Soccer

Lily left, Jorge also left, Yuan Xi got up and said goodbye to him politely.

Maybe it's because of his cold nature, Jorge sighed silently in his heart, it is said that he was brought up by the royal family's etiquette education, he behaved decently and reserved in dealing with people and things, but with a certain distance, almost like everyone.Was it luck or misfortune for Chris to fall in love with such a girl?Even when they get close, they appear sensible and cautious.Perhaps because of her mysterious family, that Ms. Lily is said to be descended from European royal families.Chris is successful enough, although I hope he can find a good partner, but he also needs to like it.A very capable supermodel is better than those who take the opportunity to hype their status.

The atmosphere between the two is a bit delicate, Yuan Xi has never had this kind of experience, she seems too slow, and Chris has been the one who has been sought after since he became famous, especially the identities of both parties are too stressful.

Yuan Xi suddenly laughed, also very lightly, "It's good that you're fine, and it's okay to be injured." After a pause, he hesitated, "It's too late..." Suddenly realizing that he didn't understand, he tried his best to explain.

Chris also laughed, bright as the sun, it was a kind of vitality that she almost never had, she was always as dull as old age.

It was he who never gave up, and continued to walk the thorny road into a smooth one amidst the criticisms all over the sky. It was also this abundant and hot emotion that attracted her.That was something she lacked too much.

She can fight in the sea of ​​people in the model circle and succeed with difficulty.But it is difficult to face football, some things are hard to let go, hard to let go, let alone face.

Indelible childhood shadow and emotional trauma.

Forced to pull back the thoughts that had drifted away, "Actually, I shouldn't ask, I'm still curious, I'm sorry, is it worth it?" She couldn't restrain this curiosity, maybe she needed an answer to convince herself, this question was a bit harsh, and Too strong, "You don't have to answer, sorry."

Although he didn't say it clearly, he already understood what she wanted to ask. He was curious about her identity but he would not ask, nor would he force it. He gave her enough respect and privacy, which was exactly what Yuanxi needed most. She didn't want to Others know her first because of her status, and then because of herself.What happened back then was too much trouble, what she needed more was calm, not all kinds of eyes.

"I'm a football player, and it's my responsibility to do my best to win." He said seriously, with the horrific wound on his face.

Yuan Xi also looked at him, his black eyes were full of love, this is his belief, his football, Yuan Xi was a little frustrated, she didn't know what to say, what to say.She smiled, this was already her limit, she restrained herself from wanting to rush out the door, she couldn't always escape, always shrink back.Sometimes one step is wrong, one step is wrong, if she wants to get closer and chase, she must change.

There was another awkward silence between the two. This time it was he who broke the silence. He looked a little embarrassed and shy, "Some people think you like me, some people think you are just interested in football stars, hype or other things? What about you?"

"What do you think?" Yuan Xi was amused and asked him back.

"I like me a little bit. You can't deceive people with your true emotions. You are already good enough. Do you still need to hype up the stars?" After all, you are known as a model of coldness and restraint, showing emotions and anger.

"Stars," Yuan Xi suddenly relaxed in such a situation, she propped her head up, her eyes flickered, looking a little naive, "I've seen too many stars, too many from Brazil, England, and Italy , I have seen too much. So, if I want to hype, I just need to announce my Portuguese name, isn’t it?” With burning eyes, she suddenly looked at her.

Chris was taken aback by her frankness. There were so many guesses in his mind, but he was confirmed so unexpectedly at this moment. He just felt a little dizzy, "You, you, haven't been hiding your identity."

Yuan Xi smiled ironically, "My dribbling style is so obvious, I have been closely guarded all the time, but how could no one know. My mother and I are both Chinese-Pakistani mixed blood, and I resemble her in sex. The Portuguese name has always been Complex, then the simplest and most familiar, Pauline Bailey Garrincha, my name."

His expression was even more astonished, Garrincha was fine, what is Pele, by the way, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, what Pepe had mentioned about the marriage between Pele and Garrincha was a little unclear. , "Pelé and Garrincha's common descendants, my God, is this true?"

"It's true." She looked at him, making him feel as if in a dream, "I am the common descendant of two Brazilian football kings, otherwise why would I only use my Chinese name, such a surname is too dazzling, in his eyes And what am I, Pauline, under that?"

"But, those two gentlemen and your father..." He swallowed the rest of the words under her cold gaze. Under her gaze, it was really stressful.

"Why do you like you?" She moved a little closer, but it made him tremble in fright, and he stepped back a little, and she was even more overjoyed. "After that incident, I have always stayed away from football. It was when you were ridiculed by fans from other countries in the World Cup that I paid attention to you. You have faced so many things just because of a name, and it is not you. I can decide." Her hands were bursting with veins, and she looked a little painful, "You have made the thorny road a smooth one," her eyes were full of admiration, "I can't do it, my nature is cold, I also became more indifferent later, everything about you is completely different to me, and it is too attractive to me, just like that, I never force many things, if it burdens you, I am sorry, I will changed."

Dear boy, may you be treated with tenderness by the world.What you will face will be flowers and applause, not others.

The author has something to say:

I've been very busy recently, and my sleep quality is poor

My eyes can't stand it anymore, let alone be lazy

so i have to go to bed early

It's almost the end of the year, and my mother is still as poor as a dog

Today, the chat was delayed for a while, I was already sleepy, I wrote as much as I wrote, and I guess I will only have time to update in sporadic nights at noon in the future