[Football] Qianfan

--do you understand me? --

"Are you busy...now..."

After Jenny left the library, she walked down the stairs step by step. The sound of her footsteps echoed in her ears, but it took a long time for the other end of the phone to reply, "No, it's time for a break."

"Meet me later?"

"..." He hesitated for a few seconds, "Don't bother, I have to be busy here."

"Are you really missing? Well, it's okay." She walked up a few steps, "What about tomorrow? See you?"

A staff member called his name, and Jenny tightly held the phone, "Then go do your work, and we'll meet again when we have time."

Casillas said "hmm", "We'll meet again when we have time."

"Do you love me?" Jenny asked, she looked up at the bright sun outside the window, she felt like an amateur skydiver falling in mid-air without real feeling.

"Love."

"How much love?"

Casillas wiped his face, a little tired of coping: "I love it very much."

"I love you very much, too."

Jenny walked out of the library building, the sun was shining brightly outside the building, and the blue sky was surrounded by white clouds. It seemed that cloudy days in Iberia were not a common occurrence.

But she couldn't bear it anymore, and called again in the afternoon, this time it was his assistant who answered the phone, "Where's Iker?"

"He's still filming, you can call back later."

"Ok."

When Iker Casillas called back in the evening, Jenny had already been sitting by the lake in a daze for a long time, surrounded by lively people, and she was the only one. It took a long time for the phone to ring before she realized it. Another lively and funny girlfriend character: "Good evening!"

After finishing speaking, he was afraid of being too polite, "How was your day today?"

They asked the same question in unison.

There are more and more situations where people are relatively speechless and gradually have nothing to say.

"I'll see you tonight, okay?" Jenny stared at the ripples on the lake and asked Casillas on the other end of the phone, and he replied, "Don't you have morning class tomorrow?"

"Morning class, it's morning class..." she repeated twice subconsciously, she raised her long hair and pressed her hands on her forehead, such a disappointed tone sounded very unpleasant to Casillas, "Come here? "

"Forget it..." She said it was okay, but after hanging up the phone, she took the last bus to go in his direction. Halfway through the bus, she thought about it and got off the bus to walk back to her home in the city.

In the car, she kept asking herself if she had become a less lovely person, afraid that she would become the kind of person who pushes her lover too hard, so she kept hanging up and going back and forth repeatedly. During the questioning, she was stage frightened.

She wanted to be cute, to be open-minded, and to never let go of his hand.

After rejecting Beckham's invitation to have breakfast together that day, he asked her seriously, "Jenny, is this the stable life you want? Tell me, you are very different from before."

Like a stone falling into the lake, circles of ripples rippled away, she stopped all movements but was afraid of being seen through by the other party, so she went to tidy up the newspapers in the back seat of the car, "Yes, this is what I want need."

"Are you serious?"

"David... of course I mean it, Iker is someone I like very, very much, if possible, assuming all goes well..."

"You're still going to marry arm in arm, right?" Beckham continued, "But you think so, so is Iker?"

"Him?" Jenny laughed. "Of course he wasn't."

Beckham stopped laughing, and raised his hand to pat Jenny's hat brim: "Let's go, don't you still want to deliver newspapers?"

She pulled back her hat to reveal her eyes, "Okay, goodbye."

It is true that marriage is still a long way off, but Jenny has already gotten along with Iker Casillas as a wife. The more she worries about gains and losses, the more she pushes him away, so she treats him like a kite like the author of the emotional column. Feelings, but I am afraid that the feelings that are not held in the hand will be like the sand palace, and the wind will blow away.

When love was no longer a simple thing, no longer a light that she forgot to turn off, she was trapped in a hood and couldn't get out.

And love always leaves one person in the end.

It was already dark, and when I got home, I received a call from him.

"have you slept?"

"Sleep, you also go to bed early."

"OK, good night."

He no longer called her Jen, nor did he call her many times a day like he did at the beginning, and he never got tired of seeing her several times a day. When she heard his voice saying good night, her throat tightened, and she always felt something was wrong. How could it be? Such a day?

Jenny's hand to open the door was fixed on the keyhole, and there was a burst of hang-up sound from the handset of the mobile phone. It was very obvious in the quiet corridor, or was it very obvious in her heart?

She pressed the red stop button, pulled out the key, turned the handle, and went in to close the door.

Iker Casillas was sitting in the sports car, and the passenger seat was the dessert from the cake shop that Jenny always liked to eat. He looked up at the floor where her dormitory was located, and there was only a round and big moon in the sky, the color was like With the film yellowed, he stepped on the gas and drove home.

