Football God.

Vacation time always flies by nicely and quickly.

When Ronaldo received the notice from Real Madrid, Heinrich was also preparing to pack his bags and return to Leeds United.

Holding little Chris and shaking gently, Ronaldo looked at Heinrich, did not speak, but continued to focus on his son.

It was Heinrich who sensed Ronaldo's gaze, closed the box, didn't care about it, sat on the bed and smiled and said to him: "Don't worry about little Chris, Dolores will help take care of him here Yes, when your house in Madrid is bought and furnished, Madame Dolores will naturally take him to live with you."

In fact, Ronaldo was still a little reluctant to part with his son. He lowered his head and poked the little guy's face, but he didn't object.

Sometimes the relationship between people really needs to get deeper and deeper as we get along. As a father, the relationship between him and his children is not established from the beginning. .

But these days, every day, Heinrich would stuff the little guy into his arms.

Sometimes when watching that soft little guy smiling at him, Ronaldo would laugh unconsciously.

He lowered his head, pressed his cheek against the little guy's face, and muttered something.

Little Chris felt awkward being tied by the man's hair, so he reached out to grab it, pulling back and forth with all his strength.

Ronaldo wasn't angry either, the newborn kid didn't have much energy in his province.

Afterwards, Heinrich saw the Portuguese who had been awkward a while ago who disliked the children who quarreled with them now had a silly fatherly smile on his face, held the baby up and said to himself: "Look, how strong he is! In the future, he will definitely Will be a good striker, like me!"

Heinrich couldn't help laughing, nodded, and said in a somewhat exaggerated tone: "Yes, your son will definitely be like you."

"It's 'our' son." Ronaldo took the trouble to correct him.

Heinrich knew that this person attached great importance to this matter, so he didn't say anything, and nodded in response.

At this time, Bertram knocked on the door, walked in without saying much, just opened Heinrich's suitcase, looked at it, put in the things that Heinrich had missed, and packed the suitcase , drag the suitcase away.

Ronaldo stared at Bert Ram the whole time, and blinked after he left: "Find time, I want to have dinner with Bert."

Bert?

Heinrich was a little surprised: "When did you get so close?"

Ronaldo glanced at him and thought, Bertram is your personal bodyguard, butler, chef, driver, assistant coach... He has several jobs, and if he wants to be alone with you, he must win Bertram's trust.

When Ronaldo made up his mind to be with Heinrich, he got Bertram's phone number.

Although the Portuguese didn't know Bertlem's other identity—many people didn't know that a certain munitions chief would be an assistant coach at the club—the two got along very well, and it is estimated that they could exchange gifts this Christmas.

However, Ronaldo was not going to tell Heinrich about this. He hugged little Chris and sat next to Heinrich, looking at the blond man: "Leeds United will also go to China after a while."

"Well, this is an agreement between me and them." Heinrich stretched out his hand and hugged little Chris. He never looked at Ronaldo, but only stared at the baby. "But in the game, Leeds United and Real Madrid will not meet. , it's a pity."

In fact, even if they met, the two would not have much chance to communicate, but Ronaldo still hopes to change clubs and continue to see the quality of Leeds United.

It has always been his wish to destroy this club.

It has nothing to do with feelings, it just belongs to the players' desire to win.

But Heinrich didn't hold little Chris for too long. After dark, he put the sleeping little guy in the nursery beside him.

"Dolores has been around him recently. I asked her to go back and rest. A nurse will take care of her at night." Heinrich said as he came to the door.

But at an angle that Ronaldo didn't pay attention to, the slender fingertips moved slightly, and the door lock fell.

The Portuguese doesn't feel sleepy now. Although he won't relax his body to exercise when he is on vacation, the intensity is indeed much lighter than the usual physical training, and he still has enough energy so far.

After the room became quiet, the Portuguese stood up energetically, went to the box next to the TV, and searched for something.

Heinrich walked over, squatted down next to the man, and looked at him tiltedly: "What are you looking for?"

"Game machine, let's play a game. If you win, I will play poker with you." Ronaldo smiled. After all, he was still a young man, and he always had a special enthusiasm for games.

But soon, he saw a hand slowly pressing on his wrist.

Slightly stunned, he turned his head to look over, and met a gentle smiling face.

Heinrich likes to laugh. No matter what time it is, this man is always smiling. The curvature of the corner of his mouth looks like it has been measured with a ruler, and every detail is extremely perfect.

It's just that the blond man is much more relaxed than usual now, and although his smile is shallow, it is extraordinarily gentle.

It's just that those eyes are so focused that people can't miss them just by looking at them.

Just being stared at, Ronaldo completely forgot what he wanted to do. Heinrich didn't have much strength, but the palm on his wrist seemed to weigh a thousand catties, making it impossible for him to break free. open.

