Carlos's surname was Ruvio. Due to his autistic nature and the incomplete files back then, Carlos's parents 'surnames were no longer clear. Sister Rosa only knew that this cute little golden retriever called her Carlos, so she gave her surname to the little boy.
Usually, a Spanish name had three segments. The first segment was the given name, the middle segment was the surname, and the last segment was the mother's surname. Carlos only had two segments, and Sister Rosa gave him her father's surname.
This short Spanish name caught her attention, and Su Qingjia read the report carefully.
At that time, her mood was very ordinary. In that era of information explosion, such news did not bring her much emotion.
However, fate was sometimes so magical. It sent someone who had nothing to do with you to you. You couldn't imagine that at different crossroads, the world would really go in different directions.
The black and white news on the newspaper jumped into her mind. The words came alive and circled around her.
Su Qingjia was sitting in the stands of La Masia.
The headline of the report was 'The Fall of a Genius'.
Su Qingjia had never hated his memory so much.
She had guessed many possibilities in Carlos's previous life, but she had missed out on one.
Carlos had passed away a long time ago. No one would remember a dead genius before he shone.
In her previous life, this outstanding but reclusive blond boy was introduced by a scout and still entered the La Masia youth training camp. Carlos spent his youth on this artificial turf. He still performed very well, but his personality flaws were exposed day by day.
Rexatch had found a lot of psychologists for him, but the harm of low-risk depression had made him extremely autistic and unwilling to communicate with anyone.
The Harvard psychologist team used Carlos as the subject to conduct their dream research.
Under the treatment of the best psychologist, Carlos's condition had made a breakthrough. His low-risk depression seemed to have been resolved. He walked onto the field again and put on the red and blue jersey.
His outstanding business and skills made him a genius of the club, and his brilliance could even surpass the older Messi.
At the age of sixteen, he picked up the National Youth League championship for Barcelona.
It was also in this year that he ushered in the first and the first low point of his career.
With the media's enthusiasm, his illness was dug up. Psychologists proudly announced to reporters that they had brought a genius to the world.
The attacks from the anti-fans, the criticism from the media, and the strange looks from everyone made Carlos 'condition worsen again.
The night before he signed his first professional contract, the blond youth took a sleeping pill and committed suicide. He was only sixteen years old.
A brilliant life that never bloomed again.
His blue-gray eyes closed forever.
The report Su Qingjia saw described the teenager's life in detail and fiercely refuted social media, believing that their malice had caused the young player to fall prematurely.
As time passed, a new generation replaced the old, and no one mentioned this genius who had once created a legend in the field. The media consciously avoided reporting about him.
The traces of Carlos's existence were easily erased, as if he was using an eraser to erase a mistake. It was simple and effective.
His one and only stunning game on the pitch had become a legend in his life, but not many people remembered it.
The night was as cold as water, and the dark blue night was dotted with stars.
Su Qingjia fell into deep thought until Carlos sat beside her and called her name.
"Bella, have you been waiting for a long time?”Carlos smelled it." It's the coaches who won't let me go. I didn't mean to keep you waiting. Look, I ran out when they weren't paying attention.”
Su Qingjia shook his head, the corners of his mouth rising as he looked at the boy who was anxiously explaining.
Although his face was clearly captured by the camera on the huge television screen in the stadium, Su Qingjia felt a little real when he looked at him at such a close distance.
A few months had passed, and the youth had grown a little taller. The fragrance from his bath was dense.
" Bella, don't be angry. I promise, I will..." Carlos looked at Su Qingjia, who was silent.
Unexpectedly, Su Qingjia interrupted him and raised his neck."Why did you come out dressed like this?”
The young man was wearing a white shirt and jeans. He looked like a handsome vampire in the night, but it was still winter.
Carlos scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.""Well…don't you like it?”Two small red clouds flew up.
Su Qingjia looked at the big idiot who was shaking his ears. He was teased by him, and the worry in his heart slowly dissipated. He said in a bad mood,"You can eat like that. It's still a little cold now. Don't you want to catch a cold by wearing so little? Be careful that the coach doesn't let you recover again."
