The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 141 Surrogacy

Today Cyril asked me if I planned to have a child of my own.

I looked at his stomach, and Cyril blushed in embarrassment, "What are you thinking, even if I am... I don't have that reproductive system, I can't give birth."

"Oh. That's it." I looked away, "I just want the child you gave birth to, and nothing else. If you can't give birth, then forget it."

Cyril grabbed my sleeve again, "Let's find a surrogate? The kind that no one knows about. Then it will be said that you were born in a one-night stand with another woman, and then you will raise it. We can also choose a surrogate." Choose, daughter or son, I prefer daughter, so I can always spoil her. Hey, don’t you like blondes and blue eyes? We can choose.”

"Who would believe it? Which woman had a one-night stand with me? Did you go blind, or did the street lights not turn on that night?" I laughed. "Don't think too much about it. I'm not planning on having kids."

"But I want it." Cyril looked at me.

I frowned, thinking that he is already 27. Other players at his age have already become the father of their children. Maybe the one who moved faster is now the father of two children.Is he old enough to be hormonal and full of fatherly love?

I have also experienced his age. For a while, I did have the idea of ​​wanting a child, but when I looked in the mirror again, I didn't want to.

To be honest, I really don’t look good, my genes are passed down, I’m sure my son doesn’t look very good, why bother to let my next generation also come into this world, and suffer from the vitriol I’ve tasted Woolen cloth?

I am indeed very lucky to be able to find Cyril, who has bad eyes, but what if my son is unlucky and can't find it?Isn't that too lonely?

But if it's Cyril's child... I thought about it, "Cyril, do you really want a child?"

"Is it possible?" Cyril clasped his hands together, showing [-]% sincerity, "You believe in me, I will take good care of our children! I can learn everything! Breastfeeding, changing diapers, I can learn! You Believe me, I'm going to be a very good dad!"

He looked like he really wanted a baby.

That's right, no one is like me... It's normal for a man to want a child who is connected by his blood to grow up in this world. The continuation of blood is something that is engraved in a man's bones.I'm probably a monster, and I don't want my own kids.

And even if Cyril likes me, loves me, and is willing to continue this relationship with me for the rest of his life, he still has selfish motives and wants a child of his own.Then wait for a while, will Cyril have a child and taste the joy of family, will start to tire of me, and then go to another woman to start a new family?

After all, a family should consist of a woman and a man, and then a child raised carefully together.

Not men and men.

I am not discriminating against gay men, I am also one of them, I just think that in a family, there should be women and men, women take care of the family, men support the family, and complement each other, so that the children raised in the family will come out after they come out. Will not be rejected by the eyes of the outside world.That kid is a normal kid.

If you want a child, the child is not a toy, nor is it simply a matter of feeding and changing diapers.A child will grow up. As the person who raises him, he must be taught to make him a useful person.As time goes by, the child's mind gradually matures, he will have his own thinking, his own way of dealing with people, and he will become another real person.

In 20 years, maybe he will understand me, maybe not.

I couldn't take the child I had raised for 20 years and said to me one day, 'I'm ashamed of you. '

I really can't accept it.

Rather than having a [-]/[-] possibility at that time, it is better not to have it at the very beginning.

"Cyril, it's not easy to have a child. We have to make a lot of preparations and take on a lot." I persuaded Cyril patiently, "We can keep pets, cats, or dogs, it's all good. , It also gives us a lot of warmth. Children are different, he may be an angel or a devil."

Cyril laughed, "Sometimes it will be a devil, but sometimes it will be an angel. James, I want to raise a child with you, so that when we are old, we can tell him stories about our youth, dozens Years later, someone will remember us. The dna in your body will be passed down. Human beings have been like this for generations. And we will raise him very well. He will accept better Education, with a broader perspective..."

I'm not a person with a very delicate mind, but when it comes to Cyril, I'm extra careful and fearful.

I don't want my child because my genes are not good enough; I don't want Cyril's child because I don't want Cyril to turn around and run to the normal world one day.

"But having a child will disturb our world of two." I smiled and kissed Cyril's ear.

"No, we'll be closer when we have kids."

