shadow striker

In Barcelona, ​​Spain, there was a man who waited for a phone call from his childhood friend who survived the catastrophe, but he didn't wait all night.In the early hours of the morning, he made a call to Dericalo, who had helped him a lot on the court.

"Didn't Yihuang tell you? He, Francisco, and Firmi have decided to go back to Turin tonight, and we are on the train now. But Yihuang and we are not in the same private room, do you need me to call him? ?”

"No no, no need, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, thank you."

After the phone call with Dericalo, Igles tried to dial Yue Yihuang's cell phone.But the number that he didn't dial much in the past six years was turned off at this time.After waiting all night, Igles sat up from the sofa, put on his coat, and went down the stairs with his wallet and passport.On the way out, he called the club manager.

"I'm Igles, I'm sorry I want to take three days off. Yes, I won't participate in today's training, don't worry, Mr. Diego didn't plan to let me play in this round of the league. Yes. I intend to ... go to Turin."

After saying this, Igles hung up the phone, and then did not answer the manager's call.Because...he knew that the club manager who was woken up by him just now had realized what he was going to do.

The Argentine drove to the airport, he wanted to go to Turin, and he wanted to see his partner when he was young.The whole world knows that all the Torino players who came to the Barcelona game almost repeat the tragedy of the Superga air disaster 76 years ago.He also... almost never saw that person again.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he really missed that Yingfeng who once belonged only to him.

In order to dispel the uneasiness and dullness, Igles turned on the radio in the car, but as soon as he turned on the radio, the enduring Spanish love song came to his ears.

[Kiss me, kiss me deeply.It's like tonight is the last night. 】

[Kiss me, kiss me deeply.I'm so afraid that after tonight I'll lose you. 】

The ringtone of the phone kept ringing, and Igles couldn't bear to let the ringtone interrupt the sad and tender music, so he just turned the phone to silent, subconsciously letting his emotions immerse himself in the lyrics of the song.

[I want to feel you very close.I want to face you, look at you.See myself in your eyes. 】

【Think about maybe tomorrow, tomorrow I will be far, far away from you...】

【Maybe tomorrow, tomorrow I will be far, far away from you...】

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"What did you say? Igles asked you for a three-day vacation two hours ago? Then... he said he was going to Turin?"

"Yes! I was still sleeping at the time, and I didn't realize what he said at all. After I hung up the phone, I..."

"Damn it! Why didn't you tell him no!!"

"Of course I would! But he never answered the phone!"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!! Now the Italian National Aviation Safety Agency hasn't figured out what's going on at all, how can you! How can you let him go to Turin!!!"

After two hours of fruitless attempts to contact Igles, who wanted to go to Turin at this time, the club manager finally remembered the head coach of the youth academy who had been in touch with many youth academy students.However, after explaining the situation, Castile, who has always been gentle, scolded him so much that he couldn't even speak.

But just when the club manager was about to explain something to Castile, the other party had already hung up the phone.Yes, Castilla dialed Igles' number.At this time, the Argentine was sitting in the airport lobby, waiting for the flight to Rome and then to Turin, which took off in four hours.

The day before, there was a major accident on this line. Although there were no casualties, the aircraft of that model was still completely grounded.This has led to a sharp drop in flights on the route.Although few people dare to take this flight now, Igles still has to wait at the airport for a long time before he can wait for the usual flight to Turin.

While waiting, he saw the name of his youth academy coach, Castilla, appear on the caller ID of his phone.That made him hesitate.He understood that this coach whom he respected very much was probably here to stop him, but he couldn't stop answering the call from this person.Maybe it was because he thought...Castia must understand his mood at this time, he still answered the phone after struggling.

Castile: "Yig, where are you now?"

Igles: "I... I'm at the airport. I want to go to Turin, and I want to see Yihuang, sir."

Although Castilla is really angry now, when he heard the child he taught say such words to himself in a helpless voice, he still couldn't bear to blame that outstanding Argentine player.

Igles: "I've been thinking about it all night, sir. I used to always think that we were young enough to see each other after a while if we wanted to. Maybe next month, maybe next month. Next month, as long as I buy a plane ticket, I will see him in a few hours. But maybe not. Life can be fragile. I think you can understand how I feel now. And… ...I always feel that I still have a lot to say that I haven't had time to tell him."

