The night breeze is slightly cool, and the cold country road, one large and one small, walks slowly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The team-mates were in high spirits because of the team's all-time winning streak, and although the club did not hold any celebrations, after the game, the teammates were invited to find a pub and relax and celebrate.

It stands to reason that after a high-intensity professional league, the players will be a little physically and mentally exhausted no matter what, but today's game is too exciting, and the big guys are all tired and strong, clamoring not to celebrate, and they can't even sleep at night.

Pellegrini didn't stop it, everyone was happy, and he was extremely satisfied with the process and result of the game, just told the players not to play too crazy, and let it go.

Fan Bizhuang originally wanted to go home directly with the Spring Festival, but it was already nearly 11 o'clock after the game, and after a delay in the stadium, it was almost 12 o'clock when he left the field. It's not that Fan Bizhuang doesn't drink, nor does he have an aversion to nightlife, but he has never had the experience of going out to go out so late and go out to surf.

However, his teammates were all in high spirits, and he couldn't spoil the fun, so he could only follow the crowd, followed him to the tavern, drank a few glasses of wine, chatted for a while, and left early.

Teammates didn't care about him either, such as Abarina and Xavi. Wenta and the others can't take care of him anymore, these evil ghosts who can't open their legs when they see a beautiful girl have already hooked up with the sexy girl paper in the tavern, and are ready to go to the opening of the Spring Festival.

The moon was already buried deep in the dark clouds, and there were only a few scattered stars hanging in the sky, and the flickering starlight sprinkled on the earth, and the night breeze blew on his cheeks, which made Fan Bizhuang feel a little comfortable.

To put it bluntly, Fan Bizhuang still has a feeling of being in a dream for everything in front of him now. A year earlier, he had been a forgotten football apprentice at La Masia's training camp, but he was later spotted by Enrique and promoted by him and Vilanova.

He didn't like Barcelona, and although he grew up in that city and spent many years in La Masia, he didn't feel any sense of belonging there.

But because of the presence of Enrique and Vilanova, he was willing to stay there out of gratitude, and his first choice was to play for Barcelona.

As a result, people looked down on him, and he had to find a new way out.

I went to the Basque Country and offended Athletic Club Bilbao, thinking that I could only go back to La Masia to waste the years and find an amateur team to live in the future...... Unexpectedly, half a year ago, there was a turning point, he came to the seaside town of Villarreal, where he met a kind coach, friendly teammates, enthusiastic fans, he quickly integrated into the team, he quickly learned and grown, and gradually became an indispensable main force of the team......

Fan Bizhuang felt that he had come here at the right time. Not only is this the starting point of his road to realize his dreams, but more importantly, he feels the warmth here, the warmth of family that he has not seen for a long time.

He is a person who lacks love, and he is also an insecure person, in order not to be bullied and humiliated, from childhood to adulthood, he has used an indifferent outer layer to isolate himself from the outside world, but for most of the half a year here, he suddenly found that he was gradually changing.

That kind of change makes the once hedgehog-like self look back, how unbelievable.

But this is the truth, although he is cold in his bones, his smile is getting more and more day by day.

"Spring Festival, do you like it here?"

Fan Bizhuang suddenly stopped, squatted on the side of the road, and ran over with his tail wagging in the Spring Festival, stretching out his big tongue and constantly licking the palms of his master, as if he was coquettish, but also as if he was responding.

"Looks like you're enjoying it here. Also, the people here like you very much, they are willing to play with you, no one will bully you, and you can go anywhere in the town, even if you get lost, because people know that you are my relatives and will send you back. ”

Fan Bizhuang happily muttered to himself, patted the huge head of the Spring Festival again, and stood up, "Actually, I also like it here." ”

The Spring Festival tilted its head, looking at its master suspiciously with its big eyes full of spirituality, it didn't know why the owner would make such a sigh tonight, but it could feel the joy and happiness in the owner's heart, which was enough, the Spring Festival shook his head and rubbed affectionately on Fan Bizhuang's legs.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Fan Bizhuang greeted with a smile, put his hand in his pocket, and continued to walk forward leisurely, and the Spring Festival immediately followed.

A man and a dog, slowly advancing, the moon suddenly emerged from the clouds, and the silver light sprinkled on the earth, stretching the figures of the two very long, very long......

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"Stinky boy, you're finally willing to come back?!"

The courtyard was already within reach, and when he passed through the courtyard of the old man Juan's house, a loud but tired roar sounded violently, and Fan Bizhuang turned his head to see the old man Juan staring at him angrily.

