ball magic

Candlelight, fragrant roses, sumptuous dinner.

This is the night of Valentine's Day in the secular sense, and it is also the romantic night that Aimar once yearned for and looked forward to.

Yes, he is earthy and vulgar, and he just loves this kind of Feel that some people criticize when it appears in movies, just like he also loves those Hollywood road movies and hopes to take a similarly romantic trip.

And someone gave him greater satisfaction besides these——

gift.

Yes, he loved that gift.

He thought that the notebook he received this time was no different from the two he had received before, but when he started looking through it, he found that, no, it wasn't like that.

Someone actually put a lot of work into the index, what wish list, planner, and things they can do together this year...

To be honest, he was shocked.

Because this is not something Raphael would do at all, but like a delicate little girl...

But this notebook is now spread out in his hands, and this guy also used a red pen to represent himself, only filled in part of the content, and left the rest of the choice to him.

With such details, the importance of this notebook rose in Aimar's heart, and he even took the pen on the table with great interest and began to write.

It's not quite right to say that it's written, he actually copied someone's wish that was written at the top of his wish list in 2002 directly into his column.

Well, it even gave him the pleasure of copying homework.

Rafael pointed to the next line after seeing him write [won the 20002 World Cup], and deliberately teased him: "I think this goal is a bit difficult, after all, you haven't worked hard enough yet."

This made Aymar give him a glare.

Well, he was the one who summoned the "Smelly Face Angel" to go online, but isn't the switching speed too fast?

But someone's blue-gray eyes are still blinking...

never mind!

Aimar decides to surrender!

Resigned to his fate, he copied the line next to him, and said in a malicious voice: "Now it's my dream! This year I want a cup, a cup in the club range."

Rafael smiled, he bowed his head and kissed Aimar's forehead, and coaxed like a perfect lover: "You will have it, I promise."

Does Valencia have what it takes to win the title?

If not, it is impossible for them to reach the Champions League final twice.

"And now you have passed the running-in period, and now you have surpassed the top of the league table. If you continue to maintain it, I think you are very likely to win the championship this season."

Aimar is actually not so optimistic, because they had a great future last season, but how did they collapse in the end?

But today is Valentine's Day, he doesn't want to say those annoying things.No matter what the situation is, he will continue to fight for that trophy, and it doesn't affect him.

He kissed the corner of someone's mouth, then pushed him mercilessly and said, "I want to write it myself, I don't need you to supervise here. And I still have a lot to think about."

Raphael didn't expect that he would write behind his back!

Then what is the significance of his preparation of this small book?

Before he could resist, he saw Aimar looking up at him: "Speaking of which, I remember that you have a very famous little notebook, which is your little notebook of vengeance. Where did you put it? Show me. Don't go—"

Raphael closed the door with a "snap", which also cut off the ridicule from the little curly hair.

It also made him grunt.

He simply went to the kitchen to see how his two hard dishes performed in the oven.

After he left, Aimar actually didn't continue to write, but carefully looked through the book, especially the first line of the column [someone wants to do after retirement].

He thought that the first place would be children, after all, that guy likes children so much.

But what is there?

marry.

Aimar looked at the line for a long, long time.

Because he knew that someone was not suddenly influenced by Juan, because he had prepared the ring earlier, but he proposed to him first.

After staring at the line for a few minutes, Aimar continued to play the role of the copyist and added three exclamation points.

Forming their own family is also his top priority.

But after that, Aimar closed the notebook.

Today is a happy day, and he doesn't want to waste time on being moved and wiping away tears, after all, he can hardly control his emotions.

What he wants to do more now is to change clothes.

After all he had had enough of being the ugly duckling next to the handsome swan.

Even if he is not as handsome as someone, he should dress more formally when welcoming someone's elaborate candlelight dinner, right?

But when he came to his room, he saw that someone had waded over his bed.

Don't ask him why he knows, after all, someone has so many Orz higher than him.

Aimar thought about it, but still made the bed, then walked to the cloakroom, and got into a tangle.

The room that belongs to him is very large, which leads to a large cloakroom as well.

Because of this, it seems extremely empty.

Think about it, he doesn't have a personal clothing sponsor. He usually wears casual clothes in class, the closer to his classmates the better, and sports clothes for training. Does he wear other clothes for other occasions?

This made him choose a suit from the black, gray and white three-color suits that someone bought for him, and changed clothes resignedly.

After a few minutes, he mustered up the courage to go downstairs, and he heard someone calling: "Baby, come and smell Estella—"

He walked over obediently, and after two steps, he found that someone was still staring at him intently.

Happy now, Aimar walks a little slower on purpose, a moment when he responds to the slow opening of the garage door.

When he walked over, he tiptoed and kissed someone on the lips, "Didn't you say that I still need to work hard?"

Boom!

