Chapter 45
The Manchester United players arrived in Milan in the afternoon, and the main players of the two clubs finally met.
Ancelotti and Sir Alex Ferguson shook hands and hugged each other in a friendly manner, and stopped to take a photo in front of the media arranged by the club.
The two head coaches had a friendly meeting, and the two main star teams behind them were also sizing each other up.
Maldini was the first to extend his right hand to Manchester United's iron-blooded captain to express his friendship: "Nice to meet you."
After the captain opened the situation, teammates on both sides greeted each other one by one.
Cristiano made eye contact with Kaka in the crowd at first sight. They could obviously touch each other in the virtual space, but it was always different from the reality. He felt like a real reckless young man in his twenties. He couldn't help but be excited to meet again after a short separation.
He had to use all his strength to prevent himself from smiling too obviously and revealing his white teeth.
In order not to appear so purposeful, Cristiano went to Costa first and gave him a big hug: "Long time no see! Dear Rui!"
Rui Costa was suddenly hugged by his national team teammate. He didn't understand why this guy was so excited when he had just met him half a month ago. He felt that the opponent's strength was extremely great, and his back and chest seemed to be squeezed into one piece in an instant. He couldn't help but groan and cough.
And almost at the same time, he felt several ferocious gazes stabbing at his body.
Costa subconsciously glanced around and saw that his teammates were all looking at him. Not only his teammates, but even those Manchester United players who looked like they were good at fighting were staring at him.
“……”Why? ?
Costa put his hands on Cristiano's back with a little stiffness, patted him twice, covered his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Smelly boy, are you going to crush me to death?"
Cristiano chuckled when he heard this, and patted Costa on the shoulder as if to comfort him: "Do I need to be so strong? I just miss you so much!"
Costa was almost blinded by the cheerful and bright eyes of the curly-haired puppy in front of him. He was in a trance for a moment, even somewhat moved by the sincerity of his little teammate. He subconsciously raised his hand to rub Cristiano's head, but was brought back to reality by the strange touch of hairspray.
Then the next second, he heard the Ukrainian coughing heavily beside him.
Costa: “…”
Fortunately, Cristiano quickly let him go, and Costa noticed Kaka coming over from the corner of his eye.
"Hey Kaka!" Cristiano greeted in a low voice. Before he could stretch out his arms to hug the other person, Kaka had already hugged him tightly.
Cristiano grinned, he put his arms around Kaka's waist, buried his head in Kaka's shoulders and took a deep breath.
In the virtual space, he couldn't smell the aftershave on Kaka's body. This was also where the virtual space was always a little different from the real life. They could only imagine being closest to each other.
"Cris." Kaka whispered in Cristiano's ear. He smiled, and the fingertips of his fingers that were clasped in his arms turned slightly white from the force.
The media cameras followed him around like silent ghosts. Cristiano heard the subtle sound of filming and quickly raised his head, then smiled brightly: "Kaka, it's always nice to see you."
"Me too, Cristiano."
The two hugged each other briefly and then let go, and Cristiano walked to the next person with satisfaction.
After the bus trip on the night of the last Champions League final, Cristiano has become familiar with AC Milan's main players. He especially noticed that these main players seemed to be very concerned and enthusiastic about him.
Cristiano was briefly confused for a second, but quickly put it behind him. He could not ignore such enthusiastic kindness, so he went up to hug them one by one, not wanting to show favoritism.
——But Cristiano felt that these people seemed to be more distressed after being hugged by him.
Costa witnessed the whole thing and scratched his head.
To be honest, he even felt that Cristiano hugged him more actively and vigorously than he hugged Kaka.
Keane and Ferdinand also showed some doubts. They were worried that Cristiano would be overly enthusiastic, but now it seems that their boy just treats everyone very equally.
"It's just a greeting, we shouldn't think too much about it." Keane said calmly to Ferdinand, "Besides, Cristiano said he knows his limits, so we don't need to worry too much, right?"
