Public Enemy [Soccer]

Hearing Ramos' name, Torres immediately wanted to leave even more.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to use "escape" to describe it.

However, in front of him is Ivan, who is naturally strong, and Cristiano, who has worked hard to build a physique that cannot be underestimated. The two stand in front of Torres anyway, and he can't get away.

Torres was a little dumbfounded immediately: "Whether you two are defenders or I am a defender, if your coach sees this scene, he will cry, right?"

"Coach Ancelotti is not that fragile," Ivan blinked and smiled, gloating at the sight, "Don't even think about leaving, you haven't said anything clearly yet."

Torres was in a hurry: "Is there anything I haven't said clearly? You might as well let me go now, and we will talk later when we have time..."

"That won't work." Ivan coughed lightly, "Don't try to escape, Sergio will be there soon."

"You betrayed your friend!"

"I'm helping you," Ivan said unmoved, "I can't run away anyway, why don't you tell me what happened before, and let me sort out your thoughts for you."

"It's difficult for others," Torres smiled wryly, "I can't explain what happened at all, and now my mind is also in chaos. Do you think I am such a person?"

Ivan thought for a while, then shook his head decisively.

"So you'd better let me be quiet," Torres spread his hands and wanted to leave again, "I thought I would be a little more secure here with you..."

"Don't try to shift the focus," Ivan smiled and held him down, "Come on, let's talk about something."

Torres still hesitated to talk about it under the pressure of the two mountains of Ivan and Cristiano, but the two of them looked at each other as soon as they heard it.

How does this sound so wrong.

When Ivan and Cristiano teased Ramos before, it did make him break out in cold sweat and even feel a little embarrassed, but there were only a few sentences over and over again, which did nothing but make Ramos speechless.

And what about Ramos?

Torres finally got away from the busy schedule of the Premier League and went to Spain to see him. Of course, the two of them were happy and wanted to have a meal and chat together... Logically speaking, it should be like this.

But Ramos has been hesitant to speak, making Torres even want to ignore it.

But he obviously underestimated the seriousness of the matter.

Torres refused to tell them what happened in the middle, and only expressed very solemnly that they might not even be friends in the future: "Ivan, this is my last request, you let me leave now, things are still going on." There is room for redemption, I will return to England immediately, and I will pretend that I have never been here today..."

"Is it useful to escape?" When he heard this voice, Torres froze immediately. He subconsciously wanted to run away, but Ramos, who flew over, fell directly on the sofa...

Compared to a certain striker, Ramos is a real defender. His pounce was accurate and ruthless, and he was pressed directly on the sofa and almost breathless.

Ivan clapped his hands: "Okay, the person has been delivered safely, are you all right?"

"Thank you buddy," Ramos replied with a clear face, "Sorry for interrupting you for so long, let's go now."

Torres finally got a little relief and wanted to struggle, but Ramos squeezed his arm: "Go back, or do you want to settle this matter in front of them? I don't mind."

"..." Torres immediately gave up struggling, and was directly pulled up from the sofa.

Ramos came and went in a hurry, and thanked Ivan when he left, which made Ivan even more afraid to look in Torres' direction, and he was relieved until the car drove away.

"What are you nervous about now? Aren't you very decisive when you do it?" Cristiano teased him. The Spaniard intercepted people by sending text messages in one go.I didn't see Ramos' joke right away, but...Torres' was pretty good too.

"Now all the troubles have been sent away, and no one will disturb us for a short time, so continue?" Ivan smiled and pointed upstairs, "We should hurry up and there should be a lot left."

Cristiano readily agreed.

The two of them are very relaxed in the "Old Man, Old Man" mode, while on the other side, silence is golden.

It was Torres who was silent, and Ramos was very relaxed. He could even hum a song and laugh while humming. No matter how he looked at it, he was in a good mood.

Torres almost wanted to cry.

What is the situation.

What exactly does Ramos mean?

Although he blamed Ivan a little bit at first, when he saw Ramos, he had no negative emotions in his heart.

Who cares, I haven't said anything anyway, just be vague, just like every time in the past!

However, just as Torres made up his mind, he was stopped when he got into the car.

While starting the car, Ramos asked casually, "Why did you suddenly run to Ivan's house? You need to travel so far to borrow rosemary?"

