Chapter 25
It was difficult for Cristiano to look at Van Nistelrooy's face the next day after the phone call last night, as it always reminded him of what happened last night.
Although there was no game, they still had to train on the field. Cristiano avoided Van Nistelrooy and turned to look for Giggs and Ferdinand.
Ferdinand and Giggs exchanged glances. In the previous few times, Cristiano did not shy away from Van Nistelrooy's alienation and deliberateness, so this time they completely broke down?
Giggs shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he didn't know, while Keane walked over to Van Nistelrooy and asked, "What's going on between you two?"
Van Nistelrooy glanced at Keane, frowned, and subconsciously glanced towards Cristiano. The big boy was heading the ball with his back to him, and the distance between them was enough to form a human wall.
"How should I know? Aren't we always like this?" Fanny sneered, "Does your little Ronnie's emotional problems have to do with me?"
Neville saw that Ruud was in a state of explosives, so he hooked Ruud's shoulders and changed the subject with a smile: "Who made Ronnie our mascot? Okay, Ruud, we know this has nothing to do with you, let's move on."
He said and winked at Keane.
Van Nistelrooy was pulled away for stretching. Rooney looked around, hesitated for two seconds, and then walked towards Van Nistelrooy and Neville.
"So, what happened between you and Van Nistelrooy?" Seeing that the captain couldn't get any answer out of him, Ferdinand turned to the big boy who headed the ball to him and asked with a frown.
Cristiano touched the tip of his nose and said, "Me and Ruud? Nothing happened between us. Why do you ask?"
"But it was obvious you avoided him today," Ferdinand said.
"...obvious?" Cristiano didn't believe it. They had nothing in common.
Ferdinand could see what Cristiano was thinking. He twitched his lips and said, "Of course."
Even though the relationship between the two was not usually very harmonious, at least Cristiano was willing to take the initiative to build a bridge of communication, even if it was just a nod, but there was no such thing today.
Cristiano: “…”
He couldn't explain it to Ferdinand, what could he say? He couldn't tell the other person that his partner teased him on the phone yesterday and made him almost cry because he mentioned Fanny's name repeatedly in front of his same-sex partner?
God, he really couldn't look Ruud in the face, at least not these days.
He has to slow down.
Cristiano waved his hand and said perfunctorily: "I'm just not in the mood. I'll be fine in a couple of days."
Ferdinand glanced at Cristiano, pursed his lips, and seemed to understand something. He reached out and pinched Cristiano's face: "Okay, adjust yourself."
Ferdinand's hands were so big that one palm could cover most of Cristiano's face - or maybe it was because Cristiano's face was too small - so that every time Ferdinand reached out to pinch his face, Cristiano had the illusion that the other party was going to strangle him.
Cristiano nodded and rubbed his cheek after Ferdinand let go.
Why does everyone like to pinch his face? When they were in the national team, people like Figo and Rui Costa were also like this. Cristiano curled his lips.
By the afternoon, Van Nistelrooy found that Cristiano still had no intention of paying attention to him.
He thought of the questions the captain had asked him in the morning. He pursed his lips and even glanced at the boy. He also passed the ball to Chris's feet. Such an obvious step was in place, but Chris just received the ball and passed it. There was nothing wrong, but there was no interaction.
Fanny was now very sure that the mascot of their team had a grudge against him.
Fanny laughed angrily. Shouldn't he have more reason to be dissatisfied and angry? Now it has become Ronaldo. Obviously all the advantages and benefits have become his, but he looks as if he is being excluded by him.
The more Van Nistelrooy thought about it, the angrier he became. Just then, Cristiano snatched the ball from in front of him and made two quick fake moves as if he was showing off his skills. Without even thinking, he kicked Cristiano to the ground and then kicked the ball directly into the goal.
Cristiano fell to the ground and was still a little dazed. Who did he offend again?
He sat on the ground and rested in silence until Rooney came over and pulled him up.
However, Van Nistelrooy didn't actually use much strength in that kick, and Cristiano was too lazy to argue with the Dutchman who was in a bad mood.
