He hugged his lover tightly.

None of them thought that Harvey would publish Mr. Su's diary.

It is true that what Harvey did is good news for all those who love Mr. Su; for Mr. Su, the publication of the diary also fills the gap that he does not have an autobiography.

However, what they know better is what kind of guesses and controversies Harvey, who should have had no ties to Mr. Su, will bear after publishing this diary, and... how many people will guess who "X" is.

And, what kind of pain Harvey is enduring.

"He is very brave." Redondo sighed somewhat.

"……Um."

But how good would it be if the courage came earlier?Guti thought to himself.

【Su Bei extra】



David Beckham feels something is wrong recently.

He has been in a trance, like living in a dream and never awake.

When he is on the court, he can quickly enter the best form.

two

At first he didn't take it as a big deal.

After all, Mr. Su's departure had a great impact on everyone.Compared with several friends in the team who have been in a low state for a while, it is amazing that he can still maintain a certain state on the court.

It's just that when everyone around him slowly came back to their senses and kept their grief in their hearts and tried not to affect their daily life; Beckham's abnormality was quite abrupt.

three

"I know you have the best relationship with him, so it's also the saddest."

"But cheer up early, David."

"He'll want to see a vibrant, healthy version of you, David."

In the face of friends who care about him, Beckham finds it difficult to speak.

How can I tell my friends who think that I am still immersed in the fact that "Mr. Su has left" and cannot extricate themselves, that I am not abnormal because of this incident?

four

Yes, Beckham isn't, or isn't just distraught by Mr Su's departure.

He just felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

It seems that something very important has been stripped from his life, but when he searched carefully, he found that everything was as usual.

He searched frantically, trying to save everything that was important, but in the end it was all in vain.



Sometimes, just a small movement or an ordinary thing will make him feel lost for a long time.

The thing he was looking for and cherished seemed to be right in front of him, but the mist stubbornly refused to dissipate, making it impossible for him to touch it.

When he wakes up in the morning, he will feel that there should be someone around him;

When the training is late, he will subconsciously take out his mobile phone, thinking that he should talk to someone, but he can't remember the name of this person;

He wanted to tell a very important person about the interesting things in training, but he was surprised to find that the people he was willing to tell were his teammates who knew these interesting things;

He doesn't want to stay outside for too long, and always feels that he wants to spend his free time with someone, but he still doesn't know where this person is;

When he was about to participate in business activities, he stood in front of the closet, and would subconsciously turn around and ask, "Which one do you think is better?" or turn his head after putting on a certain suit: "Help me get that tie." ~"; What I get is always lonely air.

This is just the beginning.

Later, he even felt that the place he called "home" where he lived for a long time became very strange.

There is no landscape painting on the wall, and that painting should be the work of the owner, which is not inferior to everyone.

There should be some unusually harmonious decorations in the corner, not empty like this.

The bed in the bedroom was too small and too hard.

Where the photos should be, not as decorations.

...............................................................

He began to wonder if this was his home after all.

This place shouldn't be so strange, it shouldn't be so deserted.



When Beckham drove past a certain cake shop after training one day, thinking "Well, the cake made by XX is better than the one here" and then left straight away, the pent-up anxiety broke out completely.

Maybe like Keane said, I really should get a girlfriend.

Beckham thought so, and he really did.

Seven

However, the unknown shadow still haunts him.

He has dated a few girlfriends, but always thinks "the eyes are not sharp enough", "the legs are not so long and straight", "the skin is not delicate enough" when facing them.

But the problem is, he himself doesn't know where those strange and harsh standards come from.

Fortunately, soon he started dreaming.

Eight

In the first dream, I was in a daze and couldn't see clearly.

The strange thing is that even such a vague dream can make Beckham feel calm and happy.

So he becomes "normal" - in the eyes of those who pay attention to him.

He believes that his doubts may be resolved in the dream.

Sure enough, gradually, the dream began to become clear.

nine

"what is this?"

