

But Tom is always obedient and doesn't go out, he is very honest and obedient, as obedient as a small dog.

Heinrich is also now clearly aware of his lethality in the kitchen. He didn't think about doing anything creative at all. He turned the milk in the microwave, and the microwave was intact in his expectant eyes, and then served it directly. Went to the restaurant with milk and bread.

As for Little Tom, Heinrich took a small plate for it, poured cat food on it, rubbed the top of the little guy's head, and enjoyed brunch peacefully with one person and one cat.

"Eat more," Heinrich said as he reached for the remote control and turned on the TV. "You and I still have things to do later."

Little Tom didn't know the danger was coming, and he rubbed Heinrich's fingertips very affectionately, looking very dependent.

The channels that Heinrich often pays attention to are news and sports, and he doesn't have much interest in other sectors.At this moment, he rested his chin and looked at the sports channel describing the current situation of the Premier League. The focus was still on the seemingly huge and unshakable Manchester empire.

Manchester United, the common enemy of the entire Premier League.

When there is a king in a league, what both the fans and the team want to do is to overthrow the opponent, overthrow his dynasty, and shape his own glory.

It can be said that Manchester United's game ratings are the highest now, not only because of his large number of fans, but also because many people hope to see which player can tear a piece of flesh from Manchester United.

Driven by this motivation, Manchester United's ratings have naturally risen, and the ratings share they can get is increasing.

Heinrich took a bite of the bread and was about to pour another glass of milk when he saw his image appear on the TV screen.

That was in the game against Manchester United, I had a high fever, but I still insisted on directing the game from the sidelines.

Now Heinrich is seldom so emotionally exposed. He is more concerned with making plans in advance, using better formations and on-the-spot substitutions to make formation changes.But the exception is that when playing against strong teams, some simpler and more direct methods are always needed to let players understand their intentions.

But when it comes to Manchester United, it's all flattering press releases, but when it comes to Leeds United, it's a different style.

They are more like brave fighters, stabbing their swords at the behemoths of the Premier League time and time again, without any hesitation, resolute and fierce, and Heinrich, who led them forward, naturally became a character that attracted attention.

No one dislikes other people's flattery, and Heinrich is no exception. His very calm narration hostess described his experience in a tone of full appreciation, and is happy to hear praise for Leeds United's current record .

But at this moment, the style of painting changed, and Heinrich on the court suddenly fell limply, and in the next second, he fell into someone's arms.

Cristiano Ronaldo, he firmly caught the fallen Heinrich and hugged him directly, which saved the blond man from lying face down on the ground.

Heinrich rubbed the fingers on the top of Tom's head and paused slightly, Tom looked up at him with some puzzlement, his pair of blue-green eyes with the same color as Heinrich were full of clean puzzlement and innocence.

Naturally, he couldn't see what Heinrich's expression represented at the moment, and even Heinrich didn't know what expression he should make.

He knew that he actually benefited from Ronaldo's timely help after that game, so that he would not have some additional damage. He can clearly know this whether it is in media reports or from the mouths of people around him, but this is not the case. It doesn't mean that he can see the scenes and pictures at that time intuitively like now.

The man hugged him tightly, and the camera was able to clearly record his expression.

His brows were tightly frowned, and his fingertips turned white. Heinrich even suspected that as long as he made a sound, that person would be able to cry...

Soon, the news screen switched to other scenes of Leeds United, but Heinrich was still recalling the scene he had just seen.

Jorge said that Chris is a child who likes to cry, but what did that expression just mean?

Heinrich still had that gentle but wise look, and there was nothing in his eyes.

Probably because Tom was the only cat in the house, so Heinrich didn't lower his voice at all, and said clearly: "Tom, that person gave you your name, so tell me why he looked at me and cried ?”

Tom licked two mouthfuls of cat food, but did not speak. Of course, if a cat did speak, it would be fine.

"Did I catch his eyes when I fell down?"

Tom: Eat, eat, eat.

"It should be, I think I will thank him later."

Tom: Eat, eat, eat.

"Okay, let's go to the stadium."

Tom: Eat, eat, eat... hiccup?

Tom, who had just finished eating, was picked up by Heinrich with a dazed expression on his face, and then he was carried by the man to the place he feared and hated the most, the football field in the backyard of Heinrich's house!

This stadium is not big, like a small stadium for children. The goal frame is only one meter high and one meter wide. It is small but has a delicate feeling. The turf alone needs to be maintained every day.

Generally, families with children would put a football field here, but Heinrich built it for Tom, focusing on cultivating Tom's football interest and stimulating his football talent!

He actually likes basketball but not football, and he doesn't know who gave him the courage.

Tom lay desperately in front of the goal, shouting with his softest and cutest milk voice, hoping that his master would forgive him and stop letting himself guard the goal...

But Heinrich didn't understand what it meant at all. With a smile, he picked up a children's ball that was several times smaller than the usual ball and was much softer, tossed it in his hand, and glanced at Tom who wanted to escape. , opened the mouth and said: "You dare to run, there is no food tonight."

"Meow!" Anyway, I don't eat much, so I'm not afraid of you!

"Don't sleep next to me at night."

"...Meow!" Come on!

Lying in front of the door waiting in full battle, trying to concentrate on it, the goalkeeper cat started to go online.

But just as Heinrich was throwing the ball up to kick it out, he suddenly heard a strange noise.

Because Heinrich had been kidnapped before, Moritz was extremely cautious about his safety, and he never let go of every detail.

As long as someone walks to the door, Heinrich will receive the news immediately, only the holes hidden in the stone wall around the backyard wall will be opened, and everything from the laser to the live ammunition will be aimed at someone. The location near by outsiders.

Heinrich put down the ball, and Tom threw himself into Heinrich's arms in good spirits and rubbed him flatteringly.

The blond man stroked its back to comfort it, but walked towards the door with a puzzled expression on his face.

Opening the door, Heinrich heard a clear and cold voice before he could see the people under the steps:

"Edel's Christmas has always belonged to me, I'll give you 3 minutes to get out of here."

Then, a sneering voice sounded: "Who does Edel belong to? I think you will know soon."

...what the hell.

The author has something to say:

About keeping pets——

Kaka: Of course I have a dog, it’s very soft and cute

Alan Smith: Dog!Wang Xingren is a good friend!

Griezmann: I like cats more, they are soft and cute

Jack: That's because you haven't been sat on your face by a cat...

Kaka: Lewandowski, what kind of pet do you like?

Lewandowski: I like my wife

Kaka: ...I mean pets.

Levan: I like my wife, I only like my wife, I don't like anything else, yes, that's it

Everyone: ... =. =