More importantly, the skin behind his ear suddenly became incredibly hot. He raised his hand to touch it, and heard a voice in his mind -
[The system has been updated, and the virtual space function has been officially launched. Please enter the virtual space within 24 hours and complete the novice tutorial.]
[After completing the novice tutorial, the host Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo and your partner host will each receive 1 Life Seed]
Cristiano was stunned by the voice in his head. Even when Ferdinand said something to him later, he couldn't muster the energy to answer. He just replied perfunctorily and ran to the sidelines to pretend to wipe the sweat off his face.
What is that?
He immediately dug out his phone from the pile of junk on the sidelines and called Kaka. The call was quickly connected, and Cristiano blurted out, "Did you hear that too?"
"Yes Cris, about the novice tutorial and the seeds of life?" Kaka lowered his voice, "I think we need to find a time to get together."
"I have time tonight," Cristiano said.
"Okay, I'll call you tonight," Kaka replied. "I think that should be a good thing. I remember when you won the European Cup final, it mentioned that our souls were rising steadily."
Cristiano was stunned: "...Why didn't I notice it?"
"Ha." Kaka laughed, "That's not the point. The point is us."
He paused, and without saying anything more, he just said softly: "Then Cris, see you tonight."
Chris responded and hung up the phone.
He silently clasped his hands together and prayed in his heart: "I hope that virtual space will be much better than video calls or holographic projections."
In this case, maybe they can directly change the long-distance relationship status?
Just thinking about it, the corners of Cristiano's mouth were about to smile so hard that they stretched behind his ears.
He rubbed his face quickly. No, he had to lower his expectations. Don't be so silly, Chris.
Ferdinand glanced at Cristiano who temporarily left the field to wipe his sweat. He frowned and pursed his lips. Didn't Cristiano even intend to retaliate? That kick was clearly Van Nistelrooy's way of venting his anger.
Ferdinand couldn't stand this obvious little action, he ran directly to Van Nistelrooy and bumped into him hard. Van Nistelrooy immediately jumped up in anger: "Hey! What are you doing?!"
"What did I do? What did you just do!" Ferdinand took a step forward unwillingly, pressed against Van Nistelrooy's chest, lowered his head and glared at him with a sullen face.
The anger between the two men seemed to be about to explode. Neville, Giggs and others rushed forward to pull them apart. Keane stepped in between the two men, pressed their faces with one hand and pushed them to the sides, shouting angrily: "Enough!"
"Ferdinand! Van Nistelrooy! If you can't cool your brains down, go get some ice water and cool them down! Don't go crazy on the court!" Keane cursed, "Go do a hundred sit-ups to calm down, now, immediately."
Van Nistelrooy shook his hands vigorously, looked at Ferdinand, then glanced at Keane, and was dragged away by Neville the next second.
Ferdinand spat and without saying a word went to the side to do the punishment task.
When Cristiano returned to the field, he saw Van Nistelrooy and Ferdinand lying on the side with gloomy faces, doing crunches as if they were competing to see who was faster.
He raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and whispered to Rooney: "What are you doing? A game? A bet?"
Rooney: “…”
"Yeah, yeah, let's see who can do it the fastest among the 100. Do you want to compete together?" Rooney rolled his eyes.
"Tsk, they've all started, what am I competing with? Of course, I'm definitely not slow." Cristiano raised his chin, "Okay Rooney, come and help me count, I can't fall behind."
Rooney: “…”
Are you comparing this? ?
Rooney collapsed and was pulled aside by Cristiano and forced to join the crunch group.
Van Nistelrooy pursed his lips as he watched Cristiano silently and consciously participate in Keane's punishment.
To be honest, he regretted the moment he impulsively kicked the ball, but later he saw Ferdinand's favoritism which made him even more furious.
The little episode on the court soon came to an end with the end of the day's training. Cristiano took a shower, quickly changed his clothes and prepared to leave. He and Kaka had agreed to try out something new tonight.
When Van Nistelrooy saw Cristiano lowering his head and about to rush outside, he overcame his awkwardness and called out to the older boy, "Hey Cristiano."
"What?" Cristiano slammed on the brakes and turned to look at Van Nistelrooy. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Very good, after the system's interlude, he could more or less look Van Nistelrooy directly at it.
