Chapter 251
For Cristiano, the best birthday gift this year was the Golden Globe Awards night.
As in every year, Dolores and Simeone will come to celebrate the birthdays of Cristiano and Kaka around their respective birthdays. Cristiano will spend this day with his family, and the next two days will belong to his friends.
As his birthday approached, Cristiano even had to clear out a small room to display the birthday gifts he received.
Opening gifts is always Cristiano's favorite part. This will not change whether he is five years old, twenty-five, or even thirty-five. What he likes is not what the other party gives him, but that he can feel the love for him that these gifts carry. This is the most important thing.
"What is this?" Kaka came over with hot milk. His lover was like a happy big kid these past two days, hanging out in his gift room opening presents. Junior and Luca were also keen on hanging out in there.
The two little guys are already very capable of moving on their own. If you're not paying attention, they'll jump off somewhere and give their German housekeeper a lot of headaches.
The only way to keep these two little guys quiet was to stay with them. The little guys looked at the gifts Cristiano received as if they were watching a peep show.
Luca was surprised at the number of gifts. He had never seen so many gifts before. Every time Cristiano came back from the club's training, the back seat and trunk of their car were filled with gifts sent by fans - they had been screened by Mendes to ensure safety.
Perhaps because of the Champions League, Cristiano has conquered those picky American fans. Although this does not mean that these fans will not boo him when the game does not go their way, they do love Cristiano, but their love rises and falls with wins and losses.
And now, their emotions are at their most intense and exciting, and they can't wait to present all their love to the Portuguese.
Cristiano took the milk from Kaka and said, "It's a gift from the fans. Come and open it with me?"
"No, you open it. This is your gift. I'll watch you open it." Kaka said with a smile.
He knew that Cristiano just wanted him to stay by his side, so he followed his lover's wishes and did not expose them.
But he looked around - there were gift wrapping papers opened by Cristiano everywhere, and there was almost no place to stand - he looked at Cristiano helplessly, and saw the Portuguese showing him a big happy smile. Kaka paused, God, does Cristiano know how foul it is for him to smile with his head raised like that?
He must know.
Kaka immediately rolled up his sleeves and cleared a small space for himself.
Cristiano patted his side, motioning Kaka to sit over, and then he continued to open his birthday present contentedly.
"Is this the voucher for the paella restaurant that Sergio gave me at the end of training today?" Cristiano unwrapped the gift, and the first thing that caught his eye was a few shiny vouchers. Cristiano's mouth twitched. Sergio was really something. He remembered them.
"There's still something." Kaka reminded.
Only then did Cristiano notice that there was a piece of paper under the vouchers. Sergio's handwriting was so elegant that he almost couldn't recognize what was written on it - [Do you think this is Sese's gift? You must have been cheated, haha! ! Sese’s gift is still on the way, so I’m a little late, the last one is always the best:)]
Cristiano: "...Honestly, what did he want from lying to me? For me to curse him in my mind?"
Kaka was amused and said helplessly: "Cris..."
"Well, I hope his gift is the best, not to scare him." Cristiano muttered softly. He turned to Kaka. When he mentioned Ramos, he thought of Pique, who had sent him a birthday present a long time ago. "Geri gave me a game console, the latest one, and game cartridges. After I unpack these, shall we go play games?"
Kaka nodded.
Cristiano curled his eyes, and continued to tear down other people's with a smile.
Benzema sent a set of bath fragrance series from a high-end French brand, just like last year. This time it was a tropical fruit fragrance. Cristiano suspected that with the long-lasting and rich fragrance of this brand, he would sooner or later become a tropical fruit.
James sent a particularly exquisite and small Ferrari sports car model, about the size of a Louis Vuitton jewelry box. This is one of Cristiano's favorite gifts. As soon as he opened it, he immediately found a suitable display position for the sports car model;
Bale gave Cristiano a set of golf clubs and balls, as well as a set of golf sportswear in his size. Cristiano guessed this was an invitation? He was always surprised by the Welsh's enthusiasm for golf. He guessed that if Bale had not been a football player, he would have been a golfer.
…
"What is this? A jersey?" Kaka saw Cristiano take out a Sporting Lisbon jersey.
He was a little surprised. There were many fans who asked them for autographed jerseys, but not many of them would send them the jerseys.
"Maybe you want an autograph?" Cristiano took a quick look and saw the number 28, which was his jersey number when he was at Sporting Lisbon. He must be a fan who has liked him for a long time, and he was happy to give him a jersey in return.
But he also found a greeting card in the package. He opened it and saw that the handwriting on it looked a bit immature, like a child's handwriting.
"Hello Cristiano, first of all happy birthday and congratulations on your well-deserved Ballon d'Or. I can imagine that the fans will ask you for a jersey, but I don't want to do that. This Lisbon jersey has my name on it, the number I chose, and I just want to be different."
Kaka came over to take a look. Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "This is indeed unique. I think it will leave a very deep impression on you."