Those were words from the heart, although they were simple, they were more words that made people unable to say no to rejection than any words.Castile finally said after a long silence:

"Yes, life can actually be very fragile. It's not just Yihuang, Dricaro, it can also be you. In the face of disaster, any of us is insignificant. But Yige, no one can do anything now. Explain what happened to that plane, how can you take such a risky flight to Turin? I hope you can at least be more responsible to the team, to the fans, and to yourself."

"So...what should I do?"

"Take the train. You see, it's ten o'clock in the morning. You just have to go to the train station and wait a few hours. You can wait for the direct train to Turin, which is no worse than taking The plane is too late. But if you take the train, we can all rest assured."

"Okay...I promise you." After hanging up the phone, Igles sat on the seat in the airport hall and remained silent for a long time before getting up and going to the parking garage at the airport.

While driving to the train station, Igles tried to call Yue Yihuang again, but the other party's number was still turned off.So he could only put away his mobile phone and concentrate on driving to the train station in Barcelona.But things happened again in the opposite direction to what he expected.

Due to the huge plane failure that was exposed yesterday, many people have chosen to change their travel methods, especially those who plan to go from Barcelona to Turin.They all chose to travel by train.This made it impossible for Igles, who had not booked the night train in advance, to get the reservation form for the train berth even if he bought the train ticket.

Although the tellers at the counseling counter wanted to help Igles, there was nothing they could do.But when he walked out of the ticket office, Enzo's sister recognized him.

"Igles...? Are you Igles from Barcelona?"

Perhaps because he thought it was just an ordinary fan who stopped him, Igles walked faster when he heard this question. The students revealed their identities.

"I'm Enzo's younger sister, Enya!"

Hearing Enzo's name, Igles stopped quickly, turned his head to look at the girl who left a little impression in his memory, but saw that she smiled at him again, and then Greeting not far away, the head of the Espanyol Club come over quickly.

In this way, the three of them found a small restaurant near the train station and ate a meal that they couldn't tell whether it was lunch or dinner.The Enzoenya brothers and sisters also learned the reason why Igles would appear at the train station at this time.He wanted to go to Turin, but he couldn't get a reservation for the night train.

Enzo's sister thought about it after hearing this, and then took out her and Enzo's train ticket and reservation form from her wallet, and said to her brother: "Brother, I still give my reservation form to you." Igles, right? I'm just worried about you going there alone, but now Igles is going too, so it should be fine. You can go to the ticket counter with Igles later, and then put my reservation Just give it to him. I can go home by myself, and you can just say hello to Yue for me. By the way, remember to call me when you arrive, and don’t forget to bring a small gift to Yue!"

After watching the live news last night, the Enzo Enya brothers and sisters planned to go to Turin as soon as possible to see the player who also left many imprints in Barcelona when he was a child.But Enya was still very young when Yue Yihuang and Enzuo were chasing each other all over the street and even stopping the ball and shooting angrily.Even when Yue Yihuang left Barcelona, ​​the little girl was only 11 years old.

Therefore, the relationship between Enya and Yue Yihuang is not deep, but the unique tenderness and sentimentality of women made her plan to go with her brother to see the place where she used to play with when she was a child after seeing the terrible news. juvenile.But she also thought that, as Yue Yihuang's partner when he was young, Igles would definitely need this train ticket reservation more than she did.

In this way, the Spanish girl handed over the handmade biscuits in the bag to her brother, bid farewell to the two, and went home alone.After receiving this extremely important train ticket reservation, Igles solemnly thanked the midfielder of the club's cross-city derby.But Enzo seemed unimpressed.

"Don't thank me, it's my disappointing younger sister, who doesn't even have the consciousness of a Spaniard reserve player."

Perhaps being hard-spoken and soft-hearted has always been the specialty of this Spanish player, from childhood to adulthood.When he entered the first-class box, the long and boring journey finally allowed him to speak to this Argentine player who had always made himself at least superficially disdainful.

"Yesterday... when I saw the news, I was on my way home from shopping with Enya. To be honest, I was taken aback. At that time, I thought, God, this bastard is miserable enough, Stop making such a big joke with him!"

When Enzo said these words, Igles' answer was only silence.That made Enzo, who had never been considered mild-tempered, very dissatisfied, so he kicked Igles with his shoe-off foot, so that the hateful Argentine knew that he was talking to him.

But what made Enzo even more angry was that Igles, who was kicked by him, just curled up his legs, but didn't answer him.But just when Enzo was about to explode, Igles said something that seemed to have nothing to do with this topic.

