Reborn on Top of Football

No matter how long the coast is, there is still time to reach land.

After flying away from Jakarta for a whole day, Wang Ai finally set foot on BJ's summer night.

The car stopped on the side of the road. Wang Ai clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the dim street lights. This was a street in Haidian with few pedestrians. Wang Ai stopped the car and was speechless after getting off.

His name has spread all over the world and resounded throughout China. Countless people have learned from his deeds, chanted his name, followed his steps, and recited his glorious path with countless treasures, even more familiar than he himself.

However, no one knew that he was battling depression. At this moment, he was trying to relieve his suppressed emotions, trying to adjust himself from the street lamp, which he felt was warm and pure when he was alone in the police community.

Xu Qinglian also doesn’t know. No one knows. Who is the roundworm in whose belly?

The guards quietly dispersed and set up a cordon that most people wouldn't notice. One of the two assistants unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and the other opened his cell phone and searched for a joke. Kang Si reached out several times to hold Wang Ai's hand and comfort him, but was afraid of disturbing him.

He would not be furious, but she could still feel the surge of anger in that moment, and had experienced it.

She didn't want to add to his troubles at this time, even though she didn't quite know where it all came from.

For a long time, Wang Ai lowered his head and looked at everyone calmly and smiled: "Do you love me?"

Everyone looked at each other, and Zhao Dan's heart tightened when he was caught. He walked two steps to the streetlight and smiled brightly: "Doctor, you can always trust me, just like in the past ten years. No matter when and where in the future , you can trust me and ask for my help, I will do my best to support you and support you in everything."

Qian Ziqiang looked around at the two people who were smiling at each other. This was the first time he discovered that Team Leader Zhao had such a side. Although Chen Zhengwu had his back turned, he still looked ahead warily, but his heart was stirred up: Serve Dr. Wang, Are you actually responsible for his mental health?

Oops, this task is so difficult!

After listening to Zhao Dan's words, Wang Ai looked at him for a while, and his smile became more natural.

At this moment, in the van that had been parked on the roadside, the tape recorder suddenly sounded: "When the petals leave the flower..."

Everyone looked and saw Li Lin in the driver's seat smiling and waving his hand, Wang Ai smiled behind his back, and everyone was immersed in Sha Baoliang's long singing on this summer night in BJ City.

Xu Qinglian took a step closer and held Wang Ai's arm, singing softly beside him, which matched Sha Baoliang's voice, and the world was finally complete.

"I heard that people sing in many parks. Are there any near us?"

"Get in the car, I'll take you there."

"You know?" Wang Ai got into the car excitedly and lay on the front seat: "How do you know?"

"I haven't moved anywhere since I entered the BJ with you. I wandered everywhere." Li Lin started the car and laughed at Wang Ai: "It's not like you, who claims to be from BJ, and throws you a place in the city without looking at the map. Ask people, can you find a home?”

Wang Aile was so happy that he didn't dare to say anything. He really couldn't find him. How big is BJ? Let alone BJ, now he wouldn't dare to go to Shenyang or even Liaoyang for sure.

The car gradually drove towards Beihai Park. Li Lin introduced in a leisurely tone: "Actually, if you want to have a higher level, go to the bar. Aren't there all the bars in Houhai? If you want to hear the excitement, go to the park. But they are all old people." Songs, old songs from our parents’ generation.”

"Well, I just want to relax." Wang Ai took the water bottle in Marissa's hand and took a few sips: "I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm not a strong person in the first place, and all this potential has been turned into achievements. After that, my heart collapsed.”

"It could be..." Wang Ai was about to continue speaking when Li Lin's recorder came: "There are many stories in this small town..."

Wang Ai smiled and said: "Your hobbies are really broad."

Li Lin pointed to his nose: "The people born in the 1970s are just across the border. They can take on red songs at the top and online songs at the bottom. If you go on, I want to hear it. If you have anything you don't feel comfortable with, just say it."

"I have nothing to be unhappy about. If I were unhappy, would the people outside the window still be alive?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Li Lin was a little serious: "The public's love and hate are always similar, and it is easy to find resonance with each other, but you are different. They can't imagine your happiness, but they can imagine your pain. Just like you now, if you don’t say it, none of us can think of it, not even us."

Several cars were parked very close to Beihai Park. Chen Zhengwu and Liu Liang got out of the car to be on guard. Others, like Wang Ai, did not get out of the car. Wang Ai did not pay attention to the changes in everyone but looked greedily at the stillness hidden in the night. There are neon lights and singing in the depths: "My seventh child is about to be born. They will be in BJ as soon as they are born. In my family, they will enjoy the highest quality of fairness, and they will grow up happily, no matter what Wherever their parents come from, BJ is their hometown. But what about me? I suddenly discovered today that my memory of Liaoyang Baita is a bit blurry. Except for your brother, I can’t find anyone I can contact at any time. Classmate. Is Shenyang my hometown? What I am most familiar with is the training ground by the Hun River. Is it BJ? My house is big, but my BJ is basically my house and my cell. And then what? , where is my hometown? Where should my soul wander after I die?"

Wang Ai narrated softly and slowly, and no one spoke. As his narration changed to his perspective, we slowly understood his emotions.

"Germany? Tübingen? Coruña? London, Milan, Munich, Manchester, Madrid? Where is it?" Wang Ai sighed deeply and stood up: "Let's go with me to see and listen to music. Hum a song to feel better."

Xu Qinglian followed Wang Ai with her mobile phone: "I said hello to my family and said you were a little bored. Please go back after a while. The lion is fine now."

Kangsi added: "The lion will definitely be able to give birth within a week at most. Real Madrid will have no problem within a week."

Wang Ai said "hmm" without turning his head, but Anna took the initiative to step forward and stuff a hat, a pair of big sunglasses and a mask into Wang Ai's hands.

After dressing up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, even Wang Ai himself breathed a sigh of relief, and his steps suddenly became much lighter.

The sunset singers singing in Beihai Park could not have imagined that the "other people's child" they had almost talked about tonight would be sitting among many young people under a big tree. The dense audience would not have thought that the man who always ran on the green field and represented the height of New China's sports industry would actually be listening to the familiar melody with them. Young people who are falling in love and watching the excitement from all over the world will not think that their idols are more ordinary than them.