"MP3."

"........."

"Pfft...Okay, okay, this is the song I recorded."

"The song you recorded? When did you..."

"Hey~ David, it's not what you think~~ The song in this is a few days ago when I took advantage of your sleep, I went to another room to sing a cappella, then eliminated noise, recorded it and put it in."

"It's a song I wrote for you."

"Your vacation is coming to an end soon, but since I am planning to retire after the end of next season, we will definitely not be able to see each other every day."

"Although mobile phones are very convenient, you can't call and send text messages all the time, right?

"

"Take this, when it's not convenient to call, just listen to it."

Ten

Beckham experienced all this in his dreams.

From the first confession that I was reckless but unexpectedly accepted, I experienced it intermittently in the form of fragments.

.

The person in the dream is obviously male.

But Beckham was not surprised.

It seems that subconsciously, he should love that man; and that man should also love himself.

The only pity is that the man's face is always blurred.

As for the man's voice, although Beckham thought it was very familiar, he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

eleven

twelve

Beckham woke up with a start.

Sure enough, he needed to change his underwear again.

This was not the first time he had dreamed that he was in close contact with that person.

Gentle, full of pity, crazy enough to destroy everything... He has dreamed of all kinds of sex/love scenes that are too numerous to count.

He could feel the satisfaction in his heart when he was completely combined with that person, but he always felt more empty after waking up.

who are you?

thirteen

After dreaming about falling asleep with that person in his arms, and cooking for himself with that person, Beckham found a bunch of keys in the pocket of a piece of clothing he hadn’t worn for a long time in the corner of the closet.

Beckham held the key and went out the door.

Someone seemed to have engraved the route in his mind somewhere.

With an unbelievable smoothness, he entered a high-end residential area, and arrived at a villa that seemed to have been unoccupied for a month or two.

The key opened the villa door.

fourteen

That is his home.

Although the furniture had been covered with a layer of dust because no one cleaned it, the inexplicably familiar furnishings and dimly appearing decorations all made Beckham feel that this was his home.

He went upstairs.

Standing in front of the room that should be the master bedroom, he stopped in his tracks.

After hesitating for a long time, he pushed open the door.

fifteen

Beckham remembered.

His lover, the one who loves him, is Mr. Su.

Those warm and sweet scenes, where is the dream?

Obviously, he forgot the fact.

In the photo on the bedside table, I was still smiling brightly, and Mr. Su, who was hugging me, was still looking at me with the same doting, tenderness and love as in the memory; the MP3 of the song Mr. Su gave me was stored in the drawer of the bedroom. Lying there quietly; even the neatly folded clothes on the soft bed have not changed at all.

Nothing changed, as if Mr. Su was still by his side, as if he could see Mr. Su's warm smile when he turned his head.

However, everything has changed.

sixteen

Beckham saw the published diary of Mr Su.

He listened to Mr. Su's song with headphones on, and flipped through the diary at their home.

He knew that "X" was not himself.

Just as he knew, this diary must not be Mr. Su's diary, or at least, part of it is not.

Because he believes that Mr. Su is real and loves himself.

It is precisely because of that too beautiful love that Beckham, who lost Mr. Su, lost the ability to continue to love.

Seventeen

Later, Beckham met a little boy with eyes similar to Mr. Su's.

The little boy's mother looks very similar to Mr. Su when she smiles.

It was a very young, single mother.

Eighteen

Beckham is married, and the bride is that mother.

They moved into Mr Beckham's new house.

He suddenly discovered that the little boy's facial features were somewhat similar to his own.

He treats this boy like his own son.

As, he and Mr. Su's child.

Nineteen

One day after a long time, Mr. Beckham's wife made a breakfast that Mr. Beckham hadn't eaten for many years—it was the taste of breakfast made when Mr. Su was still alive.

Mr. Beckham couldn't eat anymore.

He hugged his wife and wept in embarrassment.

twenty

The Beckhams moved back from

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