I Love You in Football was a love poem that started from youth.
39 One look can make a flower bloom brilliantly

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"Bella, I haven't seen you for a day, and you've become prettier again.”The noble boy walked over politely. Every step he took was steady and graceful.

"Leon? What's wrong with you? Is there anything?" Su Qingjia was a little surprised and didn't know what to do. Carlos made her unable to think. She forced herself to wake up and then switched to English.

Leon came from England and had an extraordinary background. Louis had a close relationship with his parents. Leon meant lion. From his aggressive name, it could be seen that his parents loved him very much and had high hopes for him.

He was also 16 years old this year and was studying in Curtis 'violin department. He was a talented musician, and Louis was certain that he would achieve extraordinary things in the future.

Leon sized up the unfamiliar blond youth without leaving a trace, and then said,""Teacher Louis asked me to invite you to attend a concert. I wonder if I have the honor of letting you attend?”Leon spoke with an elegant London accent, and his gentlemanly manner of bending over and reaching out his hand was perfect.

Su Qingjia looked at the little golden retriever with his head lowered and apologized to Lai Ang,""I'm sorry, Leon. My friend is here today and I can't go to the concert. Thank you.”

"Bella, the band playing this time is very good.”Leon said gently," I believe you will gain something. How about this? I still have a few tickets. You can bring your friends along."”

Su Qingjia shook his head and rejected him directly." Lai Ang, thank you for your kindness, but I'll still..."

Carlos interrupted her." Bella, my vacation is over. I have to leave later. I can't eat your snacks. You should go with him."”

The young man's words made Su Qingjia unable to react for a moment. The bitterness in her heart spread bit by bit." You're going back? But we…we…"

"I'm going back to the team for training soon. Bella, don't worry about me.”Carlos resisted the urge and took a few steps back. He looked at Leon and they exchanged a look." Goodbye, Bella."”

The little golden retriever's legs were very long, and his steps were very big. In a short while, he had walked very far. Su Qingjia could no longer hold back and called Carlos," Carlos, wait-"

Carlos stopped. He looked back and saw the black-haired girl running over. The phoenix flower skirt swayed in the wind in the most beautiful posture. Her long hair was fluttering in the wind, and her hair was in the most beautiful arc.

"Carlos, I haven't said goodbye to you yet." Su Qingjia looked at him.”

Carlos didn't know how to answer. He lowered his head, and his eyes sparkled.

The girl suddenly leaned over. The fresh and elegant fragrance made him feel at a loss.

"Goodbye, Carlos. I wish you a safe journey.”Su Qingjia hugged him and then let go. She walked towards Lai Ang and waved at him as she walked.

Carlos touched his shirt and felt a slight chill.

Carlos couldn't see the young man's expression from afar. He felt a little sweet and nervous.

Lai Ang opened the car door." Please." Before he closed the door, he looked at Carlos. Sometimes, there was no need to say anything, and men would start competing with each other. However, he was confident that he would not lose.

Carlos circled around the entrance of Curtis Academy but didn't go in. Instead, he looked out from afar for a while.

Unlike the crude La Masia, which was paved with simple artificial turf, Curtis's buildings were filled with flowing and still beauty.

Just like the difference between him and Bella.

The boy in the expensive suit told him with his eyes that he was not worthy of such a girl.

Back at the hotel, Carlos changed out of his clothes. Oleg told him that girls liked to dress like this. He wore jeans and a white shirt. Garcia said that he could act as a rich man in the movies.

But today, he had met a real noble young master. He knew that it was different.

But he would not lose.

After packing his luggage, Carlos went to the airport. He bought a ticket back to Spain at night. There were still two days before his holiday ended. He lied to Bella.

He had a good night's sleep at the hotel after he got off the plane yesterday. After getting up, he patiently combed his hair to make himself look more handsome. Then, he took the address Ming Ling gave him and asked around.

The girl had already grown up, and her beautiful appearance was more like a dream. He thought about Bella, who he had drawn, and realized that she was even more beautiful than he had imagined.

All these years, Bella's phone number had never changed. He knew, and he also knew that on Bella's birthday last year, she had waited for a long time but did not receive his blessings. She cried very hard. He did not see it with his own eyes, but when he heard her mother say this, he thought of the trembling roses in the rain. His heart seemed to have been stabbed by a nail, and black blood flowed out.

But he still didn't dare to call the girl. He was afraid that she would hear him crying over the phone.

