Chapter 124
As his vacation itinerary was exposed and followed by more and more media, Cristiano had to end his vacation early.
He can't let his family be watched by paparazzi all the time. Neither his family nor Kaka's family should suffer from these ubiquitous cameras and invasion of privacy.
Kaka agreed with this, and although their vacation was not over yet, the vacation schedule ended early.
"I feel like there's nothing good about being a celebrity now. Even picking my nose will be photographed." Di Gan curled his lips.
He was photographed - even though the protagonists of the photo were Kaka and Cristiano, he appeared in the corner of the photo and was caught in this scene, which quickly spread among his classmates.
Kaka patted Digan's head and comforted him: "Don't be bothered by these insignificant people or affairs. The Lord teaches us..."
"If they continue to talk about you in the group or on the school forum, you should reply to them--" Cristiano pulled Di Gan over and gave advice directly to the troubled boy, "'Oh, what a pity, you didn't have the opportunity to be photographed by paparazzi. Do you know what it feels like? Do you want to know?'"
He imitated the tone of voice that sounded like he deserved a beating so vividly that Simeone and the others beside him completely laughed.
Cristiano raised his eyebrows, ignoring the family members who were laughing so hard that they fell all over the place. He patted Digan and added: "I guarantee that those immature kids will forget about you picking your nose and ask you these questions instead. Then you just ignore them."
Digan's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly in understanding.
Kaka stood aside and choked slightly, then shook his head with a smile.
"Of course, I don't mean to ask you to show off. I think you know this is not something to show off." When Cristiano saw Kaka's expression, he immediately added, looking at Di Gan with a hint of warning.
Degan nodded: "I swear I don't have such intentions!"
"That's enough." Cristiano spread his hands and looked at Kaka, "Right?"
Kaka had no choice but to respond. Cristiano was good at fighting back, and Kaka had to admit that in the school life of some teenagers, this was more effective than any doctrine, and Di Gan needed this.
Cristiano put his arm around Digan's neck with satisfaction and pride, winking at the boy: "Go back and try. If you have any more problems, come to me. I have a bunch of ways to deal with those little devils."
Di Gan responded happily, although it took him a while to realize one thing - Cristiano is the same age as these "little kids", right? Right? ?
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The vacation ended early and Cristiano did not stay in Portugal for long. On the one hand, most of the business activities and interview programs arranged by Mendes for him were in Europe. On the other hand, it was indeed time for him to return to Manchester.
Kaka was very clear about Cristiano's situation after the World Cup in his previous life. He was very determined to return to England with Cristiano. At least he wanted to make sure that this time the crazy fans in England would not do outrageous and dangerous things like smashing windows and villas like in his previous life.
"The club has given me two weeks of vacation left. I will stay here. Anyway, I have work to arrange in Europe and England. Living here will not affect anything." Kaka said, pursing his lips, as if Cristiano would refuse him to stay.
Cristiano looked at Kaka, curled his lips, and taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he leaned forward and gently rested his forehead against his lover's forehead: "I was planning to take you back to Manchester. I'm not planning to end our vacation so soon."
Kaka was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his eyes lit up.
Cristiano smiled and gently pinched the back of his lover's neck as if to comfort him. He pressed Kaka towards him and whispered, "I know, I know everything. I will be where you can see me, and you will find that it is not so scary. Besides, a lot has changed now, right?"
Kaka nudged Cristiano gently, and he nodded slightly, curling the corners of his mouth: "Yes, Cris."
"Well, does anyone consider us?" Hugo cleared his throat. He looked at his brother and their conjoined lovers, his mouth twitching slightly. "So it's settled then? We'll separate at the airport?"
Hugo paused after he finished speaking. He carried the luggage for his little brother and had to worry about some more practical issues. They could pretend not to remember the things that were being discussed on the Internet while on vacation, but when Cristiano returned to England, those things became very close.