"Yes, I think you are right," Ferdinand responded, "otherwise Ronnie hugging Costa would be love."
Keane nearly choked on his own saliva.
"But Kaka was very proactive, which is very important," added Ferdinand, who gave Kaka a point.
"Write it down." Keane nodded.
"Didn't you notice that Ronnie lowered his head when he hugged Kaka? He rarely does this. From what I've observed, he only occasionally makes this little move in front of you two and the boss." A familiar voice interrupted.
Keane and Ferdinand were caught off guard and subconsciously followed his thoughts. Keane said, "That seems to be the case. This shows that he is very dependent on Kaka."
"It's trust." Ferdinand corrected. He believed that dependence and trust were two different levels.
Keane nodded without objection. The two of them looked at each other subconsciously and suddenly stopped at the same time - who said that just now? !
"Why aren't you leaving?" Van Nistelrooy turned his head to look at Keane and Ferdinand, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Keane: “…”
Ferdinand: "...Why are you paying so much attention to them both?"
"Aren't you the same?" Ruud asked back. He smiled and tilted his head to point at Cristiano. "To be honest, anyone who knows him can see a little bit of what he's thinking, but everyone just pretends not to know. I felt there was something wrong during the previous game. Didn't you notice it?"
Keane: “…”
Ferdinand paused: "Everyone?"
"Neville, Giggs and the others smiled obviously when they saw Ronnie and Kaka hugging each other just now. I don't think they don't know this." Ruud shrugged, "But I didn't expect you two to... react so quickly."
Ferdinand felt that the Dutchman's words did not sound like a compliment, but that was not his main concern. He frowned and said, "Those guys...don't scare others."
"Not really. Those guys at AC Milan are not familiar with Ronnie, let alone us." Van Nistelrooy felt that Ferdinand was like a mother hen who was overly concerned about her chicks.
Ferdinand reluctantly agreed.
Keane said: "I think we need a private meeting to simply unify our attitudes and approaches on a few key issues."
Fanny: "…Is it necessary? I mean, this is just a teenage crush for that kid, it's totally normal, who hasn't had this kind of time?"
Ferdinand felt that there was something wrong with this statement. He twitched his mouth, but decided not to say anything.
Keane looked at Fanny, who quickly raised his hands in surrender. He had no intention of arguing with a Ronnie hair dryer number two.
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. I'll go and inform those guys." Fanny rolled his eyes. He shouldn't have said anything and gossiped just now.
AC Milan.
The wingmen watched Kaka and Cristiano walking side by side in front. Cristiano was gesticulating and saying something exaggeratedly, making himself laugh from time to time, and then hanging on Kaka's body as if he was missing a bone.
Their Prince of San Siro looked at each other quietly and contentedly. No matter how funny the other party's actions were, he looked focused and serious. He nodded in agreement from time to time, and always reached out and pulled the other party back in time when the other party unknowingly walked away.
“…”
It's too obvious.
Inzaghi sighed softly: "Fortunately, Kaka's upbringing and beliefs prevent him from doing anything more outrageous, otherwise no one could stop the camera from capturing something."
"Kaka will pay attention to this," Gattuso corrected Inzaghi. "They are not a couple who know nothing."
"Yes, they are not even a couple yet." Shevchenko suddenly interrupted, "My dear, your little prince is still in unrequited love."
"Honestly, Ronaldo was much more enthusiastic about Rui's performance." Crespo said softly.
Costa felt that he had become the center of attention again. He paused and said helplessly: "I can't deny anything."
"I thought that since the phone call a few days ago, there would be a big change in the relationship between these two people." Nesta chewed gum and said slowly, "Sheva, this is not what you said."
Upon hearing this, Maldini and other teammates looked over, with a hint of accusation of being deceived in their eyes.
Shevchenko: “…”
He is just an innocent Ukrainian who was harmed!