Raphael threw the spoon in his hand directly onto the cooking table, and immediately picked up the deer that was brought to his mouth.

For him, this moment is also so wonderful!

So good that he wanted to change his mind—

Next time, let's continue to ask the old father for advice, after all, it can be used as a reference.

It took several minutes before they set the plates, struck the matches, lit the candles, and turned off the lights.

Aimar laughed the moment he saw Rafael snap the lights off.

This made Raphael look at him curiously, only to find that he had a smirk on his face.

If he was asked to find a precise description, it would be——

Now Aimar is smiling like Owen.

Please forgive him for using his teammates as a unit. It is normal for such a smile to appear on Irving's face, but now it appears on Aimar's face.

"What are you thinking?" Raphael was really curious.

"I thought about it a lot," Aimar said with a smile. "For example, before we finally sneaked into your house, you suddenly turned off the lights and frightened David, and Bart kept barking."

Hearing him mention the prank, Raphael also laughed and encouraged, "What else?"

He originally thought that Aimar could find some interesting memories, but unexpectedly he pointed to the outside.

What does this mean?

Just as he raised his eyebrows, he saw Aimar explaining to him: "I promise, there are reporters outside, what do you think they will think?"

how to think?

He didn't care what the reporters thought, let alone what the reporters wrote.

So he waved to Aimar and asked: "As a qualified master, please take me to see the power control room here?"

What is that?Is there such a place in our house?

But compared to these, Aimar wanted to ask more: "What do you want to do?"

Rafael raised his eyebrows and said: "Turn off all the lights in the room, and more importantly, the street lights. If they want to sneak up, come up, we can go to the beach to fight guerrillas with them."

Who will go to the beach to fight guerrilla?

Aimar burst out laughing because this is so stupid!

But even though he said stupid in his heart, he still couldn't suppress that eager heart.

After a few minutes, the reporters who were stationed at the sign that said [Private property, please do not trespass] were stunned.

Because not only all the lights in the house were extinguished, but also the street lamps!

What's going on here?

Is there a problem with the electrical system?

There were even paparazzi who couldn't help but got out of the car, knocked on the window of their peers, and asked them if they knew why this happened.

And the perpetrators are enjoying their delicious candlelight dinner.

Well, it's just that their candlelight looks very shabby--

For maximum effect, they lit only two candles instead of filling the entire candlestick.

"This has got to be one of the dumbest things we've ever done!" Aymar said as he sliced ​​the steak.

Raphael raised the corner of his mouth instead: "If you must describe it like that."

What responded to him was Aimar's laughter.

After filling their stomachs, they went hand in hand to their private bathhouse.

Walking on the soft sandy beach, looking up at the starry sky, Aimar felt that his heart had been filled with the satisfaction brought by food and the satisfaction brought by happiness, and there was no room for anything else.

So he rewarded someone with a kiss.

For this Valentine's Day.

But after that, he still asked the question that had made him think all night——

"I loved the night, but I was wondering who you hired as a foreign aid? Ronnie? Al?"

Raphael swung his hands and hugged him in his arms.

After all, this is the seaside in February. Under the blowing of the sea breeze, isn't it the correct and smart way for them to hug each other to keep warm?

After that, he asked rhetorically, "Why can't it be the two of them?"

Aimar curled up in his arms, and said confidently: "Who else could it be? BOBO is definitely impossible, because he is just a prodigal son.

It may be Owen, but you have been complaining to me these days that he made fun of you, you can't give him any more excuses, and I don't think he can make you so good. "

"...Baby, please change the adjective."

Raphael didn't like having anything to do with the word "good".

Even if he has been a Rafa baby for a long time.

Aimar pretended not to hear it, and continued to ask: "Don't change the subject, answer me quickly, is it Al or Ronnie?"

"Al, Al! Is it okay?" Raphael said unwillingly, "I didn't follow the script, and he just gave me some suggestions, let me do something you will like, and let me send you something you will like Gift, I think I'm super awesome too."

This tone of asking for praise and praise also made Aimar laugh, making him laugh and kiss the corner of his mouth, "I know, I also want you to know that you are awesome!"

Very good, Rafael is also satisfied.

He bowed his head and kissed back, then asked, "Why put the trophy in the direction we can see when we open our eyes?"

Aimar didn't know that he would ask such a strange question at this time, "If not there, where should I put them? I don't want to put them in an empty cloakroom, it's too pathetic. And I want to motivate myself to get more Much, much more."

Raphael: "..."

Who advised him to keep the trophy in the cloakroom before?

But as a smart man, he would not hold a debate at such a beautiful moment, but coquettishly said in his lover's ear: "Baby, I feel too cold, those guys won't come to accompany us to fight guerrillas, shall we go?"

Emma said nothing.

If they hadn't hugged so tightly, he would have believed his nonsense.