shadow striker

【you like him? 】

When asking the previous two questions, Francisco still turned his back to Yue Yihuang, as if he was really just carefully looking at the photos he had pasted on the wall.However, when he asked the last question, he turned around and stared at Yue Yihuang with those deep eyes, as if not allowing him to escape.

Therefore, Yue Yihuang finally said the answer in a daze.

"Yes."

At that moment, the atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly froze.After a self-deprecating smile, Francisco looked at the young shadow striker again, and said slowly word by word:

"I won't be anyone's stand-in. Never."

"Of course you're not. I never see anyone as someone else's stand-in."

"And what do you think? About me and him?"

It should be said that that is really a difficult question to answer.Yue Yihuang didn't want to deceive this extremely important partner to him.But he really never thought about it.

In fact, what Delo emphasized to him the first time he saw Francisco from a distance was that he was a player of the same type as Iglesias.Moreover, he will definitely form a pair of extremely lethal striker partners with Francisco for this reason.

But... this means that he subconsciously regards the world's top player in front of him as a substitute for the... childhood playmate who means a lot to him?

No, of course not.

After closing his eyes and thinking seriously for a long time, Yue Yihuang finally opened his eyes and told the Italian in front of him the answer he thought of.

"He is the past. No matter how obsessed you are, you can never go back to the past. And you, you are the present and the future."

【You are the present and the future. 】

Could there be a more intoxicating answer than this?

Seeing Yue Yihuang's gentle expression when he opened his eyes and said this answer, Francisco could hardly restrain the shouting in his heart... wanting to walk in front of him, hold him tightly in his arms, and even more so. The urge to kiss his lips.He even...wanted to place countless kisses on the other party's body.Confused, sinful.

However, he suppressed this impulse. He just looked at the young shadow striker in front of him and showed a charming smile. After taking a deep breath, he whispered to him in an extremely suppressed hoarse voice. Said: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

And then... that was a dreamless night.

The next morning, Yue Yihuang woke up at seven o'clock under the effect of the damn biological clock, feeling the power of this biological clock, Yue Yihuang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.Should he sleep now...or sleep...?

Just when he was hesitating, he felt the warmth from the other end of the thin blanket.This made him startled, and he looked to the side.And then...he saw the side face that looked extraordinarily handsome under the soft morning light. Since there was no pajamas of the right size here, this person was sleeping next to him almost naked, all night...

Such a fact made Yue Yihuang, who just came back to his senses, swallow nervously, then lowered his head and sighed, got up from the comfortable bed resignedly, got dressed, and drank a large glass of warm water Then I walked out of the apartment and continued my morning run.Although... the lack of sleep had made his head sluggish.

When Yue Yihuang returned to the apartment again, Francisco had already woken up, and it seemed that he had been waiting for him on the sofa in the bedroom for a long time.

"Are you awake? I bought breakfast. Sunflower praline bread. Do you want coffee?"

"Sounds good."

"Need milk and sugar?"

"I think I need to."

"Perhaps you'd also like a fried egg? What would you like? Whole or broken?"

Yue Yihuang put the bread on the wooden table in the kitchen, then washed his hands, and cut the big sunflower seed nut bread into pieces.Without getting an answer, he turned his head and planned to ask again, but he saw Francisco take the dried towel behind him, and said in a very helpless tone: "I think it should be You need to take a shower first."

Yue Yihuang was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Well, I admit that you are right."

As he said that, he put down the bread and the knife used to cut the bread, washed his hands again, took the bath towel from Francisco's hand, and went to the bedroom to get a set of clean clothes.

Francisco: "What time did you wake up?"

Yue Yihuang: "Maybe seven o'clock."

Francisco: "In other words, you only slept for three and a half hours?"

Francisco reminded Yue Yihuang of his sleep time from yesterday to today, his complexion suddenly sank, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Actually... I feel a little dizzy now, physically tired, but mentally Again very good..."

Francisco, who was about to add a cube of sugar after making instant coffee by himself, paused when he heard this, and then sighed, "Go take a shower now, and then have breakfast. After eating, pack up your things, go to my place, and then catch up on sleep."

Yue Yihuang, who just shook his head in an attempt to wake up his consciousness, was very surprised by Francisco's proposal: "What did you say...? Pack your things and go to your place?"

Francisco nodded as he should: "Yes."

"But... why?"

"Because my place is closer to your morning jog, isn't that reason enough? And it's also a rented house. Don't you think it's better to have no one vacant for a few days in my place than to be vacant for a few days in your place?" Is it more expensive?"

What Francisco said were clearly reasons that could not be considered reasons.But it is a pity that Yue Yihuang, who is severely lacking in sleep, is not clear at this time. After taking a hot bath, his head feels even more dizzy, and he is completely unable to think normally, just like this silently After sorting out the clothes for two weeks, I went to the 16th century building where he rented with Francisco, and fell asleep on the big bed in Francisco's bedroom.

As if wanting to relax Yue Yihuang's nerves, Francisco whispered in Yue Yihuang's ear to make him sleep more reclined, so as to make room for him, rubbing his temples and pressing his forehead .

Yue Yihuang, who was severely sleep-deprived and had absolutely no bad work and rest habits on weekdays, did as Francisco said.Then he felt a force on his forehead gently massaging him.The strength of that force was just right, and it slowly relieved his tense nerves, and gradually relaxed his frowning brows.

Under that gentle force, Yue Yihuang fell asleep in a short while.

He whispered his name softly in his ear, but there was no response.This made Francisco stop the movement of his hands and move to a position closer to Yue Yihuang on the bed, propped up his body with his elbows, looked at the young shadow striker with a complicated expression, and in the end he was still for him. Covered with a thin blanket, he took a newspaper and sat on the bedside, next to Yue Yihuang.

It is undeniable that Francisco is very obsessed with this atmosphere.

Siwok likes to use perfume throughout the house, filling the 16th-century building with a pleasant, light aroma.None of that was in Francisco's room, however.This seemed to allow him to feel more clearly the person sleeping next to him at the moment and feel his breath.

Francisco always felt that he had a disease from seeing this shadow striker who should be called a boy in his opinion.A disease that gets worse the more you try to control it.

He used that damn principle to warn himself almost every day that he must not shoot his teammates.

The reason he had set this rule for himself before was because every relationship he had had started too quickly and ended too quickly.It doesn't matter whether he is playful or unrestrained, in short, this Italian is interested in different people every week, and brings each other a perfect but short-term relationship.

He couldn't imagine how he would continue to stay on the team if he would shoot his teammates, or his teammates' women.And the close relationship in the team will definitely be destroyed by him.

However... this time he was actually worried that he would be rejected without hesitation by the person in front of him.

Thinking of this, Francisco couldn't help laughing at himself.It seems that he is really sick, if not...why hasn't he found a female companion or a male companion during the nearly two months since he came to Turin?If not, why did he...why did he feel that if it was the person in front of him, he might not be able to get bored?Can't let go?

He couldn't deny how shocked he was when he heard that Yue Yihuang was born in Barcelona's youth training camp.He's frustrated by his ignorance of the man's past.

He couldn't deny how jealous he was when he heard Yue Yihuang admit his feelings for the Barcelona striker.

Francisco took a deep look at Yue Yihuang.At this moment, he was lying on his big bed with his limbs curled up, which was an insecure posture.It also gave Francisco an urge to hug each other.

However, in the end, Francisco just stretched out his hand and wrapped Yue Yihuang's black hair around his fingers.

If you are afraid that one day you will become strangers, then just be each other's partners, at least... this little guy who is so dedicated to him will definitely remember him, and his place in his heart will be unconditional. People can be shaken.