The strongest blade in football

Chapter 23 A Walk Along the Maas River

They are both eighteen or nineteen years old, so naturally there are endless topics to talk about.

Especially Wang Nuo and Jia Xiaoxian, a pair of Chengdu fellows.

Since Wang Nuo went abroad in elementary school, he has never been back in the past ten years. He and Jia Xiaoxian sat next to each other and asked a lot about domestic affairs.

Then the topic expanded and talked about each other's lives.

Jia Xiaoxian told Wang Nuo interesting things in school, and Wang Nuo told Jia Xiaoxian about his experience of playing football. The two were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and they had nothing to do with each other.

Wang Nuo enjoyed this feeling very much.

After my father returned to China, he only called once in ten days and a half months. He was the only one left at home, and he could only chat with Iselzoi and the others every day.

During the offseason, he was even more busy with part-time jobs and amateur games, and it had been a long time since he had confided happily.

He looked at Jia Xiaoxian, this girl gave him a special feeling.

She speaks with a soft voice, more like a girl from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. There is always a faint smile between her delicate eyebrows and eyes, which makes people feel warm and peaceful.

It was also the first time for Jia Xiaoxian to meet a boy like Wang Nuo.

Compared with Wang Nuo, her life before she came to France was so boring that she dealt with exercises every day, and her social circle was limited to a few close friends in school.

In the third year of high school, I lived a life like an ascetic monk.

After coming to France, she saw a completely different world.

People's strange hobbies, various religious festivals, and completely different social systems all opened her eyes.

And the boy in front of him even gave up the chance to go to a prestigious school, put all his eggs in one basket, and regarded football as his life's career.

This is difficult for many people in China to understand.

She likes to chat with Wang Nuo, this boy is three months younger than herself, but he can't see the frivolity and naivety of young people in his words.

He is very humorous, and the embarrassing things in life are said out of his mouth, and he can always make himself laugh out loud.

He was sincere and open about his parents' divorce and the negative emotions in his heart.

When it came to the day when his mother left, he waited at the station for two hours but didn't get a hug, the deep regret on his face made Jia Xiaoxian couldn't help but want to hug him and comfort him softly.

From dinner to dinner, Wang Nuo and Jia Xiaoxian chatted for a long time. They both realized that it was getting late, but neither of them wanted to stop.

Brother and sister Issel and Zoe have long discovered the strange state between them.

The two of them didn't seem to have just known each other for a few hours. Judging from the attitude of the long talk, they were clearly a pair of friends confiding their hearts.

No one could understand what the two were talking about, but that didn't stop them from making noises, especially Iser's loud voice.

Wang Nuo has a thick skin, An Zhiruosu doesn't care.

But Jia Xiaoxian was so ashamed that he didn't know where to put his eyes, his heart was beating wildly, and he fell into a panic.

At this time, she suddenly felt a pair of big hands grabbing her arms.

When he looked up, Wang Nuo was staring at him, so he quickly turned his head away.

Wang Nuo didn't care so much, and dragged Jia Xiaoxian out of the restaurant amidst the booing.

It was already dark, and Wang Nuo and Jia Xiaoxian were strolling along the river bank.

The breeze blows, and the shimmering river surface reflects the light of the street lamps, like a layer of dazzling diamonds floating.

Jia Xiaoxian had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery, and looked straight ahead nervously, speechless.

"For a while, I ran along the opposite river bank every night, and when I ran, my mind would go wild."

Wang Nuo seemed to be lost in memory, "I was sweating profusely, and the clothes dripped without wringing, but at that time, my mind was exceptionally clear."

Jia Xiaoxian carefully glanced at Wang Nuo's profile.

His facial features are as sharp and angular as those of Europeans. Against the backdrop of the lights, he looks like a handsome sculpture, and she can't help being a little lost in thought.

Wang Nuo didn't notice that Jia Xiaoxian was peeking at him, and continued talking on his own.

"It was spring and I hadn't been in Liege for long. I had just finished the trial training and hadn't been selected by Standard Liege yet."

"My mother moved to Ghent, my father was depressed, everything was bad."

"I didn't want to stay at home, so I went out for a run every night."

"From my house, run eastward along the Maas River, calculate the distance, [-] kilometers, exactly one hour."

"This hour is the most relaxing time for me. My brain is completely free, and all kinds of ideas will pop up at any time."

"Sometimes I'm so angry, I can't see anything."

"I hate wars that are thousands of miles away. In order to compete for interests, innocent people lose their lives, but they don't care."

"I hate hypocritical media that want to control people's minds and play with people like puppets."

"I hate pretentious music. They don't know how to live. Instead, they exaggerate youth into a ghost that should be indulged."

"Sometimes, I also think about my parents' marriage."

"My father has always hoped to live a simple life and dissolve love into family affection, while my mother is just the opposite. She yearns for romance every moment. She regards stage plays as life, which is completely different from her father's concept."

"They were the most loving couple 18 years ago, probably because they didn't know each other well enough at that time."

"They are two types of people. The longer they get along, the less they can understand each other. In the end, they have lost the ability to listen to each other."

"It took them 18 years to prove that two people can't just consider love when they get married."

"Of course, more often, I'm thinking about my own affairs, about the future, about my football career."

"From the time I played football many years ago, I knew that my talent was neither bad nor bad. If I didn't work hard, I would never be able to play professional games."

"So over the years, I have been the one who has practiced the hardest on the team. If anyone has practiced more than me, I will definitely increase the volume and surpass him the next day."

"I'm always reminding myself not to slack off."

"Now, I have entered the echelon of Standard Liege. Facing fiercer competition, I should work harder. I enjoy this process of continuous improvement."

"..."

Wang Nuo babbled on for a long time. He had never said so much from his heart to a new friend.

But he just couldn't help pouring it out, he was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I let you listen to so much nagging."

Jia Xiaoxian shook her head with a quick smile. She took a quick look at Wang Nuo, lowered her head again, and muttered in a mosquito voice that only she could hear, "I like listening to you."

"What did you say?"

"Um... nothing."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

At this moment, Jia Xiaoxian's mobile phone rang suddenly, and she quickly connected the phone as if she had met a savior.

It was Lisa who called. They were going back, but they couldn't find where Jia Xiaoxian was.

Jia Xiaoxian reported the direction, and after a while, a white Skoda stopped in front of the two of them.

"I really envy you both."

Lisa rolled down the car window and sighed.

"What are you envious of?" Wang Nuo asked.

"Love at first sight!" Lisa smirked, "Wang, you abducted Xiaoxian, didn't you do anything bad?"

"Lisa!" Jia Xiaoxian called out shyly.

"Okay honey, I'm not kidding anymore," Lisa gave Jia Xiaoxian a meaningful look, "Hurry up and get in the car, it's time to go to my uncle's house, and we have to go to Brussels tomorrow."

Jia Xiaoxian nodded, but didn't get in the car right away.

She took out a pen from the small bag she was carrying, summoned up the courage to grab Wang Nuo's hand, and wrote a series of numbers in his palm.

Wang Nuo could feel Jia Xiaoxian's hand trembling slightly when he was writing the number.

"Call me sometime," she said, "I'd love to chat with you."

(End of this chapter)