So nice to you, you'd be exhausted.

When Casillas and Jenny were shopping, they passed by an art gallery. There was only a spray paint painting displayed in it. The iron sheet should have been moved from some old factory. Depressed as it should be.He stood there, his feet seemed to be rooted. Jenny came over and she found nothing else. Seeing his concentration, she asked, "Do you like this painting?"

"No, I don't like it, it's too depressing."

"Is there? The color is very warm." Jenny was a little surprised to hear the word "warm" from her own mouth, "Let's go?"

"Well, let's go."

Before leaving the gallery, they each looked back at the lonely painting.

The next day, Jenny skipped class and ran to the city center to find this gallery, but the door was closed. She called the phone outside, and the other party answered the phone after calling twice. It seemed that she was still sleeping with a lazy voice. Yangyang's sound was comfortable and nice, and Jenny pursed her lips and couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Hello, I... I'm one of your gallery... Uh, I saw the only painting in your gallery yesterday. Excuse me, is it for sale?"

"Huh?" The girl laughed, "You like her?"

"No, I hate it."

The other party seemed surprised, "Really? Then why are you still buying it?"

"Because my boyfriend said he didn't like it." Jenny answered her unhurriedly, "But I can clearly see appreciation and love from his eyes, but why would he lie?"

"Let's meet." The other party quickly agreed, and Jenny was waiting at the gate. Not long after, a Maserati drove up to her from the corner of the street. After the door opened, a petite girl came out, not yet a woman's age. , and just a girl.With long hair, a leather jacket, a high-waisted skirt, high boots, and expensive sunglasses, she flicked her hair and neatly adjusted the leather jacket and stood in front of Jenny.

"Hello there!"

Jenny reached out to hold her hand, "Hi. Are you the manager of the gallery?" How can there be such a young manager?She laughed and denied it, saying, "No, I am the author of that painting, Orange."

There was still only one painting standing alone in the middle of the gallery. Standing behind Orange, Jenny asked, "Why is there only one painting in the exhibition?"

"This exhibition is called Love." Orange touched his painting, "And my love is a painting."

"Is it over?" Jenny asked. "Your love."

"It's over, but I have a hunch that he will come again soon." Orange's voice was extremely determined, and her eyes were also determined. Jenny said, "Him?"

Orange winked at Jenny, "Yes, he."

In the end, Jenny did not buy the painting, and Orange refused, "You are not my ideal buyer, sorry."

"OK, it does not matter."

She told him about it later, and he said, "What a strange painter."

Jenny took a sip of coffee, looked at him calmly, and kept an eye on her.

Not long after, Jenny saw the painting in Casillas' home, which was mounted on a wall in his home.

"Do you like it?" Casillas asked, grabbing Jenny's shoulder.

Jenny was caught off guard and paused for a few seconds before answering: "? I...I..."

"Do you like it?" He looked into her eyes, Jenny felt guilty for her previous suspicion in this look, bit her lip and shed tears without warning, stretched her arms around his neck and buried him in his heart: "I' msosososorry!"

Casillas didn't expect this, but the first reaction was to hug her and said, "What's wrong?" Following her back, Jenny raised her head to look at him after hearing his words, his chin The stubble looks terrible, and the mist rising from her eyes obscures his appearance.

"Shall we get married?"

"Why?" Casillas rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose, "Is it just so impatient to live with me?"

"I want to see you every day."

"Yeah." He turned his face away and rested his head on the hair around her neck, Jenny couldn't see his expression, but her heart just sank.

She didn't take that painting with her, because it just matched the wall of his house.

After this suspicious attack, Jenny tried her best to be nice to Iker Casillas, becoming a warm-hearted weirdo.Many times she thinks that she should stop this kind of morbid flattery, but she feels that it is not enough. Friends around her say that she is too stupid and too tight. This relationship is already sick, and she should get rid of her addiction as soon as possible.

The time they don't see each other is getting more and more, and the topics are getting more and more boring. The only thing left between them is meeting, hugging, kissing, making love.

-

Orange enters the peak of self-creation, her gallery is showing more and more paintings, and more and more eyes are on the festival's rising star, but her low-key can be overshadowed by her work Hazy veil.After completing her latest series of works, she suddenly accepted a high-profile interview with the most famous pictorial magazine in Madrid.