"Enzuo, I suddenly remembered... three years ago, you came to me with a book of fairy tales that Yihuang forgot to take away. But I seem... I can't find that book anymore. I should really put Find it out and bring it with you. Because...Yihuang must have read that book on the night train before. It’s just that he was from Turin to Barcelona. And I, I was from Barcelona to Turin. "

Light rain began to fall in the sky, and this spring rain that can nourish everything hit the glass of the train from Barcelona to Turin, and also hit the glass of Francisco's single-family villa in Turin.

It's just that the strong wind outside the house seemed unable to bring even a trace of coldness and gloom into the room.Although it is already March, in order to avoid catching a cold, the owner of the house turned on the heating when he got home, and now...the house is filled with an erotic and ambiguous atmosphere that has nothing to do with the cold .

That Yingfeng who doesn't like to go to the beach to enjoy the holiday... has hickey marks all over his fair complexion body.That was the mark that the Prince of Turin had laid for him.Although he never left this comfortable big bed from the beginning to the end, he was panting at the moment, and the sweat soaked his forehead hair that was only dry due to the heat in the air.

It's not that he hasn't had such intimate contact with that veteran in love.It's just that a different mentality makes a lot of difference.Yue Yihuang propped up his body with the palm of his hand, gasped and looked at the person who made his body strange, his blurred eyes carried the indescribable... the most primitive temptation.

So the Italian who licked and kissed his inner thigh also raised his head, wrapped his arms around his waist, and once again printed a lingering kiss on his lips.After the lips and tongue are intertwined, they separate, kiss again, and then separate again.It seemed to be a sweet game, with a love so strong that Yue Yihuang, who was still a little conservative in some aspects, lowered his head to cover up something after kissing the other party a few times.

"Shy?"

"No, it's not..."

Just when he was about to open his mouth to refute, he was kissed by the other party again, bit his lips with his lips, raised his legs, and kept rubbing his most tender skin with that thick desire.

"Xi, Sisko!"

"what?"

"Wait, wait a while... When you go in, can you slow, slow down. If it really doesn't work..."

Hearing this, Francisco couldn't help laughing.He raised Yue Yihuang's chin, making the other party look up at him, looking into his deep eyes.

"What do you think we're doing? We're having sex, baby. How could I want to hurt you?"

It is clearly the most common words, but because the speaker is Francisco, the person who seems to be able to read the simplest words into poetry, it will become a touching and lingering.Yue Yihuang hooked the corners of his mouth, trying to hide his nervousness, and then said in a joking tone:

"Actually, I'm quite worried... I'm worried that we might... not be suitable in bed. I'm also a little worried, what should I do if it really doesn't work. You know, your place...is really too big. I... I……"

Francisco just looked at his shadow front very seriously with a smile, only the reflection of that person in his eyes, that kind of obsession made Yue Yihuang finally unable to say any more words.He reached out, put his hand on Francisco's face, and said with a smile, "You look... nice."

"How do you like it?"

"I like it. You know, even in the whole of Europe, you may not be able to find a few men who look better than you. So I don't understand why you...are so stubborn about me."

"Ah, that's a really hard question to answer. All I know is... I hope your eyes are always on me, your lips are always smiling, and your voice is always in my ears. I want to I can't imagine anyone else I could be so enamored with. What about you? Would you like to wake up every morning and see me?"

"willing……"

After Yue Yihuang gave this answer, Francisco smiled. His smile was so charming that Yue Yihuang was almost stunned. Pressed to his body, then lowered his head and kissed the place that was about to be entered later.

"Um... um..."

Feeling the warm and gentle ravages, Yue Yihuang raised his head and let out a suppressed moan.It was different from the erotic voices that Francisco had heard before.It's not high-pitched, nor is it obscene in any way.But it was that suppressed moan mixed with panting, which was actually full of seductive power, which made Prince Turin's astonishingly sized genitals even more restless.

He wanted to bully the person in front of him fiercely, making him make an even more out-of-control voice...

"Si, Sisko...! Stop licking like that, uh... Si, Sis..."

The lips and tongue were constantly moistening, but the slow and seductive movements became unbearable for the sensitive body after Yue Yihuang made such a sound, and he retreated instinctively.So Francisco grabbed Yue Yihuang's thigh, tightly imprisoned him, and then pierced the sealed back acupoint with the tip of his tongue extremely quickly.Of course he could feel how the person under him was trembling, and his breathing became more and more rapid.But that's what he wants, isn't it?

"Isn't that enough? Then what are you going to do with the more exciting ones after that? Baby, you are really...too sensitive. This is not good, you will make me... out of control. "