The Godfather of Football

Some people say that time can make people forget many things, even some things we once thought we would never forget.

As the elevator descended rapidly, the whole person felt a little weightless, which made Eliza, who was staring at the numbers jumping on the control panel beside the elevator door, recall some things she had forgotten for a long time.

She will never forget that on December 24, Christmas Eve, her 20th birthday, she received the most painful and sad gift in her life, breaking up!

There was no reason, no signs, and she was not even given any psychological preparation!

That night was colder than now, and it was snowing. She put on her new clothes and dressed up seriously for an afternoon. She booked a seat in his favorite restaurant where she could enjoy the night view of Paris, because he said that there was a panoramic view of the beauty of the whole of Paris, and she also booked a romantic candlelight dinner.

At that time, their partnership company was in financial crisis, and life was difficult every day. No one liked the things he designed. Frustration and desolation occupied his soul, but she did not. She was still full of confidence in the future, because she believed that this man with the same name as the French contemporary artist Rodin would definitely become the world's best designer, and she never doubted her vision.

Therefore, the opposition of her family could not stop her, and even she, who had always been very conservative because her parents divorced when she was young, had already planned to give him everything she had most precious to prove her confidence and feelings for him.

But this night, she did not wait for the man named Auguste, but only waited for a phone call.

Her mother called and told her one thing, that a man named Auguste, the man for whom she was willing to give up everything, even her mother, chose the latter between her and money, status, fame and fortune.

Sometimes, men are cowardly, so after that night, she never met the man named August again, and she never received any news about this man again. It was as if he had completely disappeared from her life.

At the beginning, she was like crazy, thinking about him all the time, and couldn't figure out one thing, why?

Could it be that money, fame, and status are really that important to him?

Or, has it been that I have always overestimated my importance, and I am not as important to him as I imagined? Just a woman who can be abandoned at any time and anywhere?

She did not return home and to her mother's side as her mother wished, because she couldn't stand it all, so she chose to leave and went to her father's hometown, the Netherlands, where she continued her studies and continued to use time, the universal healing elixir, to soothe her wounded heart.

Thinking of this, Eliza's mouth curled up into a moving smile, but it was very cold, a bit like she was mocking her weakness back then, because if she remembered correctly, she also took the elevator down that night, and the feeling of weightlessness almost made her fall down, and that night, she cried so hard that her eyes were almost blinded.

If it happens again, how can I cry for such a man again?

With a ding, the elevator arrived.

As the elevator door slowly opened, Eliza, who was about to step out, was startled by the man standing in front of the elevator, and the man seemed to be frightened by the woman in the elevator door that suddenly opened. He was unprepared and his face turned pale.

He was originally very white. Eliza used to think that his whiteness was a kind of charm, but now it seems to be a kind of pathology.

Men should have a little masculinity, a little responsibility, and be able to carry women and families on their shoulders.

The two looked at each other, without speaking for a long time. The elevator door slowly closed. The man outside was startled and quickly reached out and inserted his hand in the middle of the door. Fortunately, the elevator had a function to prevent hand pinching, and it slowly opened again.

"Long time no see." The man walked into the elevator and stood beside Eliza, straight and upright, his pale face regained some color.

Eliza looked ahead. She certainly knew that with his current status, it was not difficult for him to find the hotel where he was staying, so she was not surprised at all that he came to her. She was surprised that she was not angry.

You know, in the first two years, she kept telling herself that if she saw this man again, she must cut him into pieces, and even take a knife to dig out his heart to see if it was still red. She had imagined countless ways and words to torture him and hate him for such a meeting.

But now, suddenly seeing him and meeting him, she found that she didn't hate him anymore.

God, is this world crazy? Or is it not the world that is crazy, but me?

Auguste did not speak. He looked at Eliza, who was even more beautiful than before.

In the past, Eliza was a famous beauty in the Parisian social circle, but at that time, she was young, talented, and of noble birth. She did not care about the secular world at all. She always said that she did not care about anyone she did not like, even if he was the prince of Monaco, and she would love anyone she liked, even if he was a beggar on the street.

And her greatest wish is to help her lover realize the biggest dream of life!

Paris is a very realistic place, especially in the circle they are in, where only new people laugh and old people cry. In just a few years, everyone has forgotten the talented girl who was popular throughout Paris and fascinated countless men.

Only he never dared to forget!