"But I don't want to have a baby cry when we're intimate, and then you leave me to nurse and change the baby."

Cyril couldn't help laughing, "Would you care about a child?"

"I will, if he's going to take your attention away from me." I repeated, "Having a baby is really a very difficult decision, there are many things we have to consider, it's not that simple matter."

Cyril asked, "Do you prefer us to do artificial insemination ourselves, or go to an orphanage for adoption?"

I smacked my lips and didn't speak.

The atmosphere between us was a little stiff and silent.This is something that has never been done before.

Cyril played with the wedding ring on his finger, twirled it around, played for a while, and suddenly said: "I really really want a child, I'm not kidding. James, you suddenly changed A personality, turned into the old you, he beat me and scolded me, I didn’t feel scared, I wasn’t scared at all. But I was still scared at that time... because I thought we were going to break up at that time.”

"What he says doesn't count, but what I say counts." I said, "I'm the one who's in love with you."

"But what if? What if he appears again next time, and it will be like that forever." Cyril said, "I can bear it and not break up, but that person is not you. I barely hold him back. What's the matter?" significance?"

I am silent.

"If he keeps showing up...it's actually equivalent to you are dead. I've had a good relationship with you, and it's the end. You must leave something for me to miss you, right?"

"If you left a child behind, I can raise him with peace of mind and teach him how to play football. Without you, I should find something for myself to do."

"Looking at him is like seeing you, and I always feel that you haven't left me."

"There is a child, and this person of yours is considered a continuation."

When he said this, I felt very uncomfortable.Apart from money and reputation, I really don’t have much left for Cyril. I haven’t even taught him how to be a man, so that he can speak and act as he pleases. I thought before that I would always have my backing for him, but in the future Woolen cloth?What if I disappear someday, what will Cyril do?He is so stupid, don't be cheated out of his money, right?Talking is nothing but brains, and popularity is definitely not very good.

If there is a child...God, wouldn't he bring up the child as stupid as he is?

I touched my forehead painfully.

"James, James! Let's have a baby!" Cyril begged, "We've done it so many times, you sometimes wear a condom and sometimes you don't, and with my health, I'm sure I'll be able to conceive a long time ago It’s time for your child. James, just close your eyes and think it was born by me. When the time comes, we will find a gene with black curly hair and give birth to a child with a face like you and curly hair like me. How beautiful it is.”

I almost burst into tears.

If the child is born, it will be a King Kong.

Someday I will be photographed educating my children, and maybe I will be ridiculed for "Godzilla vs. King Kong".I really don't want this son.

But looking at Cyril's eyes full of hope, I could only nod my conscience, "Yes, it's really beautiful."

"Then that's what we've agreed on?"

"Not so good?"

Cyril suddenly turned his face, "Do you think my curly hair is ugly? Hmm? Every time you stroke my curly hair, do you just want to straighten it?"

"No, no, I think it looks good. I like your curly hair. Whether it's above or below." I said quickly.

"Then you want a blonde with blue eyes, don't you?"

I couldn't make any sense with him, so I had to say: "Actually, I want your child. Let's do artificial grants and use your crystal. You are good-looking, and I like children who are better-looking."

"We can have two."

"No, no, the contrast is too obvious, and it's not very good for the child's growth and development." I said.

"Then I want your child." Cyril said, "18 years later, it will be another famous villain in football. When we sit in the stands, each with a bucket of popcorn, and he scores, we will boo He, he made an own goal, we waved handkerchiefs."

"You're really a Real Madrid man," I said. "Speaking of which, what do you think of Crybaby? How about we stop artificially granting money and adopt Crybaby and his brother?"

"No, the crybaby has already remembered. Every time he sees me, he wants to die with me. I don't believe he will treat me as a father."

I sighed.

This matter is really difficult.

Cyril kissed my face, "Just listen to me. How about it, when the time comes, we will come randomly once when the grant is granted. No matter who it is, we promise to treat him equally, okay? Ten months later, the child is born Come down, no matter who we look like, we are willing to gamble and admit defeat, okay?"

This fool may still think that there is a word "random" in this world.But I prefer to believe in the words "willing to gamble and admit defeat".

Cyril is going to be a father!I smiled and nodded.