The two teams came to the dormitory hall of the training camp with their own special thoughts. Ancelotti and Sir Alex Ferguson announced all their arrangements and actions here:
"This is the dormitory where you will be training for the next three times. No smoking, drinking or making noise. Maldini, Keane, as captains, you should understand what to do during this period of time."
The two captains straightened their backs and responded seriously.
Ferguson nodded slightly, then said, "Great, then you can arrange your own dormitories. Training will start tomorrow, so enjoy tonight and get to know your future teammates."
There is a lot of teamwork involved in the training programme, which means Manchester United and AC Milan will become each other's teammates.
After Ferguson finished speaking, he planned to leave with Ancelotti and find a bar or something to have a good chat.
Before the two of them walked out, they heard Cristiano Ronaldo's brisk and loud greeting: "Is it a dormitory for two? Then Kaka and I can share a room!"
Almost at the same time as Cristiano, Kaka said: "Cris, let's go choose a room."
"What?!" Ferdinand took a light breath, and then he heard gasps everywhere around him.
Not only from Manchester United, but also from AC Milan next door.
Ferdinand: “…”
The main forces on both sides looked at each other unexpectedly, and then fell silent.
Ferguson paused and looked at Cristiano in surprise - he said that they could arrange their dormitories freely, but he meant that the two people in each team could arrange it freely! Why would his kid take the initiative to invite a guy from Milan?
Ancenotti was also a little surprised, but he quickly understood. Kaka and Ronaldo have always been good friends, and he should be helping his good friend to integrate quickly.
He smiled with relief, watching Manchester United's number seven grinning at their little prince with a brilliant smile as if it didn't cost anything, and their little prince also smiled with his eyes curved, revealing far more than the standard eight teeth.
"Yes, I think if the two teams alternately choose one person from the opposite team as a roommate, it will help you get to know each other more quickly in a limited time. Why not do this?" Ancenotti said, "The others should do the same."
Martini: "...Boss?"
Kaka smiled and agreed: "I think so too."
Cristiano noticed the glare from Sir Alex Ferguson. He stuck out his tongue and made a face, then quickly echoed Kaka's words: "Yeah, that's what I think, Boss."
Ferguson took a second to accept Cristiano's statement. He acquiesced to Ancenotti's proposal, waved his hand, and told his old partner to leave. The accommodation problem of the young people should be solved by the two captains.
Maldini and Keane looked at each other, and both captains looked a little solemn.
How to say it, given some of the current special relationships, first of all, people who are likely to fight cannot be put together.
Secondly, people who love to fight cannot be put together.
The balancing almost made the two captains pull their hair out.
The young couple, the culprits of all this, had happily chosen their room and returned to the lounge, dragging their suitcases.
"Oh, you haven't decided yet?" Cristiano poked his head out. "Is there any need to be so entangled? If nothing works out, just draw lots."
Kaka took the suitcase from Cristiano and said, "Yes, God will make the best arrangements for us. Good night, everyone, God will bless you."
Cristiano pointed to the room at the end of the corridor and said, "Kaka and I chose that room. You can choose any other room you want. Good night."
After saying this, the two waved to their teammates and went straight back to the room.
Maldini, Keane: "..."
They really want to hit someone, even if that person is the one they love the most.
"Let's draw lots." The two parties looked at each other and started writing little notes.
The final roommates - Gattuso and Ferdinand, Costa and Keane...
Giggs' eyelids twitched. He always felt that Gattuso and Ferdinand would start a fight at any time.
After returning to their respective dormitories, both sides remembered a small thing that they had overlooked - why did the person opposite them care so much about the matter of "living together"?
Giggs and his friends first formed a small group in private, excluding Chris, and tested the situation internally.
Giggs: Everyone seems to know something about what Ronnie suggested just now? 】
【Fanny: 1】
【Kean: 1】
Ferdinand: 1
Rooney: 1
【……】
【……】
Keane closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It turned out that this was all being performed.
[Kean: There seems to be something going on on the other side too, who should go check it out?]