"Yes, Hugo, I have to go back to Manchester, although it does take a little courage." Cristiano smiled, his mouth wide open, and took his suitcase from the other's hand. It was time for them to leave for the airport.
Hugo sighed, he loosened his hand, and then hugged Cristiano: "Okay Chris, whatever, call us if you have any problems? I assume you don't have to worry about the money for international calls now?"
Kadia and Alma nodded at the side: "That's right, if you want to say anything to us, just make a few more calls, you know you still have us."
Cristiano nodded, and he hugged his brothers and sisters with satisfaction: "I know. Thank you, I love you."
Elma smiled and pinched Cristiano's slightly red eyes. She whispered: "I love you too. No matter what kind of great legend you will become in the future, or whether you will no longer play football, you will always be my little brother."
Cristiano curled up the corners of his mouth, kissed Alma's cheek, and kissed goodbye to his family members one by one.
Simeone smiled as she watched Cristiano say goodbye to his family, her heart softened.
She felt the atmosphere of another big family from Dolores's family. There were not too many complicated and lengthy rules and etiquette, but they were tightly bound together like a cable.
As for Cristiano, she could understand why Cristiano had those attractive charms and differences——
A child who grows up in an atmosphere full of love, even if he has experienced poverty and hardship, is loved like a treasure, just like a real pearl, which is protected by a clam shell but has to go through all kinds of polishing before it can have a warm color and be stunningly beautiful.
Cristiano came to Simeone, leaned over and hugged Simeone, and said softly in a low voice: "I will miss you, Aunt Simone, thank you for accompanying my mother during this time."
He knew very well that it was Simone's attentive and interesting company that kept Ms. Dolores from having the time and energy to search for news and tabloids and worry about his situation in England.
His lover learned these wonderful qualities from his mother, and they seeped into his life like warm and silent moonlight, making him accustomed to them and dependent on them.
Cristiano looked at Kaka, their eyes met and they couldn't help but smile at each other.
It was night when we arrived at Manchester Airport.
Cristiano and Kaka, wearing baseball caps, came out of the covered bridge in a low-key manner.
At that time, there was no crazy tracking of flight information and invasion of privacy like in later generations, so the itinerary of the two was not exposed, so they took a taxi directly back to the villa in Manchester City very smoothly.
The villa is cleaned regularly by a cleaning lady, and there are also purchasers responsible for daily life who buy fresh ingredients and fruits in advance, so even if no one has lived in the house for a long time, the house is still fully equipped with everything.
The news of Cristiano's return to Manchester spread as fast as wings.
He arrived in the city late at night, and early the next morning, he received inquiries from Sir Alex Ferguson and various inquiries from his Manchester United teammates in the group.
Cristiano was lying on the bed, and couldn't help but whisper to Kaka that the efficiency of the British tabloids was as efficient as ever. It seemed that as long as they were in England, their paparazzi's abilities seemed to have received some kind of crazy buff.
"Yes, Boss, I'm back!" Cristiano returned Ferguson's call first. He raised the last word in his voice, and with a happy mood, he opened the curtains and stood outside on the balcony. It was a rare good weather in Manchester today.
Ferguson had just been raging like a tornado in the office, but when he received the call from Cristiano, he suddenly became as gentle as spring flowers blooming.
He threw a stack of complaint letters, ten centimeters high, that he had just received on his desk into the trash can next to him, and then asked Cristiano if everything was going well after returning to Manchester.
The cheerful and clear voice of the Portuguese boy came from the microphone, and Ferguson heard Cristiano answer him: "I'm at home, everything is normal, don't worry about me."
He smiled slightly, but soon turned serious: "Ronnie, don't go out or stay in the yard. Stay indoors, and stay away from the window."
Cristiano was stunned when he heard this. He almost thought that Sir Ferguson had the ability to foresee the future.
But in fact, it’s not that Ferguson has any foresight, but just this morning, the home of one of their players was smashed -
"Rooney's house was smashed by fans and he now lives with Alan," Ferguson said.
Cristiano took a deep breath.