Fan Bizhuang was stunned, but he didn't know what kind of wind this old man was smoking, and he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, in order to show his face here?

"Are you sick?"

Fan Bizhuang muttered unconsciously, the voice was not loud, but the night was clean, and the old man Juan could still hear it clearly, and at the moment he was even more angry and blew his beard and glared, snorted heavily, and shouted: "Sick? Am I really sick? If I wasn't sick, I'd be neighbors with you little bastard? I...... I ......"

The more the old man Juan talked, the more excited he became, and finally he almost roared, which made Fan Bizhuang even more confused, but he was a little worried, this old man is a lot old, and he won't burp because of emotion, right? Isn't it all played like this on TV, the half-hundred old man is so angry that he faints and goes into shock, and then returns to the arms of God......

Thinking like this, Fan Bizhuang couldn't help but chill for a while, he didn't want the next day's "Xiaocheng Evening News" to report that the old man died of anger, and the Chinese player Fan Bizhuang was suspected of being the culprit, so he hurriedly walked closer, hesitated and said, "Are you okay?" It's all my fault, don't get angry, let's talk about something, can't I apologize to you and admit my mistakes? Don't be angry, it won't be good if you hang up......"

It's okay if Fan Bizhuang is not comforted, as soon as he is comforted, the old man Juan is even more angry, have you ever seen a guy who comforts people with a cold dead face? Have you ever seen people tell people when they comfort people, be careful not to hang up such words?

This...... This bastard kid!

"I ...... I...... Hum! I'm! ”

The old man Juan pointed at Fan Bizhuang, wanting to scold but didn't know what to say, Fan Bizhuang's "dead face" he saw every day, and he was used to it, this is really no wonder, he was like this, he really wanted to scold and couldn't find a reason.

"Stinky boy, you came back so late, where the hell did you die!"

Old man Juan changed the subject.

"It's over, everyone is going to celebrate, so I went and had two drinks." Fan Bizhuang replied honestly, and then said in confusion, "I'll come back sooner or later, it doesn't seem to be your old business, right?" ”

"You...... I...... Who said it's none of my business! Damn stinky boy, if you come back sooner, where will I suffer so much! ”

Old man Juan complained and reprimanded again, he leaned his face over, and by the faint moonlight, Fan Bizhuang finally saw his appearance clearly, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The little old man's face was marked with a few black lines, and when he looked at the crossing, it was no different from a turtle's shell. That's not all, his hair is also messy like a bird's nest, and what's even more colazy is that the gray beard is also high and low, and I don't know who cut it for him.

"Laugh? How dare you laugh at me? When the old man Juan saw Fan Bizhuang's unhappy appearance, he immediately shouted loudly again, he pointed to his face, and pointed to the torn pajamas and pajamas on his body, "I'm really unlucky, who did I provoke, I was sleepy, alas, I ......."

Fan Bizhuang nodded, looked around, and said clearly: "It turned out that the family recruited thieves, this is a big deal, but ...... This thief is also lacking in virtue, stealing is not counted, and it is really hateful that he pranks you like this...... Hmm, that's interesting......"

"Recruit thieves? Interesting? Do you dare to tell me that it's interesting? Old man Juan completely erupted, "Where is the thief?" It's just a little witch! You don't know, this is the masterpiece of your little girlfriend, I was sleeping, she touched it silently, and when I woke up, it was like this...... She didn't allow me to sleep yet, but I was so old that I didn't even dare to close my eyes, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I came with scissors...... I'm ...... Stinky boy, you hurry up and get her away for me, my old man is not young, I can't stand to be frightened, hurry up, don't rub it off! ”

After saying it indignantly, at the end, the old man Juan added: "You said that if you came back earlier, I wouldn't have been tricked so badly, ouch, my beard ......"

The little old man Juan sighed with a depressed and regretful face, but Fan Bizhuang was completely stunned, little girlfriend? Is it Felisa? Why did she come all of a sudden?

In his mind, the personality is changeable, the appearance of the elf weird and playful little girl suddenly appeared in front of him, Fan Bizhuang wiped his eyes in disbelief, but found that it was not his fantasy, the cute little Lori was already standing at the door of the little old man's house, facing himself, smiling like a flower.

The moonlight shone lightly on her body, and the little white cat Christmas was looking at him with fluttering eyes, and the night breeze blew again, and the smile in the wind seemed to make the dark night extremely bright.

Fan Bizhuang smiled.

"Felisa."