At the end of April, Su Qingjia was ready to set off before the summer breeze. Although she wanted to see Barcelona's brilliant sun, blue sky, and cute little boyfriend again, she had to obey Louis's call.
Before she went back, she had a gathering with Liu Mengya, the White Swan, and Zhou Ce.
Liu Mengya was very thin now. Her skin was a little pale on her slender bones. Her chubby face from when she was a child had disappeared. Her oval face was very small, but she still liked to play with Barbie dolls and even learned to make clothes for them.
This innocent and cute girl had yet to find a boyfriend, but she had a sweet dream of love.
In the past two years, the White Swan and Zhou Ce had been on and off several times. Xiao Yun was still very arrogant and often did not give Zhou Ce face. As Zhou Ce grew older, he began to get tired of her actions.
The adults couldn't interfere when the two quarreled.
Fortunately, Zhou Ce still liked her very much. Every time, he would apologize to her in a low voice. He would give her flowers, gifts, and love letters, trying his best to please her.
Before she left, Liu Mengya gave Su Qingjia a doll. It was very exquisite and was a souvenir edition. It came with ten elegant and luxurious dresses that she had personally made, imitating the Valentino show back then.
It rained heavily on the day he left, and the sky was a little gray. This should be the last ray of light in the rainy season.
Carlos and her parents bid her farewell at the airport. The umbrella they had put away was wet, and the floor of the airport lobby was a little slippery.
Carlos quietly watched the girl hug her parents goodbye. It was his turn.
He yearned for her hug, but he subconsciously rejected the comfort of parting. The little golden retriever reached out and scratched his head in frustration.
Su Qingjia was also very reluctant to part with him. Looking at the depressed little golden retriever, she walked up to him and pulled his neck down, then hugged him. Carlos was in a stalemate for a long time, but in the end, he still put his hand on her back.
"Why is there no spring water from Canareste this time?" Su Qingjia asked in a soft voice.”
Carlos was stunned at first, then he bent down and placed his head on her shoulder. He whispered into her small and fair ear,""Because no matter where you go, I'll find you.”
"You don't have to come back to Barcelona for me. I will cross mountains and rivers for you. I will cross oceans and mountains.
Su Qingjia let go of him and shook her head. Her amber eyes curved into crescents, and her eyelashes were like small fans." But this time, I went to Cannareste to fill up the spring water.”She took out a cup of water from her bag." Do you want to open it for me?"”
The little golden retriever was even more stunned. The corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment, and then he smiled even wider under Su Qingjia's gaze.
He took the cup from her hand, swirled it slightly, and handed it back to her.
The girl reached out and touched him. He recalled that in the bleak October, the black-haired doll drank the spring water that he gave her and left with all his heart. This time, the girl took the initiative to tell him that she was willing to return to Barcelona for him and give him the beautiful scenery in the rain.
The cup wasn't very big, and Su Qingjia finished it all in one go.
She handed the empty cup back to Carlos and said,""Where is the cup? Keep it for me. The next time I leave, remember to fill it with spring water for me.”She tilted her head and curled her hair. Her lips, which had just drunk water, were moist like the petals of spring.
Carlos's ears shook violently when he heard the soft, coquettish voice. He nodded vigorously, and his golden hair rustled with his movements. He covered the white floral cup and said,"I'll visit you in America when I'm free. I'll call you every day and chat on msn.”
Carlos bought a mobile phone and applied for an msn-account under Su Qingjia's guidance. He was no longer the caveman that Oleg mocked.
Through the shortcut, he could chat with his black-haired doll every day. Although he could not touch her, the little golden retriever still felt very satisfied.
Ming Ling was very pleased to see her two children chatting, but Su Jingkang was not so happy. He kept coughing, and his face was as black as ink.
He really wanted to get rid of the little golden retriever who was holding his daughter's hand, but he couldn't bear to see his daughter unhappy.
Then he started coughing again.
Su Jingkang felt that this young man was acting like a hooligan to his daughter and was especially unreliable. However, when Su Qingjia was about to wave his hand and leave, he witnessed a scene that made his heart stop.
The black-haired beauty took out another book from her bag and beckoned the blockhead to bend down and lower his head." This is for you."”
The blockhead listened to the soft and sweet voice as he held the book in one hand and touched his lips with the other.
This... Was this considered exchanging for the first kiss on the lips after collecting seven kisses?
She…she really wanted to do it again.
Was it a book or a kiss?
The little golden retriever started scratching his head again.
Su Jingkang watched as his daughter kissed the blockhead. He wanted to ask his wife if she had brought the quick-acting heart-saving pills. He really didn't cough anymore, but his heartbeat was gone.
His daughter, who was as beautiful as a flower and as lovely as a jade, was actually acting like a hooligan?
The diplomat, who had grown up under the party's good education, stood where he was and thought of the words he had been educated about-
Any relationship that didn't have the goal of marriage was a hooligan.
So, was his daughter trying to be a hooligan or was she really serious? If she was a hooligan, she wouldn't be a lady. If she wanted to get married…
He looked at Carlos, who was scratching his head in a daze.