"So remember my words, and I will come to see you with Queiroz later and talk about the next arrangements." Ferguson added.
"Oh ok, ok, I understand," Cristiano responded.
After hanging up the phone, he blinked and turned to look for Kaka: "Dear, I have some news that is neither bad news nor good news."
Kaka was lying on Cristiano's bed. He raised his upper body and looked over with slightly raised eyebrows: "What news?"
"The boss will be here soon," said Cristiano.
Kaka froze when he heard this: "Sir Ferguson is coming? Cris, is this a joke?"
"I'm sorry, no." Cristiano was amused by Kaka's expression. He climbed onto the bed, stretched out his hand to pull his lover's arm who was lying on the bed, and pulled Kaka out of the bed. "Hurry up, Kaka! It's so late!"
Kaka turned over and hugged Cristiano into his arms. He buried his head in Chris's shoulder and took a deep breath: "Okay, okay, I'll get up right away."
Cristiano had no way to deal with his lover who liked to stay in bed. He smiled and let himself be held in his arms until Kaka was willing to let go and get up to wash up.
"Wait, so why did Sir Ferguson come here?" In the bathroom, Kaka thought of this question while rinsing his mouth. He stuck half of his head out to look at Cristiano.
Cristiano was checking the news on his phone, trying to figure out why Rooney's house was smashed.
Yesterday, Manchester United played a friendly match at Old Trafford and lost 0-3. Alan and Giggs were rested. Rooney failed to score a goal in three consecutive one-on-one opportunities in the first half. He was booed by Manchester United fans and lost all his form. He played like a sleepwalker in the second half.
So that night, his home in Manchester City was smashed by fans.
——The main reason was the World Cup. Because of the red card incident at the World Cup, he and Cristiano shared the anger of English fans equally, and the spark that really ignited the fuse was this friendly match.
A big part of the reason why Rooney was not hit by fans on his first day back in England was that he was indeed England's golden boy. English fans would rather vent their anger on another Portuguese, but the Portuguese has not returned yet.
"That's about it." Cristiano answered Kaka's doubts. He was swiping his phone to watch Rooney's three failed one-on-one shots while explaining, "Waza's mentality has always been a little bit lacking, but this is just a friendly match. If it was a league or other game, the fans' reaction would probably be more intense."
Kaka frowned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine what kind of pressure Cristiano was under in his previous life when he played the game.
"Okay, don't worry about him. He lives with Alan now and is doing fine." Seeing this, Cristiano amusedly stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles between Kaka's brows. Kaka is a good guy, like him, so he doesn't have to worry about Rooney, Rooney will be well taken care of by Alan.
——Rooney, who had to stay at Alan's house after the training today, and Alan, who had to accept a new roommate after the training today, looked at each other in the locker room at this moment, and sneezed at the same time. Both of them looked bad as if they had a hangover.
Kaka almost didn't react when he heard Cristiano's words, and then he was speechless.
Does he care about Rooney? ah?
Kaka pinched Cristiano's face and laughed so hard that he almost spit out toothpaste.
"When will Sir Alex Ferguson come?" Kaka asked Cristiano after washing up, wiping his face and wet hair with a towel, "Do I need to step aside?"
"If it was just the Boss, there's no need to avoid it. I think he would accept it, but Queiroz is here too this time." Cristiano pursed his lips. He only trusted Ferguson.
Kaka nodded: "I understand. I'll go out for a walk and bring you some food. Do you want some seafood risotto?"
"Okay!" Cristiano immediately reported the name of a restaurant. He wanted to eat the seafood risotto there. He couldn't help grinning and teasing, "This must be the most expensive errand takeaway in the world. Mr. Ballon d'Or is picking up the takeaway for me."
"The Ballon d'Or winner is picking up takeaway food for a football legend. I think that sounds reasonable." Kaka kissed the corner of Cristiano's mouth and smiled.
Cristiano raised the corners of his mouth and slightly raised his chin to let his lover kiss him.