It was only then that Torres vaguely remembered that his excuse for rushing out seemed to be to borrow the seasoning of rosemary... Immediately, he forced himself to calm down and coughed lightly: "Because I don't know anyone here, I can only think of Ivan. "

"Where's Rosemary?"

Torres was speechless.

Not only did he fail to borrow Rosemary, he also lost the car and failed to drive back in front of the door... But Ramos' staff will come to collect it later.

"Didn't you borrow it?" Ramos teased, "Don't think he can eat, in fact, it seems that he doesn't cook much at home, and Cristiano at the door is even more extreme. He hardly puts seasonings in everything he eats. Not to mention rosemary."

Torres was very grateful to Ramos for changing the subject first. He relaxed a little bit, and he was glad that he could get away with it again this time. They are still the best brothers...

"By the way, let's talk about it." Ramos seemed to just say it in passing, his tone was almost like "there is no rosemary, so we can use other seasonings instead", "When are you going to confess to me?" ?”

Torres was extremely thankful that he was not driving, so he was calmly shocked in the co-pilot: "What?!?"

"I said, when are you going to confess to me," Ramos repeated patiently, "Ah, or do you want me to speak first? That's fine too."

"No, wait...wait, wait!" Torres felt that his brain was not enough, "So you really knew it a long time ago?"

"What is 'really'?" Ramos was dissatisfied, "Of course I knew it a long time ago, you have shown it so clearly."

Torres already wanted to jump out of the car, he covered his face and didn't dare to look in Ramos' direction: "...Is my crush so obvious?"

Ramos glanced at the person next to him, his ears were red to his neck, and he sighed directly: "How can you call this a secret love? The shining love is almost overflowing from the eyebrows to the corners of the mouth."

Torres even wanted to jump out of the window and escape.

"But I'm also embarrassed to say you, after all, I saw you first." Ramos reflected on himself very sincerely.

"You're talking nonsense!" Torres blurted out, turning his head and glaring, "Obviously I was the first...!"

Ramos turned his head and smiled while driving: "Hey, are you finally willing to look at me?"

"..." Torres wanted to die, Torres wanted to escape, Torres wanted to jump out of the car right now.

Ramos smiled and said: "But you are wrong, it is really me first. When I first met you, you said that I saw your eyes hot, and you thought I wanted to fight with you. You still remember?"

"Remember...wait a minute, we were only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time?" Torres was dumbfounded, "You were at that time?"

"I thought at that time that I wanted to spend a lifetime with you and entangled with you," Ramos shrugged, "To be honest, at first I really thought that we would have a better relationship than brothers and sisters, although lovers It's true that we need to be more intimate... Hey, thinking about it this way, did I fall in love with you at first sight?"

Amidst Ramos' laughter, Torres didn't want to say a word. He buried his head in his arms and refused to lift it up again.

Ivan and Cristiano have already moved the battlefield to the bedroom. Before tearing off his shirt, Ivan was still a little worried: "I didn't really do something bad, right? Will the two of them go well?"

The way those two people looked at each other flashed in Cristiano's mind, and he couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "It can't go well, so don't worry!"

"Really?"

"Really!" Cristiano said in his heart that he was very familiar with that look, wasn't it like that when he first met Ivan?

"That's good." Ivan relaxed his body and fell directly to the soft bed behind him.

……

The three of them met again on the training ground. In order to prepare for the quarter-finals of the Champions League against Schalke 04, everyone has resumed training one after another.

Ivan and Cristiano were still stretching, and Ramos, who was full of spring, came over to say hello first: "Oh, thank you for the previous thing."

"There is nothing to thank, as long as your relationship is not affected." Ivan blinked, "Or is there any further progress?"

"Of course!" Ramos looked up proudly. "The Premier League has a tight schedule. I will visit him often. After all, there are few games in Spain!"

Ivan was speechless.

"All in all, congratulations," Cristiano took over the words, "I hope you both can say hello next time you come, it's very embarrassing to be caught off guard."

"?" Ramos touched his head, "Okay."

"By the way, there is one more thing." Ivan sighed, "I haven't told him my home address, and the only one who can talk to him is you... So did you let him come to my house on purpose? "

"Guess?" Ramos gave a sly smile, "Don't put on that face, we're all 'intimate' after all, right?"