He hoped that in the girl's heart, he would always be strong and able to shelter her from all the storms.

Carlos boarded the plane alone again. Outside the cabin, he looked back at the bustling city again. The lights were flashing.

Just like how a girl was growing, he was also changing. Carlos touched the tattoo on his chest. He had learned to lie and hide his pain.

A weekly salary of two hundred euros was not high, but he would do everything he could to buy the bracelet that his girl liked. He did not want her to cry for him. He wanted to bear the pressure and darkness alone.

He believed that the U19 would be his best springboard. He wanted to reach the highest point and become the best football player.

Although the time they had met was short, it was still beautiful enough to suffocate him. He also believed that the day he looked forward to would not be far away.

*

At the concert, Su Qingjia was a little uneasy. This was an orchestra that she liked very much. It was internationally renowned, and its chief pianist was also a very famous genius. However, at this time, no matter how beautiful the music was, it could not soothe her chaotic heart.

His mind was filled with the image of Carlos's back as he left. The slightly gray sky and his blue-gray eyes were like a dirge. Su Qingjia forced herself not to think about it, but her heart seemed to be tied up by a string. She couldn't move, and when it beat violently, it was twitching tighter and tighter.

Su Qingjia was really happy to see Carlos today. He had grown taller and more handsome. His voice had become more magnetic, and his appearance in a white shirt made her heart beat faster. It was as if she had returned to her youthful days. One look from him could make a flower bloom brilliantly.

Perhaps there was really an inexplicable force in the world that was pulling at you. Two years of time had passed, and so many hairs had turned white in the blink of an eye. But when that person really stood in front of you, you realized that no matter how long it had been, as long as he smiled, the grudge would disappear.

She asked her mother to tell Carlos and Rexsac her address and phone number. During that time, she would be the first to go downstairs every day as soon as the phone rang. However, after waiting for a long time, she did not receive the call. Even a greeting was extravagant. She kept consoling herself. Maybe Carlos was busy with training. Perhaps the little golden retriever was preparing for his exams. He was not good at literature, so he must be tutoring. It was also possible that the little golden retriever was saving money. After all, overseas calls were very expensive.

But as time passed, she knew that those excuses would always be excuses.

She had no right or position to ask Carlos to do anything for her. She was just a small episode in his life. Perhaps after that, there would be no trace of her anymore.

Just like the poem said-

"I'm not returning, I'm just a passer-by.”

Su Qingjia put the photo in a simple and elegant carved frame and placed it on the bedside table. At night, she would say goodnight to the photo and then say good morning to it in the morning.

Through the glass cover, Su Qingjia put it to her ear. She seemed to be able to hear the unforgettable heartbeat in the cool night, in the young man's warm chest.

On her birthday, Louis threw a big party for her at the villa. She received a lot of gifts. Leon gave her a bracelet, a small diamond chain, which was like the sparkling light of the galaxy.

That night, she did not fall asleep. She really did not want to think about that boy. She remembered that he had passed through the heavy winter rain to send her a beautiful silver chain. She remembered that he had cut the cake with her in a hurry. She remembered that he would give her a hug with a shy face.

She waited and waited until dawn. It was evening in Spain, but the bell did not ring.

She remembered what Lilith had said to her.

You are a lucky girl, but I also hope that you are a smart girl.

Su Qingjia tasted bitter tears falling into her mouth. She was a little afraid that the young man had forgotten her. On this land where it snowed in winter, she missed the sunshine of Barcelona.

The next day, she returned the bracelet that Lai Ang had sent her. She knew that Lai Ang was expressing his affection for her, but she did not want to accept it.

She knew that perhaps, that boy had unknowingly entered her heart, but she lacked the courage to admit it.

Unknowingly, the band's performance had ended. They had already come out to thank the audience three times, but Su Qingjia didn't feel anything at all. He just clapped along with Louis.

She was a little dazed, as if time had started to turn back, back to the days when she applauded him for scoring goals in La Masia. The blond teenager's sweat was wet, his jersey was wet, and she was shouting for him.

Louis did not drive. They took Leon's car back.

The gentle sixteen-year-old boy was polite. Louis admired this humble and talented violinist very much. The two of them exchanged their feelings about the concert along the way. When they asked about Su Qingjia, she stammered and perfunctorily answered. The two of them were also smart people. How could they not see that Su Qingjia was absent-minded? So they changed the topic.

When she got out of the car, Leon called out to her. Louis gave Leon a teasing look and left silently.

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