Could it be that they wanted this stupid big guy with a low IQ to enter their house? Then, would his IQ level be dragged down?
Su Jingkang felt a little sad and tragic.
Ming Ling didn't notice her husband's complicated thoughts. She thought that he had recovered from his cough and was especially happy. She said to the diplomat who looked like a gentleman,""Let Carlos have dinner with us today, how about it? I've already bought the ingredients."
The diplomat looked into his wife's eyes and said coldly,""Yes."
So, was this blockhead going to enter his house soon?
Su Jingkang decided to go back and pull the weeds.
That night, Su Jingkang put the flowers he picked up from the weeds into a vase and asked the little golden retriever some questions at the dinner table.
Then, the diplomat realized that it was not the first time his daughter had acted like a hooligan.
Looking at the blushing little golden retriever, he felt that he had to say something to his daughter. How could she destroy the flowers of a friendly country like this?
Thinking of his bold and unconstrained daughter, Su Jingkang decided that he had to keep an eye on this blushing cabbage for his daughter. In his house, he had to put an end to hooligans. For the sake of Su Qingjia's reputation, he decided to reluctantly let the stupid big guy with an IQ that wasn't online enter the family. In the future, he would educate the two children with IQ that wasn't online.
The calm diplomat thought very far ahead.
Carlos's face was red as he carefully held the book in his arms tightly. The planet on the cover reflected the blue universe.
It was " The Little Prince," a famous fairy tale. A lonely boy nourished the roses in his world. He had a space as big as a planet, but only one flower could accompany him.
After taking a shower, the little golden retriever placed the book next to his pillow and picked up a brush to draw the girl's silhouette under the black words on the title page.
The black-haired doll told him with the message in the book,"No one is like you, so attentive, unwilling to leave, the land around you sank."”
He didn't know what the Chinese meant, but he thought it must be the best wishes and joy.
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After the league tournament ended, Carlos and his teammates picked up the Youth League title and were the most popular among the new young players.
The club was even more enthusiastic about spreading rumors with this genius. Carlos did not make his position clear when he spoke to the news. Instead, he made a gesture.
Under such circumstances, the Barcelona First Team quickly came up with a rather tasty contract to recruit the player.
This move was suggested by Oleg. After getting Shen Ke's strong approval, Carlos showed a wavering attitude between the clubs, turning from passive to active. His old club, Barcelona, could not sit still and came to the door with the contract.
In May, Carlos left La Masia, which had nurtured him for many years, and entered the world of professional football.
Rexatch had given him a pair of expensive and comfortable sneakers. The boy he had brought into the youth training camp was finally going to step onto the European stage and the world stage.
He sincerely hoped that Carlos could finally occupy a place in the football world and shine in the starry sky.
After packing his luggage, Carlos planted a devout kiss on the artificial turf of La Masia.
This was the place where he began to struggle, the place where his dreams began. Countless falls, countless sweats, countless goals, all happened on this turf.
He had seen the clear sky, the rain, the sunrise, and the crescent moon.
He had failed and succeeded here, but it was also here that he had been determined to pursue his life's goals. Love, friendship, family, everything that he had never had, was fulfilled here.
When he came, he was alone. When he left, he had already achieved success and fame.
When Carlos walked out of the door, he looked at the old building behind him again. The sky in May was very blue, and the small farm was exuding vitality in the ruins.
Every year, there would be a large number of young generals here, and there would be more and more different stories playing out here.
Perhaps many years later, some people would inadvertently remember that there was once a youth here who walked towards the future.
The guard raised his beer glass at him, then burped and smiled at him.
The little golden retriever waved goodbye to Garcia, who had come to send him off, and all his teammates who had fought together with him. He was filled with memories and expectations as he got into the car.
His high weekly salary allowed him to rent a house in the city, buy a computer, connect the internet, and install a phone.
He put the new professional contract in the cabinet, then took the painting and the note from the box and hung them on the wall.
Carlos opened a lollipop and lay on the bed for a while.
In addition to the joy, he also felt a little disappointed. Oleg, who had given him another box of lollipops, told him that he would be transferring next season and that he was leaving Barcelona.
Barcelona was vigorously cultivating another striker, not Oleg, which made Oleg's development somewhat difficult.
The new owner promised to give Oleg a better training plan and said that the resources were inclined to him.
Oleg hadn't told him who the new owner was, but Carlos could guess through the newspapers.
He had thought that when they arrived at Barcelona, they would run together on the field. He would contribute assists to Oleg, and Oleg would cooperate well with him.
But in the end, none of this could be achieved.
In the next season, or perhaps later, they would become opponents on the field, each fighting for a different club.
The fans would shout for their respective clubs. He might personally intercept the ball from Oleg's feet, and Oleg might also collide with him.
Carlos bit the lollipop in his mouth and got up.
But perhaps, they could even be teammates?
For the Spanish football team to enter the World Cup.
Carlos pulled out the number twenty-three jersey from the closet and tried it on.
Yes, it fitted him very well. He liked it very much.
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