shadow striker

Yue Yihuang knew a long time ago that it would be impossible for Francisco and Igles to sit together and eat peacefully.But when this happened, he still wanted to find an excuse to run away.

No, he can't do that, he wants to stop the Italian from continuing to say those things to his innocent friend who grew up with him, although he doesn't know what's wrong, but every sentence feels awkward.

Eagles: "Are these all your dishes?"

Francisco: "Of course. You know, I live very close to Yihuang, but I can't just let him cook for me."

Igles: "Yihuang, you will have another national team match soon, right?"

Francisco: "Oh, yes, that's two weeks later, against Iran. But you probably don't care enough and don't know enough."

Igles: "Actually, in the game two days ago, I..."

Francisco: "You mean your good partner Antis? Oh, his handball is wonderful, but the diving is too bad."

Yue Yihuang: "..."

Listening to the two words of solitaire that were completely unconvincing, Yingfeng directly sliced ​​through the agave stewed prawns on the plate, and made a particularly irritating sound to the ears because the knife cut into the plate.He turned his head to look at the other person at the table, as if Enzo was completely out of it and only wanted to eat.

Enzo: "These snow crab cakes are really good with tomato salad. The avocado smoked salmon tartar is also delicious! However, I still like the lobster rice best! It is not inferior to our Spanish seafood risotto !By the way, do you have squid ink seafood pasta? Give me some! Hurry up!"

Yue Yihuang: "..."

Enzo got one-third of a plate of cuttlefish ink seafood pasta from Yue Yihuang, and after taking a bite, he gave Francisco a thumbs up without hesitation:

"Francisco! The skill is good! In addition, I want to say that the boy Antis' handball is not exciting at all! Last time, that kid pissed me off. I tried to get a yellow card, but I still had to be at his handball." Pushing his head down, the scene was amazing. But the referee said that it was because I pressed the head of the Englishman that he was allowed to handball, so he gave me a red card and gave Barcelona a handball. I really want to say, I'm going to fuck the referee to give the penalty because he looks good! No wonder we Spaniards can't get a penalty! Do you know what we call that kid? An Englishman who can play handball , or a penalty kick against Antis!"

Eagles: "..."

Yue Yihuang: "..."

Enzo: "Igles, you know I have always hated that kid, it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with Barcelona. Have you read my Twitter? Two days ago, when the game between you and Torino ended As I said above, my dog ​​is more shameful than him."

Eagles: "..."

While the two were talking like this, Francisco wiped his mouth with a square towel and quickly kissed Yue Yihuang's cheek, which completely stiffened the Turin team's Shadow Front.

At this moment... Yue Yihuang's heart almost roared.

J!Let this be over quickly! ! !

After the meal, everyone enjoyed a drink specially prepared by Francisco.After a long time like this, Enzuo said that he had come to see Yue Yihuang, and he also knew that this troublesome guy was indeed fine now, so he was relieved and could leave.It just so happened that he also booked a return ticket, so he dragged Igles away with him.

Yue Yihuang said he wanted to send the two of them off, but Enzuo refused. He said that since Yue Yihuang hurt his back, he should take a good rest, and then apologized to Francisco for disturbing the two of them.He of course got Francisco's welcome back answer.It's just that... when Prince Turin said this, he only looked at Enzo and didn't see the Argentine in his eyes at all.

When being dragged out by Enzo, Igles tried to go back several times, but Enzo pressed him to continue heading towards the train station every time.

"Can't you see that? The captain of the Turin team didn't make the meal at all, maybe he bought it from somewhere with a lot of money. And that Italian doesn't like you very much. And that's why you today Go back first, if there is anything else you want to say to Yihuang, just ask him out alone."

When Igles once again expressed his doubts about why Enzo let him go back so soon, Enzo, who seemed to have seen nothing, finally couldn't stand it and said so.

Eagles: "How do you...?"

Enzo: "What about me? How do I know that the captain of the Torino team didn't make the meal himself? How do I know that guy hates you? Who do you think I am, bastard? I'm the main midfielder of the Spanish national team! Do you think The defensive midfielders are as brainless as your forwards! Didn’t you hear what Yihuang said? Their club teammates who play defensive midfielders can repair the aircraft’s joystick sensor! Can’t I grow eyes! They came to Barcelona for a game two days ago! Even if they have smoked salmon and avocado at home, do you think fresh lobster and cuttlefish juice can be kept in the refrigerator and played as balls!"

Eagles: "I'm not asking about food..."

Enzo: "Then do you want to say that the Italian has achieved this step and you still can't feel that he doesn't like you! Although I don't know why this is... but my intuition and prediction as a midfielder Judge told me that he hates you more than Antis..."

Speaking of this, Enzo was suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts, and was a little inconceivably stunned, then asked the wood next to him: "Tell me, he must be interested in us Yihuang, right? Our captain will take care of him." It’s not like this when you’re a teammate...or is it that Italian men are naturally prone to this illusion?”

Igles: "Francisco...? Are you interested in Yihuang?"

Enzo: "I'm just... just guessing like this. But you can't guess casually about this kind of thing... You can't tell Yihuang if you are interesting! To be honest, I used to think that my sister was interesting to Yihuang. But now it seems It's not like this either... Oh, a big brother is always worried. Yeah? Hey! Where are you going! I won't wait for you, bastard!!!"

The two had already entered Turin's Porta Nuova train station, and were going to the manual counter to change the reservation form with Enya's name on it to that of Iglesias.But the Argentine ran away from the train station without looking back.When deciding to come to Turin, Igles told the club manager without thinking about it that he needed a three-day vacation.

And of course he understood that what he wanted when he came to Turin... was not such a reunion.

Today's meeting was too dull, and he also felt that...he still had a lot to say to his childhood friend.He wanted to tell Yue Yihuang all those...About the mood he would feel every time he thought of the other party during those six years, and a belated, apologetic word, but not just for his proposal to let the other party go to Brescia when he was young.

Just as he was identifying the direction and was planning to take another car to return to the villa area he had just walked out of, his mobile phone rang again.It was the ringtone of the mobile phone that he could not hear in the noisy train station, a call from Antis.

Antis: "Ige? Thank God, you finally answered the phone. I heard from the club manager...you went to Turin? Mr. Diego is very angry now, can you come back to training soon?"

Igles: "I'm going to Turin, but don't worry, Mr. Diego won't always be so angry."

While talking to the other party, Igles was still paying attention to the cars on the street, trying to stop an empty car quickly.But when he heard Antis say the next sentence, the Argentine stopped and stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

"You went to see Yihuang, right? Actually, when I saw you for the first time, I felt that you and him might not be just teammates or just friends. But when you persuaded him to go to Brescia and told him, When you like Baggio, Guardiola, and Pirlo and Toni all played for Brescia, I thought... Maybe I was wrong. But now, I'm not sure again.

Can you tell me that you only regard Yihuang as an ordinary friend?I actually... have always liked you.I know you are emotionally slow, you are so popular but you never want to find a beautiful girlfriend.But I always hope that you can find out, and I also hope that one day you can be attracted to me like you are attracted to me.I always tell you that my favorite Argentine players are Maradona and Caniggia, and I wish I could be like Zonda.But you always don't understand what I mean.

Now, I don't have the guts to just wait any longer... I like you, Ig.Or... I don't just like you anymore.I have a crush on you and want to be your...boyfriend. "