"It's about training." The Dutchman said briefly. He pursed his lips and apologized simply, "I apologize to you."
"Oh, it's okay." Cristiano waved his hands. Of course he was a little annoyed at that time, but his temper came and went quickly. Now after hearing Van Nistelrooy's apology, he was fine.
What's more, he was only thinking about the problem in the virtual space at the moment. He nodded to Fanny: "Don't worry about it. If you apologize, I accept it, and this matter will be over."
He tapped his wrist: "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."
When Van Nistelrooy saw the boy finish speaking rapidly and then grinned at him nonchalantly, he knew that Cristiano really didn't take this as a contradiction. He had never seen anyone who could write his emotions on his face better than Cristiano.
Fanny smiled back subconsciously.
Seeing this, the others in the locker room looked at each other - good, the team alarm was lifted.
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Nine o'clock in the evening.
Two young men, located in Manchester and Milan, entered the system's "virtual space" one after the other.
Cristiano discovered that the space was an indoor space, which looked like a physiotherapy room.
As he was looking around, he found that the space seemed to be squeezed rapidly.
"Cris!" Kaka's voice came from behind. As soon as Chris turned around, he was pressed tightly against a warm chest.
Cristiano's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his hands to pinch his lover's face and arms, feeling the real thing: "Wow! This is incredible?!"
Kaka also held onto Chris in astonishment: "It's incredible... but nothing is more incredible than us going back to 20 years ago together."
He looked around, walked to the window of the "therapy room" and looked out, and saw that the scene outside was gray and white, while the room was colorful.
"It looks like the outside parts haven't been unlocked yet," Kaka said.
"Look, there are arrows here." Cristiano pulled Kaka and pointed to the small arrows on the floor and the wall, as if he had entered a small game.
The two quickly adapted to the new environment. Following the instructions of the small arrows, they finally figured out the purpose of this physical therapy room.
The treatment packages provided by the system are divided into primary, intermediate and advanced levels.
The primary level is aimed at relieving the most basic muscle fatigue and cramps, and it takes ten minutes for the effect to take effect;
Intermediate is for common sprains, muscle strains, etc., and the effect takes 24 hours to take effect;
As for the more advanced treatment packages, the two have not received them yet.
According to Kaka and Cristiano's speculation, the advanced treatment package may be able to work on more terrible injuries such as cruciate ligament injury and knee meniscus injury. As for the time required to take effect, it will definitely increase accordingly.
The treatment within the virtual space tends to strengthen the physical fitness itself, while also having a therapeutic effect.
Moreover, the treatment in the physiotherapy room is not restricted by level. Kaka found the treatment measures for Cristiano's heart here, but it was also in a gray and white blockade state.
On the contrary, Kaka's previous injury problems were easier to solve. Cristiano hugged his lover in ecstasy and jumped twice on the spot: "Kaka! Now I believe it! This is a gift from God! Your career will definitely be very long!"
Kaka forced a smile, as he was already used to his lover's pragmatic approach to God. What made him even more worried was his partner's heart problem.
He pressed Chris to stop, and put his palm on his chest. He took a deep breath and said, "But your problem is not solved yet."
It was like a knife hanging over his head.
Cristiano paused, then he smiled and said, "My problem won't matter even in ten years. By then, we may have unlocked other functions."
"Cris..." Kaka's face turned slightly pale. Chris' words made him think more of the last game in his previous life.
But he still tried to calm himself down, he quickly took back his words, and nodded, "Yes, yes, it will be in time..."
Cristiano immediately regretted his poor coaxing skills when he saw this. He hung on Kaka like a big dog, tightly pressed against him, kissed his lover's eyes again and again, and kissed his face wetly: "Don't do this, Kaka, my heart is fine now."
[Hosts can increase their soul stability value and unlock more functions as soon as possible by completing tasks issued by the system]
The system suddenly spoke——
[Host has completed the virtual space novice tutorial (1) and obtained the seed of life: the seed that breeds life, which requires special conditions to be activated (the activation state has not yet been triggered) (additional breeding environment is required)]
[The host has activated the virtual space. When in the virtual space, the external time stops. Except for the two hosts, no third person will notice any traces of the system. The maximum duration of each entry into the virtual space is three hours.]