There was a dead silence in the elevator. Eliza did not move at all, looking at the elevator control panel, while August looked at her, as if he was looking at a rare treasure that he once had, but lost, and now appeared in front of him again, but he could not say anything, and finally could only stammer, "How are you recently?"

Eliza opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but closed it again.

Such a slight movement, in August's eyes, was so beautiful and moving, touching the deepest string in his heart, which was still playing for a long time and could not calm down for a long time.

"Let's find a place to sit down..." August finally mustered up the courage, but in the end he pleaded, "...Okay?"

This time, Eliza turned her head and looked at the man, her face as cold as frost, expressionless, "Aren't you afraid?"

August's mouth twitched, obviously not knowing how to answer.

Yes, he has been very conflicted over the years, afraid to see her, but hoping to see her. These two conflicting feelings have been tangled and tortured in his heart, and he feels very painful.

This time he finally saw Eliza again, and he found that after so many years, many things were not as he imagined. Eliza did not yell at him or even fight him as he thought. She looked very calm, as if she had no anger at all. Was it because of the man named Ye Qiu?

He used to be afraid of being beaten and scolded, because he was now a well-known figure in Paris. If he was beaten and scolded, he would become a laughing stock in the world. But now, he suddenly found that if he was not beaten or scolded, his heart would be even more uncomfortable. He seemed to have lost something very, very important.

Before he saw some things again, he could still feel that he had them, but after seeing them, he found that he had lost them.

The two finally came to the hotel's cafe, each ordered a cup of coffee, and chose a seat by the window to sit down.

"What is your relationship with Ye Qiu?" August finally couldn't help but be silent and asked.

He had heard of Ye Qiu. That luxurious wedding of the century attracted the attention of the whole world, especially Ye Qiu's proposal in public after winning the Champions League final. This was also regarded by countless young people as the most romantic thing in the world, and countless women prayed that they could meet a man like Ye Qiu.

Seeing Eliza and Ye Qiu so close yesterday, August always felt a little sad. He knew Eliza's arrogant personality very well. Being Ye Qiu's lover was not something she could accept. But seeing how close they were yesterday, what kind of relationship were they in?

"Is this important to you?" Eliza's tone was still very cold. After she finished speaking, she raised the corner of her mouth, "I have heard a lot about you. Why? Suddenly you like women again?" Her words were full of sarcasm.

If someone else said this, August would definitely slap him, but when Eliza said this, he could only smile bitterly.

Eliza Moon, this is a hurdle in his heart forever, which he can't cross, forget, erase, or wave away!

"Are you afraid that I will ask this question?" After August smiled bitterly, he suddenly noticed something in Eliza's eyes. He knew Eliza very well. Even after so many years, he still knew her, especially when she lied and wanted to cover up something, there would always be a very subtle flicker in her eyes.

Eliza stared at him coldly without saying anything.

But for August, silence was equal to acquiescence.

Suddenly, he understood a little why she didn't hate him!

Because, to her, he was no longer important at all. In her heart, someone was more important than him!

When a woman devotes all her feelings to love a man, it is impossible for her to hate another man.

Hate comes from love, and the reason for hatred is that there is still love. Without love, there is no hatred.

This is definitely not the news August wants to hear. His face turned pale again, sickly white, without blood.

"Don't interfere in my affairs, or worry more about your own body!" Eliza still sneered.

Everyone who has been in the circle knows that August's sickly white is not just weakness, but also drugs.

"Does he know?" August took a deep breath and restored a little blood color to himself.

"It's none of your business!" Eliza was still very cold.

After hearing this, August shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Even if... just as a friend, can't you show some concern?"

"Yes!" Eliza answered without hesitation, "I never like others to interfere in my affairs, before and now."

August was not angry, because facing Eliza, he couldn't get angry at all. He just smiled bitterly and asked a question that even he thought was stupid, "What is so attractive about him? Is it worth it for you to do so much for him?"

Eliza looked at August with disdain in her eyes, "He has many, many, many shortcomings, but there is one thing about him that is definitely better than you, that is, he is braver than you!"

"Brave?" August muttered the word again, somewhat regretfully.

"When you encounter difficulties, you will blame others and give up on yourself, but he is as confident and strong as ever, working hard to find a solution; when you are questioned, you choose to endure it, but he dares to resist; with you, I feel like a nanny taking care of a child, and when I'm with him, I feel like he's like an umbrella that protects me from the wind and rain. For me, he dared to shake his fist at a man who was several times bigger than him. ,You dare?"