Carlos's heart melted when he saw the girl who was showing concern for him. He grinned and said," It's okay, Bella. I'm fine. I'm not afraid. Really."”
"You only know how to be a hero.”Su Qingjia stood up and pushed the blockhead." Hurry up and change your clothes. Or you can put on a coat."”
Carlos crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked like a little wife who would defend her chastity to the death." No, I'm not changing. Bella, I'm really fine.”
"Do you like white shirts that much?" Su Qingjia couldn't push him and was a little confused. He had been wearing a white shirt since the last time he went to the United States, but-
She took a closer look at the dress and said,"Carlos, did you buy a lot of the same white shirts?”It was exactly the same as the one she saw in America.
Carlos was even more bashful now. He scratched his hair, his ears shaking like a sieve, and a smile hung on his face. Under Su Qingjia's puzzled gaze, he stammered,""This…this is the one I wore when I went to see you. You…you even cried on my clothes.”
Carlos's voice was very soft. As he spoke, he glanced at her, his eyelashes fluttering rapidly.
Looking at Carlos who was secretly happy, Su Qingjia held her forehead and sighed. She remembered that Oleg had told her that Carlos sometimes didn't like to wash his dimples. She asked,"Did you wash up after you came back?”
The little golden retriever blushed and shook his head.
Su Qingjia thought,"I knew it."
Of course, Su Qingjia didn't know that Carlos had licked her tears on his clothes. If he knew, Su Qingjia might have been stunned. But now, she was already very confused.
However, there was an indescribable sweetness in her heart. The nights in April seemed to be warm.
A faint warm feeling spread between the two of them.
Carlos pinched the corner of his shirt and moved his butt a little closer. He mumbled,""Bella…did you like the gift I gave you today?”
"What gift?" Su Qingjia sat down and frowned.”Then, he remembered the gesture Carlos made when he ran to the stands. He said,""You scored three goals?"
"Yes, yes!" Carlos nodded and said," Bella, I missed three of your birthdays. I don't know what kind of bracelet you like now, so I took the initiative to give you three goals. Bella, do you like it?"”
The little golden retriever had his head lowered and his long eyelashes cast a shadow. His blue-gray eyes flashed with a gentle light. From Su Qingjia's point of view, his side profile was perfect.
"Bella, in the future, I'll give you every goal I score, okay?”Carlos thought of something and added," I'll buy you the bracelet you like. Anything else is fine.”
" I saw a very beautiful chain in a shop in Madrid. I thought it was very suitable, but…"
"I like it very much." Su Qingjia said.
Carlos, who was still narrating, didn't react. After a while, he said,""What…what did you say?"
Looking at the beauty under the light gave him a special feeling. At this moment, Su Qingjia's eyes were gentle like a painting. Carlos heard her soft voice like a siren's song." Carlos, I said, I really like the three goals you gave me. This is my favorite gift, including the bracelet you gave me.”
Carlos's face was burning. He finally put down his hand and started scratching his head again."Oh…you like it…"
However, in the next second, his hand froze and he did not dare to move.
The girl's sweet body leaned against his left chest. Through the thin shirt, he could feel the warmth and softness of the girl's face.
His heart was beating so fast.
Feeling the little golden retriever's entire body stiffen, Su Qingjia rubbed his chest and put his ear to his heart.""Carlos, let's be together.”
She wanted to be with him, regardless of age, centuries, mountains, and rivers.
His heartbeat was so lively, and the black tattoo was faintly visible. In his chest, Su Qingjia was brave.
No matter what the boy would become in the future, at least he was still in front of her now. She could feel his warmth and breath. He did not exist in the black and white printed words, nor did he exist in the dissipating time. He existed in her life.
She wanted to enjoy the young life and the beating pulse with him.
No matter how difficult the future was, at least she would not regret it at all now.
Carlos froze. Finally, he laughed and started scratching his hair again.
The girl said to him," We're together." That's right. Bella said to him," We're together." It was us, Bella and Carlos.
The little golden retriever's other empty hand slowly moved. Just as Su Qingjia thought that he would put his hand on her back, the hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Bella, pinch me quickly."”
Su Qingjia was speechless.
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