He was like a proud leopard. If he had a long, furry tail behind him, it would be lazily patting Kaka's calves at this moment.
However, the two people's idea was very good, but they did not have time to implement it.
Kaka just happened to have clothes for going out - he took clothes directly from Cristiano's closet - but before he went out, Cristiano saw from the second-floor window that a car was about to stop outside his villa, and Ferguson and Queiroz got out of the car.
He immediately ran downstairs and stopped Kaka who was about to go out: "They're here!"
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Kaka staggered when Cristiano pulled him, and then he followed his lover to the spa room.
"Hide! They won't come here!" Cristiano said quickly.
He looked around and then directed Kaka to hide in the storage cabinet where towels and bathrobes were stored. He threw out all the bath towels that were taking up space so that Kaka could get in.
Just as I finished doing this, the doorbell rang.
Cristiano ran to the door without stopping for a second. He saw two pairs of men's shoes of very different sizes placed at the door. He immediately took a chair over to cover Kaka's shoes.
He looked around quickly, making sure there was nothing that might give him away, before opening the door.
"Hey Boss! Queiroz! You guys came so quickly!" Cristiano opened the door, immediately gave Ferguson a big hug, and then warmly welcomed him into the house.
Ferguson was unexpectedly hugged by Cristiano, and he patted the boy's back with amusement and enjoyment.
As he walked into the house, his eyes swept over the debris piled at Cristiano's door, and he said, "Ronnie, you are so careless."
"What?" Cristiano paused and held his breath.
"You open the door without even asking who it is when the doorbell rings? I think even an eight-year-old child knows that he should at least ask." Ferguson frowned and glared at Cristiano with disapproval.
Cristiano breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. So this is what he meant.
He smiled easily and said, "I saw your car parked on the second floor! I opened the door because I knew it was you."
"Then why did you open the door so late?" Queiroz asked puzzledly.
Cristiano choked.
Ferguson waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about that. The fence outside your yard is too low. Even I can easily flip it over. It won't do anything at all!"
"And remember to close the gate to your yard. It's like it's shouting 'Come and visit me'. You have such a lack of security awareness, Ronnie." Ferguson pointed at them one by one, as if he came here specifically to serve as Cristiano's security consultant.
Cristiano immediately humbly said that he would record the improvements one by one.
Ferguson was satisfied with the boy's humble attitude. He looked around and sat down. "Are you the only one at home?"
Cristiano's shoulders, which had just relaxed, suddenly tensed up again.
"Didn't your parents and brothers and sisters come with you?" Ferguson asked.
Cristiano assured that sooner or later his heart would start to bleed because of Ferguson's questions.
"I'm afraid they'll be more worried if they come here." Cristiano smiled, "Look at Wazza."
Ferguson's face darkened again: "This is what I want to say today, Ronnie, I know you are prepared, but I don't know how prepared you are?"
"Not only are there troubles in private life, but also on the court," Queiroz added.
Ferguson nodded slightly. "Rooney just played a friendly match and he completely lost his form. Ronnie, the Community Shield will be your first game next and the situation you will encounter will only get worse."
Cristiano blinked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Sir Ferguson would come to his house just to say this. He couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Ferguson met the Portuguese's smiling eyes, as if he was fearless and nothing could defeat him. He couldn't help but frown, which made him even more worried. He emphasized: "Ronnie! I'm not scaring you."
"I know, Boss, I won't underestimate the fans, but I won't underestimate myself either," Cristiano promised, looking at Ferguson and curling his lips. "You'll see my performance in that game, and then you'll know I mean business."
Ferguson looked into Cristiano's eyes. He paused for a moment. No matter how many times he saw it, he would sincerely admire the determination and strength in the Portuguese's eyes. He exhaled lightly and curled up his lips: "If that's the case, then it couldn't be better."
He looked at Cristiano: "I'm looking forward to that game, Ronnie, let me see what you can do."
"You will be satisfied," Cristiano replied.
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