The corners of August's mouth twitched a few times and he said nothing, because these are his shortcomings and weaknesses.

In fact, when he and Eliza were together, the latter was the backbone, while he seemed more like a appendage.

When a woman is a strong woman in front of herself, but is as docile as a lamb in front of other men, should a man as a man reflect on himself? Why is this happening?

"The best thing about him than you is that even though he has gone from being an unknown boy to being famous today, he seems to have changed a lot, but in his heart, he is still Ye Qiu. He I can still give up everything for something like I did back then!”

This is also August's biggest heartache, because back then he gave up his love for money, fame, fortune and status.

Over the years, he has made countless excuses for himself, such as that woman is very strong, so strong that he has to obey her in everything, as if she is the only one who is right in everything in the world, and everyone else is wrong.

Also, that woman is extremely conservative and has a phobia about marriage. They have been dating for two years and will not let her touch her except holding hands. Isn’t it weird for such a woman to appear in Paris and in the fashion circle?

He could find a lot of reasons to put all the blame on Eliza, but he couldn't lie to himself, so over the years, he had to use other ways and means to force himself to forget these unpleasant things. Memories that I would like to think of.

"It seems...he is very good to you!" August said with frustration, "but his wife..."

"You don't need to care about these!" Eliza interrupted him, not letting him continue to talk or ask.

After a pause, she took a deep breath and said, "August." This was the first time she had been called by this name in so many years.

"I used to hate you, but I don't hate you anymore, but I don't want to have anything to do with people like you anymore, so from now on, I hope we won't meet again and don't force me to hate you again. you!"

After saying these words, Eliza no longer had the coldness she had before, but she was still emotionless because she had invested all her emotions in others.

She didn't know when it started. It might have been the day he waved his fist at Huizinge and knocked the Dutch man down in front of Eliza; or it might have been that dark night. , they were on the Lelystad embankment. She closed her eyes, opened her arms, and put everything including her life into his hands, just like the heroine in Titanic, embracing the IJsselmeer. .

Or on the day he decided to leave Ajax, under the Arena Stadium, he told her that between coaching Barcelona, ​​success and her, he would always choose without hesitation. she.

or……

She didn't know, really didn't know.

I believe that if August hadn't suddenly appeared in front of her and she suddenly realized that she couldn't hate him at all, she would never have discovered this secret that was hidden deep in her heart.

Some love is obvious and vigorous, attracting the attention of the whole world; some love is hidden so deeply that even the person involved may not know it or notice it, but only suddenly discovers it after encountering something. The presence.

It turns out that inadvertently, you have replaced him forever!

Eliza's head was full of thoughts about Ye Qiu and all the things that happened between her and Ye Qiu in the past, which made her head a little confused. Even when August left, she couldn't muster the energy to say goodbye. , she was thinking about Ye Qiu.

Therefore, when Ye Qiu suddenly appeared in front of her, she was shocked. Her face was as red as a tomato, her heart was beating very fast, and she was so panicked that it was as if she had taken off all her clothes and stood in front of Ye Qiu. She didn't know why it was like this. She completely lost the calmness and calmness she had in front of Ye Qiu.

"Are you sick?" Ye Qiu sat down in front of her carelessly and reached out to cover her forehead.

When her hand came into contact with her pink forehead, Eliza couldn't help but clenched her fists nervously. She completely lost her strength. She just looked at Ye Qiu in front of her with a concerned look on her face. She completely lost her mind. .

"No fever!" Ye Qiu muttered and retracted his hand, "You don't have a fever, why are you so nervous?"

It was rare that Eliza didn't talk back?

This made Ye Qiu strange, because in the past, this girl would have retorted directly, and even hit Ye Qiu a few more times to retaliate, but today it seemed a bit abnormal?

It must be because of the man who just left!

Ye Qiu was certain in his heart. When he just walked into the coffee shop, he happened to see the man he met at the TV station headquarters last night walking into the elevator. He always had a good memory, especially for those men who were more handsome than himself, he would definitely not make mistakes.

"Who was the man who came to see you just now?" Ye Qiu asked.

Eliza picked up a cup of coffee absent-mindedly, and when she heard it, her hand shook and she spilled it directly.