Cristiano's eyes widened in surprise. "...Is this life seed the same as what I thought?"
"Unlock more features including heart problems? How are random tasks triggered?" Kaka's attention was focused on this.
Cristiano finally reacted after hearing this: "It seems that we haven't triggered random tasks very often?"
[System daily tasks include: completing 0/100 goals, completing 0/100 assists, Champions Cup...]
The system popped up a task page, and Cristiano felt dizzy after reading the long list. To put it simply, it was about brushing data.
Cristiano laughed and said: "Look, Kaka, relax, it's not a problem."
Kaka nodded slightly.
"Then what about the seed of life? Does it mean our children?" Cristiano was more interested in this, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
[Yes, host. Once the two hosts unlock the relevant conditions, I will provide you with more detailed instructions.]
Cristiano responded with interest, his desire to score a goal increased.
"Aren't you interested?" Cristiano bumped Kaka's arm, obviously excited. "Ours!"
"I'd rather solve your little problem first." Kaka sighed softly. He wouldn't think about it any more unless he knew that Chris had no worries at all.
He loves children, let alone a child with Chris, which couldn't be better, but then again, if he loses Chris, then everything else will be meaningless to him, and he will never be able to accept that kind of pain again.
Seeing this, Cristiano put his hand on Kaka's forehead, kissed the young man's lips, and said vaguely: "Okay, okay, I think I understand your feelings. Then we have to speed up the data. After solving my small problem, we will consider the next problem."
Kaka responded, and the two of them stayed together for a while before separating. Cristiano was already beginning to become curious about the fitness equipment in the therapy room and was eager to try them out.
"We can stay here for three hours every day, right? Whether it's exercise or physical therapy." Cristiano blinked, "Or do nothing and just lie together for three hours. Thinking about it this way, the next few years will not be difficult at all."
"When are you going to Real Madrid?" Kaka asked his lover, knowing that Real Madrid had made an offer to Chris.
"It's not the right time yet. At least we need to bring back enough trophies for the Boss like we did in our last life." Cristiano squinted lazily. "What about you? Is that the same?"
"Same as you," Kaka said, "after giving AC Milan my best goals and trophies, or when I have to."
Cristiano nodded. They both had their own plans and that was the best. Their love had nothing to do with binding them together. They were both one and two independent individuals.
Even if they are in different teams or even opponents, their attraction to each other has nothing to do with these external factors.
Cristiano held on to the last few seconds before leaving the virtual space, got off the equipment, jumped in front of Kaka and gave him a big kiss: "See you tomorrow, baby."
"See you tomorrow, Cris." Kaka smiled, and then watched Chris suddenly disappear in front of him. His heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and then his eyes blurred and he returned to his dormitory.
"Wow Kaka, you don't look very good, what happened?" Rui Costa happened to come to borrow something, and when he saw Kaka's expression, he couldn't help but speak.
Kaka came back to his senses after hearing this. He quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile, "Nothing."
"That's good. By the way, the news that Ronnie caused this time..." Costa sat on the sofa in the room familiarly. He mentioned the young player of the Portuguese team, looked at the junior he was optimistic about, and teased, "Is it because you were there?"
His Portugal teammates - with the exception of Chris - were all very gossipy about this, as Cristiano dodged all of their celebratory hugs and ran to the other side of the field, where they could only celebrate after catching up.
So as Kaka's club teammate, Costa got first-hand information.
Kaka knew what the media was writing about, and he nodded generously: "Yes, we agreed to give important goals to each other."
“Oh?” Costa’s eyelids twitched, and he coughed lightly as if he had thought of something. “So, in the future, there may be headlines about Milan’s golden boy Kaka running 50 meters and blowing a kiss to Manchester United?”
Kaka was amused by Costa's assumption and coughed: "If Sir Alex Ferguson was there, maybe."
Costa sympathized for a second about Ancelotti's soaring blood pressure.
"I really envy your friendship." Costa sighed.
"We are indeed very close friends." Kaka smiled.
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