Chapter 8
Cristiano's body temperature returned to normal in the evening, and Kaka was finally willing to move and go downstairs to eat something. Di Gan promised that he would keep a close eye on his future sister-in-law to ensure that nothing went wrong.
Therefore, when Cristiano opened his eyes groggily, what he saw was Digan sitting beside the bed playing handheld games.
Cristiano was stunned: "Digan? Why are you here?"
Degan looked up blankly, and then he jumped up in panic: "You, you woke up!? You know me!? Wow!"
Di Gan's huge noise instantly attracted Simeone and his wife who were still watching TV outside, and they immediately trotted in from outside.
Simeone pushed Digan aside and stepped forward to touch Cristiano's forehead: "Oh, kid, are you awake? How do you feel?"
Cristiano was even more shocked. He gasped and almost choked himself: "Aunt Simone?!"
He then saw Bosco smiling stiffly at him, and Cristiano then remembered that Kaka seemed to have mentioned a word to him last night, "we". He seemed to have caught this key word, but was interrupted before he could ask in detail.
Oh my god, everyone is here! It's all here! ?
The last time he met so many Wrights in his previous life was during Christmas. The sudden visit of the Wright family turned his and Kaka's world of two into a disaster. Simeone and Bosco's vague temptations and warnings, Kaka was stiff and exhausted to cope with them, and Di Gan... Di Gan was fine, he was always carefree.
Cristiano's heart started beating faster just thinking about the scene from his previous life.
"Good boy, do you know us? Kaka introduced us to you, right?" Simeone noticed the panic on Cristiano's face and his face turned pale in an instant. His heart softened immediately and his voice was so gentle that Di Gan couldn't help rubbing his arms with gritted teeth.
At this moment, Cristiano had just dyed his hair black again after highlighting a few strands of blonde hair. The soft, curly black hair stuck to his face because of sweat, making him look even more pitiful. Simeone felt that her maternal love was about to overflow.
她家两个儿子，一个自小自律用不着操心，一个大大咧咧调皮捣蛋，让她牙痒想揍的时间大于母爱泛滥的机会，而克里斯，上帝知道，从她第一眼在那场转播比赛上看到的时候，就已经心疼过一回了。
She looked at Digan who was speaking in a strange tone and gave him a look, indicating that Digan should call his elder brother over.
Cristiano quickly sat up. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat and he felt very uncomfortable. But at this moment, he was only thinking about how to explain why he was here first.
"Ah yes, yes, when we were teammates with him, we often heard him mention you." Cristiano said with a dry laugh, stirring his confused brain and added, "He respected you."
When we were teammates? Simeone smiled curiously. The boy in front of him was clearly in Sporting Lisbon, so how could he be teammates with Kaka in Milan?
But she saw that the boy's eyes were a little flustered, but there was no deception or concealment, so she asked gently, "How did Kaka talk about us? You know, since Kaka went to play football, we rarely have the opportunity to sit together and chat. Tell me more about him."
Cristiano didn't know how things turned out to be Kaka's mother talking to him about Kaka. Didn't the other party wonder why he was lying on Kaka's bed?
But thankfully, since Simeone and Bosco didn't think of this, Cristiano would not bring it up on his own initiative.
So he quickly followed Simeone's words and said, "Kaka is very good, definitely one of the most threatening footballers in the world - well, I mean sooner or later -"
Cristiano, whose brain was dizzy from the fever, would occasionally think about the issue of the timeline.
"His running is very intimidating. Any strong team will be on their guard when they see him holding the ball."
"He rarely gets emotional on the court, which is really amazing. After all, on the court, the opposing players will always try every possible way to irritate us, but he rarely gets irritated. He has such magic that anyone around him can be calmed down..."
Cristiano blinked and started to spill the beans. If the media asked him to mention other active players, he might not have much to say, but if they mentioned Kaka, even though Kaka had retired for several years, he could talk about him for half an hour without taking a breath. For this reason, his dear agent Jorge specifically forbade the media to ask questions about "Kaka" in any interview.
Simone couldn't help blinking and almost laughed out loud when she heard this. She knew that her eldest son was very outstanding, but hearing another person praising him so unreservedly, even Simone felt a little embarrassed, and of course, a little proud.
Kaka was startled when Digan urged him to go back. He thought something had happened. When he hurried to the door, he saw his mother sitting at the head of the bed, chatting happily with Chris, while his father was standing at the foot of the bed, listening quietly, and he didn't seem to be surprised.
Then he heard some flattery from Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo.
