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From the time I was conscious, I knew I was an eagle.But I can't fly - I'm just a tattoo.

Don't think that tattoos are dead things - when you give them meaning and then allow him or her to make a home on your skin, the tattoo comes alive with a character that is directly related to the meaning you gave it.

Oh no, don't think too much about it.We are certainly not to the point where we can talk, use magic/magic and other magical things to stand in front of you or directly bless you in everything, all we can do is to accompany you through good times and bad times - without you Know where.

My master has pure azure eyes that are cleaner than the sky, blond hair that is more dazzling than the sun (although I later learned that this is not the original color of his hair), a rebellious character and a stubborn temper.In fact, I always thought he looked like a wolf, so I was always wondering why he chose me instead of tattooing a wolf on himself?

After I settled on the owner's skin for a long time, when I became thoroughly familiar with most of the distant neighbors on the owner's arm (I'm an eagle anyway, the distance to the arm is still not difficult for me...), I gradually became more and more Confused.

They always stared at me with complicated eyes, and then said to me: "You entrust the love of the master."

Later I learned that my master used to have long hair, and he tried his best to imitate a man who only wanted his eyes to stay on his body for even a second; but he never wanted to do this and completely angered that man , so only in exchange for cruelty.

The earliest batch of predecessors said that from the time the master saw the man, the emotion called "happiness" in the master was no longer in him—it had been completely transferred to the man.

The seniors told me that the master is very envious of his good friend Raul, even jealous; because Raul can be appreciated by that man, and he can have extra training and dinner with that man, but the master often gets nothing.

Later tattoos told me that when the master finally cut his hair short, even though everyone thought that such a master was the most handsome and proud;

They said that they had never seen their master so angry, so miserable, so sad, so mixed that they couldn't recognize them in the end; and the cause was simply because the man was forced to leave.

They said the owner stubbornly called the man "Fernando," even though the man retorted "call me Redondo" every time he heard it.

I know that Redondo is an eagle on the Pampas grassland; however, I am more and more unable to understand the master: why he has tattooed me on his ankle, which is the most important thing to him The place?

I don't understand why he quietly flew to Milan to visit Redondo, who was doing reconstruction, but didn't show up. When he returned to the hotel, he touched me and yelled "Fernando" in a hoarse voice until his tears dried up.

I still remember that my predecessors told me that there was a game where the owner was touched by Redondo to encourage him. That day the owner was very, very happy, and we could even feel his happy mood when we fell asleep at night.Then the owner got the photo of touching the head from nowhere and kept it as a treasure.Watch it when you are unhappy, and watch it when you are happy.There is a number tattoo telling me not to count the number of times the owner looked at that photo, because you will never be able to count, as long as the owner has not forgotten, he will go to see it. Unfortunately, when the owner has not forgotten...

Once a junior who was younger than me asked curiously why our master always looks at this photo?We were all silent for a long time, until an old man near him replied with a sigh "Because he is the most important person to the master, and the master only has this picture."

After that, I started praying (even though I know it's absurd to be a hawk).

I hope that the master will stop staring at me in a daze; I hope he will stop chanting "Fernando" when he is injured.

God probably didn't hear my prayers.Later, the master stared at me more times, and talked about Redondo more and more times—because Redondo began to praise the master, and the number of times was increasing, and the degree was getting deeper and deeper.

At the regular meeting of the tattooed people, they said that when they first learned about Redondo's praise, the master's expression was very silly, and he stood there for a long time without any response; not to mention being late for training, he was in a trance for a whole day of training.

I thought everything was going in a good direction, and maybe when the master could really get his wish, I was washed away.

I never thought I'd be washed out, and neither were all my mates.We all thought that if the master wanted to wash off all the tattoos one day, I would be the last survivor.

Oddly enough, I don't feel sad, even though I know full well that removing the tattoo would mean erasing my existence.

That's my master.If what I represent is a relationship that cannot be touched and can only bring him pain, it can only prove how failed he was and how hurt he was in the past, and I can only remind him how painful he was in the past; then I would rather disappear.

When time finally smoothed those scars, when he decided to forget the past and turn to the years to be quiet, washing me off was the most correct choice.Things I've prayed for, come true in another way.

It's very strange that I didn't completely disappear.

When I woke up with consciousness again and saw a familiar partner...you can imagine my surprise at that time.

Then I found out that I didn't leave the master, but changed positions once - this time, I was behind the master and at the heart.And, this time I am no longer alone, I have another eagle as a companion.

I said...Master, you have made me sad for so long and wished you so long. After a long time, you just want me to change my position and be closer to my heart! ! ! !

I don't think I can complain anymore really... I really thought you put it down, master, but what did I see... My partner and I actually have Redondo's name tattooed on it... It turns out that you didn't let it go completely but Ready to start over?

I didn't slow down for a long time.When I was still depressed, I suddenly found a finger touching me.

This hand is bigger and stronger than when the previous owner touched me.Along with the movement of the fingers, a voice with a smile came over: "Jose, I like your new tattoo both in appearance and position..."

Before I had time to think about the situation, I heard the voice of the owner again: "Fernando...I'm very happy...so I moved it from the ankle to here, I like it too...."

? ? ?What are you happy about?Wasn't I just absent for a while, what happened during this time?Looking at the friends who were laughing around me, I deeply felt that I must have missed something...

Later... Later, another eagle and I were forcibly pulled out of the room by our partners who said "see no evil, don't listen to evil". The movements were smooth and coherent, not at all like the first time.When I asked, the seniors replied to me, "We are used to it, and every time there are always a few bastards like you who can't respond."

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

I'm glad I didn't get washed out.

I'm even happier my master got what he always wanted, after all these years.

He deserves it.

——————————————【Dongge Rebirth Chong Guti World Background Dividing Line】————————————

Guti was a little annoying during this time.

He had had those vague dreams more than once, and then woke up sweating profusely.Every time his Fernando would gently wipe the sweat off his face, and gently ask him what's wrong, what happened.Even the comforting gesture of stroking his back has changed from clumsy at the beginning to proficiency.

Guti knew that Fernando was worried about him, but he couldn't tell Fernando those strange dreams—he couldn't even remember what it was, so how could he tell Fernando?

That night, he finally saw everything completely and clearly.

He saw his Fernando's cold imitation of "myself", he watched Fernando's rejection and denial of "myself", witnessed the almost crazy behavior and despair of "myself".Then he saw that "he" had tattooed an eagle on his ankle, but all he could see was Fernando's back...

Guti has been trying to calm himself down, although it is really hard for him to calm down when he sees these things that are completely different from reality, and it is hard for him to imagine that he can accept it if it happens.He fully understands the behavior of that "self" who hangs around nightclubs - if these things really happen to him, I'm afraid he will do more.

When he found that "he" was going to wash off the eagle, he couldn't calm down anymore——

No!Not so!His Fernando has always been very tolerant to him. When they met for the first time, he encouraged himself and said, "You and Raul will be the future of Real Madrid."Later, he helped himself and trained himself; helped himself to train, and woke himself up when he found himself blindly imitating and forgetting his position; he found himself when he was obsessed with off-court life; he taught himself how to play football better, Facing the injustice calmly and using strength to recover the situation... It can be said that he has made himself better in every way.Although he took care of Raul as much, Guti could feel that he pampered himself more.

Guti respects him, adores him, relies on him, obsesses with him, a little