She is knowledgeable and artistic. She received great acclaim when she first debuted, and she has a good appearance. She is young, beautiful and has a unique personality. She is also an out-and-out Madridist. As the editor-in-chief of a pro-Real Madrid pictorial, she personally interviewed The new star of the Madrid art world.

Orange chose Casillas as his favorite Real Madrid player in an interview, and the careful photographer found clues of the rising star's admiration for the Real Madrid team from one of her paintings, although the painting used countless Geometric pictures were piled up to cover up a pair of hidden eyes, but it was still recognizable as Casillas' eyes.

The gossip that should have been laughed off, became rampant because of the publication of a series of pictures.

We all know that Iker Casillas has a student girlfriend. If you want to meet her by chance, you can meet her at gas stations, canteens at Real Madrid’s stadium, and coffee shops in Madrid. Occupying the position next to Casillas.

Even for a long time, the news of their two engagements has fed several entertainment tabloids. There are as many people who are optimistic about this couple as those who are looking forward to their breakup. It's just that Jenny never likes to read newspapers, and she doesn't pay attention to which stars appear in the newspapers. , and they all hold an indifferent attitude towards this.

One of the social activities arranged by the school is to experience newspaper delivery. When it was her turn to distribute newspapers that day, she saw herself, Casillas, Beckham, and Orange appearing in the headlines. She felt that the soles of her feet were a little Sour, but still insisted on sending them.

Jenny felt a sour pleasure when she met the strange expressions of several owners who happened to go out and took the newspaper, and some sharp-eyed people recognized that she was one of the newspapers... Watching them suppress the gossip Impulsive, she really appreciates the "courtesy" of these people.

Jenny still bought a newspaper with her own money to read about her scandal.

She is more interested in the news that Orange is in love with Casillas of Real Madrid than the news about her so-called cheating with Beckham.

The words and sentences of the news could not be more decent. If Jenny still has reason, it is impossible to shake her at all, and that is only if.

Those little details that had nothing to do with each other were taken by her as evidence of a change of heart. In fact, they were just a trend of fading feelings. It is not that these situations have never happened before, but this time she loves her more than the other party. Deep, will not accept when things really happened.

Use irrelevant people to make a big fuss.

Jenny found Casillas before the reporter, he was downstairs in her apartment.She stopped the bicycle without locking it and let it fall to the ground. She was still smiling when she spoke, the newspaper in her hand was crumpled and said, "Have you read it?"

"What's your attitude?" He pointed, "I don't doubt you. What are you doubting?"

Jenny still smiled: "You haven't done it, are you afraid of my doubts?"

"Jenny!" he called her name, "Don't be rude."

"I'm crazy?" Jenny pushed Casillas, "I used to see each other every day, but you ask yourself, in the past few months, how much time have we spent sitting quietly and seeing each other? How dare you say you Your heart hasn't changed?"

"When did it start, was it from that painting?" As soon as she said the words, she felt that this feeling could not come back, because Casillas' face had changed.

"I changed my mind?" he said, "I think it's you who changed. Do you know that you are on the phone all the time, you have to see each other every day, and if you don't see each other, you either text or video. We are in the same city, not living in the same place. In the same body. It’s not that they won’t meet each other, why should they be together all day long like conjoined twins?”

"I am an adult, and I also have my own space. There are many things I can do by myself without your help. Take that painting as an example, I like that I will buy it myself, and I don't need you to buy it. I also have my own circle of life, we don't have to overlap!"

"You said that falling in love is something you can do, do you have to ask the other party to do it?" She had already started to tremble, but she still couldn't help crying, "I like you, I love you, so I treat you well." , isn't that right?"

"I like you too much and I did something wrong?"

No one knows that talking about a relationship can also talk about physical and mental exhaustion, and each other is more like an enemy than a lover.

"I don't know, you were not like this at first..." Casillas said dejectedly.

Jenny sniffed and smiled wryly: "You were not like this in the beginning, Casillas." She turned her back, "You were also very kind to me in the beginning."

"Jenny, you're just pushing me into someone else's arms."

"Then you get lost." After she finished speaking, the tears she had been holding back remained. She went to pick up her bicycle and pushed it away. I'm afraid she will cry.

-

The newspaper was lifted by the wind, and Casillas picked it up one by one and threw it into the trash can in a ball.

The photos of Beckham and Jenny were placed in the most prominent position, a series of moving pictures of intimacy, only Beckham was smiling on the front, and Jenny only had the back, even those old things were dug out.

He didn't want to read a word.