Seeing that Ms. Simone couldn't help laughing, he couldn't help but interrupted Chris with amusement and helplessness: "Cris, are you hungry?"
"Kaka!" Cristiano looked over immediately after hearing the voice and gave him a "save me" look.
Simeone and Bosco did not miss Cristiano's little expression. They looked at each other and smiled: "I think you must be hungry. Let's go order food. Is there anything Chris likes to eat?"
"No, no! I mean, I can do anything." Cristiano was flattered. He replied subconsciously and almost blurted out something like "I'm easy to feed".
Compared to the last time they met on Christmas, her attitude this time was so much better that he almost felt proud of himself.
Could it be that the boy's body made it impossible to associate it with those things? Chris suddenly felt that being under eighteen wasn't such a bad thing.
Simone felt that the boy in front of her, whose face blushed easily, couldn't be cuter. She had never experienced such pleasure with Kaka and Di Gan.
Kaka said to Simeone: "He likes salted cod, some salad, avocado and ham slices."
When Cristiano heard the food Kaka announced, he realized that his stomach was empty enough to fit a cow. He even made a "grunt" sound to show his presence.
He covered his stomach with a blushing face and gave a silly smile.
"You look very hungry. I'll have them serve the food as soon as possible." Bosco said, "Okay, then the room is left to you. We'll leave first."
Soon, only Chris and Kaka were left in the room. Kaka got on the bed and hugged Cristiano, resting his forehead against the boy's and feeling it: "The fever is gone."
Cristiano subconsciously looked outside the door. Although the door was closed, he was always worried that someone would suddenly push the door open. He held Kaka's waist and said, "Keep your distance. By the way, why are your parents and Di Gan here?"
"Come to see someone." Kaka smiled, and did not keep his distance as Cristiano requested. He used his arms to hold Chris in his arms, rested his chin on Chris's hair and sighed softly, "Cris, they are here to see you."
Cristiano's computer crashed for two seconds, and he suspected that he was confused by the burn: "Are you kidding me?"
"How do you think I got them to agree to break up with Caroline?" Kaka lowered his head and kissed Cristiano's forehead, smiling and said softly, "I told them, and they agreed, so now they come to see you."
Chris was almost dumbfounded by what he heard. It was so light-hearted, as if he was talking about whether to have steak or fish fillet for dinner.
"How did you do it?! No, I must have been confused by the fever. I need to ask Mendes to prepare a room for me to consult with a neurology specialist..." Cristiano muttered and went to get his phone.
Kaka originally held his lover with a smile on his face. "We planned to visit your home together today. Of course, it was just a pure visit. My parents insisted that we must pay a formal visit to leave a good impression of respect and attention to your parents. But the plan has changed. So, maybe change it to tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow? After that, I have to go back to Milan. I'm sorry, the club only gives me this much time."
Cristiano was dizzy and dazed by the whispers in his ears, and couldn't speak for a long time: "...Did you cast some kind of magic on Simeone and the others?"
"It's God." Kaka corrected. He and Chris' rebirth were the guidance and miracle of God.
Cristiano: “…”
Has God really decided to be a good guy? Oh my god!
"Tomorrow, I'll call Ms. Dolores!" Cristiano jumped up like a rabbit, his face still flushed, but he rushed to the window and took out his cell phone to make a call.
Kaka stared at the boy's long, straight legs. His ankles were distinct, his Achilles tendons were long and delicate, his calves were well-proportioned and straight, and his thighs were muscular and beautiful.
"Hello, Mom?" Cristiano tilted his head and held the phone to his ear. While talking on the phone, he noticed his lover's gaze. He turned around with some pride and showed his body to her in all directions without hesitation.
Although his muscles are not as full as in his previous life, the young body has its own charm. As a man, Cristiano knows very well how good-looking his body is and how attractive it is to Kaka.
Kaka froze, then had to pull the quilt on the bed to cover his already reactive half body. He took a few deep breaths and had to cover his face.
This is very Cristiano indeed.
"I have a very important friend who is coming to my house to play tomorrow. His parents will also come, and his younger brother!" Cristiano reported quickly.
Dolores on the other end of the phone readily agreed: "Is it your teammate?"
"Almost! Not yet, but definitely in the future!" Cristiano replied.
"I never thought that the first stranger you brought home would be a boy." Alma's teasing voice came from the other end of the phone.
Cristiano choked, then snorted: "Then you'd better get used to it. I will only bring him back in the future."
This time it was the person on the other end of the phone who choked.
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