The white and slender fingertips are holding the healthy skin with strong contrast.

For no reason, the black-haired man felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, and subconsciously moved his body back, as if to cover up the sudden change.

And the room suddenly fell silent, which made Heinrich's voice very clear: "Today, we don't play games, we don't play poker, and do something else, but you remember to teach me, I don't know it myself, I Your child is counting on you."

The right hospital, the right time, and the right vacation, but he found that he couldn't get out alone.

The doctor has relaxed the conditions and let him solve it by himself, but probably because he has been single for too long, Heinrich can't find a way.

Originally, these things cannot be helped by others, but there is always a way to find a way.

Especially under the ardent expectation and persistence of Moritz, the hospital also silently offered another "humanized" plan.

So he chose this room that met the standard, and a man who could help him completely. He reached out and put a small metal bottle in Ronaldo's hand, stuffed it with a pair of medical gloves by the way, and stared straight at it. look at him.

Ronaldo looked at him and found his voice hoarse when he opened his mouth: "What do you want to do?"

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak first.

Frowning slightly, the black-haired man wanted to stand up, but he felt the hand on his wrist exert strength.

It was still moderate strength, but it stopped all his movements.

Heinrich raised the corner of his mouth, pulled his hand back and put it on the same swollen place, with an adult indifference in his tone: "Help me." Then, he laughed, "I will help you too. "

A simple sentence, let the air condense.

In the next second, it was as hot as being on fire.

The next day, Heinrich left early without saying goodbye to him. When Ronaldo woke up, he rubbed his sore wrists and gritted his teeth.

Teaching a man like Heinrich who has been single for 30 years to do this kind of thing is really exhausting.

And he also realized that the blond-haired man might have planned it long ago for keeping him here for so long.

Really, cunning.

I don't know if I can make him more cunning in the future...

Turning his head, he saw that the small bottle that was full last night was taken away, and there was only a note left on the bedside.

On it, there is a simple sentence:

'Good morning, and, thank you, I hope you are doing well. '

The man didn't speak, he chose to write a sentence at the bottom, and then sent the note.

It was already two days later when Heinrich received the "reply letter". The man sitting in the office unfolded the piece of paper and looked at the sentence below with some dumbfounding.

'I will be fine, and so will you, all for our children. ps, remember to send the note back. '

Although I know that person has the habit of collecting his own notes, but now I still feel a little helpless when I suddenly see it.

Folding the note, after thinking about it, he put on a pair of newly bought diamond earrings, put them in a small box and sent them back.

Buying earrings is probably a subconscious behavior. You will buy them when you see good-looking ones, just like you will buy cufflinks when you see good-looking ones.

Some things, once you get used to it, are not easy to change.

"Dong dong."

At this time, the door knocked, and Heinrich put the box in the drawer and said, "Please come in."

It was Mr. Byron who opened the door and came in, followed by Nedved.

Mr. Byron smiled after seeing Heinrich: "Sir, there are quite a few players who came to the training ground today. I can't wait to share their training with you!"

Heinrich was a little surprised: "The vacation is not over yet, why did they come back so early?"

"They said they could take vacations at the club." Mr. Byron was smiling, but he knew in his heart that the children had been poking them with a needle in their backs.

The transfer window is about to open, and Heinrich has gone to the World Cup again. There are many good seedlings in this World Cup.

Leeds United is not short of money. Although the players are now firmly established as the main force, who knows what will happen next season?

Heinrich didn't think that the threat he uttered just to motivate them was actually remembered by the children, and he was still nervous to this day.

But Heinrich was not going to clarify, he just tapped the table lightly with his hand, and then asked another question: "What is Jose doing recently?"

In fact, there are quite a few people named Jose, but currently in Leeds United, there is only that one.

Mr. Byron didn't speak, but turned to look at Nedved.

The Czech immediately interjected: "Guti has been with Etok recently, and regularly went to Dr. Braque for reexamination. After the World Cup, Dr. Braque has been watching Guti's health," he said, inside Deved's voice paused, "But I think Guti doesn't seem very willing."

Nedved was very puzzled by this sentence. After all, in his opinion, players should always be grateful to receive exclusive treatment from the team doctor.

But every time Guti is a generous look, it is a bit strange.

However, Heinrich and Mr. Byron coincidentally ignored this topic.

Ah, really... Thank you Guti for your hard work.

Heinrich glanced at the calendar and said softly, "Tomorrow is the day when the transfer window opens."

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Heinrich tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "Pick up Guti's call for me. He has been in England for so long, so he should show up."

That night, Leeds United issued an invitation letter——

Leeds United will hold a press conference, and I hope all journalists will attend as scheduled.