The same statement was also happening simultaneously in the Milan wingman group next door.
[Maldini: If the other party is not innocent, who will spy on him?]
[Shevchenko: Find someone who is honest and reliable but looks intimidating (to avoid a fight, scare him first)]
[Costa: (To avoid a fight, shock them first)]
[Kafu: (To avoid a fight, shock them first)]
[Crespo: (To avoid a fight, shock them first)]
[Nesta: Why don’t you just say Gattuso’s name?]
[Gattuso:? 】
[Maldini: Then it's you, Gattuso, thank you for your hard work]
[Gattuso: My roommate was Ferdinand, maybe you remember? 】
[Nesta: He looks like a reasonable person]
[Gattuso:? ? ? 】
[Costa: I think so too, go ahead Gattuso]
[Gattuso: …]
Gattuso put away his phone and looked at his temporary roommate. Ferdinand was taking out dumbbells from the suitcase.
Gattuso closed his eyes tightly.
"Hey hello, nice to meet you." Gattuso said dryly, breaking the silence.
Ferdinand looked over, bowed his head and sent a message, then replied: "Hello, me too. You played very well in the last game, very impressive."
The message he sent out seemed to flash with holy special effects in the group chat - [Ferdinand: I'll go ask]
[Fanny: Wow]
Giggs: Wow
【……】
Gattuso suddenly felt that this task was not so difficult.
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The two parties, who knew nothing about this, are now carefully tidying up the temporary room where they will be staying for a few nights.
The two of them didn't have much stuff, and soon Cristiano had laid out all his daily necessities - his hairspray, his hair dryer, his facial mask, his skin care products, his perfume... oh yes, and the blanket he would cover himself with when he slept.
Only at the age of nineteen Cristiano had his own comfort blanket, but at the age of thirty-seven Cristiano can already do without it.
But when the soul of a thirty-seven-year-old entered the body of a nineteen-year-old, Cristiano got the blanket again and felt that it could be used again and should not be wasted, especially since he was only nineteen years old now. So when he was traveling from Lisbon to Manchester United, he hesitated for a long thirty seconds, but still stuffed the blanket into the suitcase as he did in his previous life.
"I'm going to take a shower." Cristiano said to Kaka, mumbling as he took off his white T-shirt and complained, "It was raining when I got off the plane. It was really uncomfortable."
Kaka smiled and turned to look at Cristiano. Cristiano was wearing slim-fit jeans loose around his waist. He was barefoot and had taken off his upper body clothes. He was standing with his back to him. The waistline and beautiful concave shape of his lower back were beautiful.
Kaka blinked rapidly several times. He had seen Cristiano's body countless times, but his heart would always beat as fast as a young man tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time because of various different "combinations".
Cristiano turned around with his clothes in his hand, and the bruise on his chest caught Kaka's eyes.
His brain cooled instantly.
It was the first time he saw the bruise on Cristiano's heart so clearly. Even though several days had passed, the bruise on his chest was still purple and spread, and still looked hideous.
Kaka took a breath and took a few steps forward.
Cristiano was caught off guard and pushed against the wall by his lover. He was stunned for a moment, then he noticed that Kaka was staring at his injury: "Oh this...? You've seen it before, right? The news before? It's okay."
Kaka put his hand on it. His palm was slightly cold, but Cristiano's chest was warm. Chris couldn't help but shiver, but moved closer to Kaka.
"Yes, I know." Kaka spoke softly, his voice hoarse. He clasped Cristiano's hand between his own, closed his eyes, and remained silent.
Cristiano did not move. He saw that his lover was pious and focused, as if praying for him. Cristiano's brows also relaxed gently. He stared at Kaka, and his eyes seemed to describe every expression of his lover and remember them firmly.
Until the other party opened his eyes again, he smiled, lowered his head and kissed Kaka's fingers, then pulled Kaka's fingers and pressed them against his heart: "I know this too."
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