"Yes, Kaka." Cristiano laughed. He picked up the jersey with some curiosity and shook it open. It was still the familiar green and white horizontal stripes. Cristiano's eyes flashed with a little nostalgia. "Sporting Lisbon, Pepe, Quaresma and others met there. That's where everything started."
Kaka kissed Cristiano's forehead and nodded: "No wonder he chose this jersey."
Cristiano moved to the back to look at the man's name, and saw the printed word "DEMIRAL" very clearly. He was a little surprised and paused for a moment, then began to calculate how old the young Turkish man he was familiar with should be.
God, this can't be that Turk, he's not even twelve or thirteen!
"Honestly, I wouldn't be too surprised if it was him." Kaka saw Cristiano's eyes suddenly widen, as if he was about to jump up. He laughed and held Cristiano's shoulders. "You probably haven't seen a short video about him. He was driving, but he was able to find a photo of you taken several years ago in just three or four seconds. I guess he really regarded you as an idol throughout his childhood."
"But his idol is Vida." Cristiano corrected that the Turkish defender's idol is his teammate at Manchester United, a Serbian.
Kaka paused.
Cristiano pointed to the number printed with Demiral's name with a smile, and he thought for a moment and said: "I have to write him a reply. He will get the No. 28 in Lisbon. And this jersey, let me think about where I should put it?"
Kaka took the jersey from Cristiano and said, "Just put it in the room where you display your jersey collection?"
"That's fine. Maybe I can show it to him when I get a chance. It will be very interesting." Cristiano grinned. "To be honest, it was not until this moment that I suddenly realized that there is such a big age difference between Melih and me."
Kaka raised his eyebrows: "Maybe you still remember Dalot?"
Cristiano: "...Shut up, Kaka."
Oh my god.
Those little kids actually became his teammates, oh, some were even his defenders, it was really amazing.
Kaka laughed softly, and suddenly he picked up Cristiano, letting Cristiano hold him tightly around his waist. He looked up at Cristiano and said, "Have you never realized what an incredible legend you have become in the world of football?"
"Of course I know." Cristiano first exclaimed when he was suddenly picked up - he was still holding Demiral's jersey tightly in his hand - then he raised his chin proudly, "I just sometimes forget how young those young people are."
"They were able to play with you, which I think is what they dreamed of all their lives, with their childhood idols," Kaka said. "And you made their dream come true."
Cristiano laughed softly: "When I stand in front of them, they will realize that I am just Cristiano, I am their teammate, that's all."
Kaka shook his head, and he smiled and rubbed Cristiano's nose gently.
He thought to himself, no, he was sure that in the minds of those young people, this was different -
When Cristiano stood in front of them, when Cristiano played football in front of them, it would only bring them a stronger, more concrete and more intuitive shock. That is unshakable.
So it is normal that there are always countless young people who are madly in love with Cristiano.
Kaka exhaled lightly, then smiled and said, "Okay boy, now let me take you to put away your gift."
"Then put me down Kaka." Cristiano muttered.
"No, I said, let me take you there." Kaka bit the syllables and emphasized his tone. He smiled and said, "Look, you want to hang a man's jersey in our house, so I have to do something to show that the owner's status is different. This is the minimum."
"...That's a boy! A boy's jersey! Besides, you also hung Ronaldo and Maldini's jerseys in there, I didn't say anything, oh, and Shevchenko." Cristiano said quickly.
"They didn't use my old number and print their name on it, Cris," Kaka corrected.
Cristiano pulled Kaka's ear in amusement and muttered softly: "...Why are you arguing with a boy? He doesn't even have a jersey that truly belongs to him. This is normal."
Kaka raised his eyebrows, but there was something wrong that the boy would flip through a photo of Cristiano taken ten years ago within three seconds - still crying - ten years later.
Kaka didn't say anything, but just patted Cristiano's butt, signaling the Portuguese to be good and not move.
"Put away your jerseys, then we'll go eat," Kaka said.
"I haven't written back yet." Cristiano twisted his body and squinted his eyes unhappily. "I want to give him a jersey. Which one do you think is suitable? Lisbon? Manchester United? If he likes Vida, the Manchester United jersey would be nice too?"
Kaka: “…”
He then remembered why the other party saved the photo of Cristiano crying. The Turk must have watched a lot of Cristiano's games when he was in Manchester United. After all, Vidic was in the games, and Cristiano was always crying when he was in Manchester United.
After Cristiano put away his jersey, Kaka took his lover away.
"Cris, he will like any jersey, I promise." He gritted his teeth slightly and told himself in his heart that he was indeed just a little boy, he had to be sober and not be jealous, but the Turk did call him... That guy's idol was not even Cristiano!
Kaka said before leaning over and kissing his lover's lips who was about to say something else.
"...Okay Kaka." Cristiano half closed his eyes, hummed slowly, and replied vaguely.
He almost forgot what he was going to write in his reply letter, it was all Kaka's fault.
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