The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 136

It is also tragic that there is another James in the world.

I woke up and found myself in a hospital bed.God!It turned out to be a hospital bed!I never thought I would be in a place like this one day.Even if there is, it should be the day of death.Now I have good hands and feet, and I don’t have any illnesses, but my head is a little dizzy. Why did I end up in a hospital bed?

It seems that Lambert is on the bed today, and Lambert is peeling an apple to eat.This is a standard foodie.I just watched him peel the apple first, then take a bite of the apple pulp and a bite of the apple peel, it was delicious, like a fool.

"If I'm not wrong, it should be the apple that other people gave me when they came to see me?" My voice was a little hoarse when I spoke.

Lambert's eyes lit up, "Are you awake? I thought you would never wake up. Great! I'm going to send this message to my teammates. By the way, you can't eat apples now anyway, put It’s also there, I’m just doing you a little favor, don’t thank me.”

I don't know why, but now Lambert is a little closer to me, and when we get along, I'm not as distant and shy as before.

I propped myself up to sit up, with an ugly face, "Then I really want to thank you."

Lambert quickly put down both the apple and the knife, and went to help me.

"What's wrong with me? I remember I was taking a nap?"

Lambert frowned, "Siesta?"

"Yes. Could it be that I didn't wake up and scared you so much that you sent me to the hospital?"

Lambert said: "No, no. I, do you have a memory problem. We played Atletico Madrid 3-0, and then you challenged the Atletico fans in the stands, and then passed out for some reason. We have been speculating whether Atletico Madrid's grievances are too heavy and have caused you some mental damage. You have been asleep for two days!"

I was taken aback, "Two days? How could I..." Thinking of the medical report before Christmas, I fell silent. After a while, I pulled myself together and asked casually, "Where's Cyril? He's not here." ?”

Lambert turned pale with shock, "You, have you really lost your memory? My God! Doctor! Doctor!"

The doctor quickly came in to give me a checkup, but I refused to cooperate. I felt disgusted in my heart, and my strength in my hand was a little stronger, so I accidentally pushed the doctor who was about to shake my pupils with a flashlight to the ground.I also felt a little impolite, but I was apologetic, "I'm sorry, I don't like people touching me."

The doctor didn't say much, I don't want to check, and he can't do anything.

Lambert was a little frightened. He saw me push down a strong man with a wave of his hand, and then he seemed to realize that I was a Godzilla.

"Where's Cyril? I want to see him." I looked at Lambert.

Lambert trembled: "Didn't you beat Cyril to the hospital? The sternum was broken, and I don't know if he has been discharged from the hospital now?"

"What?!" I pointed at the tip of my nose, "I hit Cyril?" I tore off the needle in my hand, and regardless of whether the blood was bleeding, I grabbed a coat and ran outside. , grabbed my agent and went to find Cyril together.

Lambert came back to his senses and poked his head out to look.

I was running fast, and agent Dominic was being dragged along like a stinky rag. "Run slower, slower, I'm not an athlete... My God! My God! Do you want to run me to death?...I won't do it if I pay more!...Wait...Cyril is still there , still! Don’t worry, don’t worry!”

The sound got farther and farther away, and then there was a heavy throttle roar.

Lambert stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Cyril was sitting on the sofa, and his assistant was packing things.Cyril is also a big star, with two assistants as standard, including a whole team dedicated to serving him, at least there are about 20 people.His manager was also there today, making a phone call outside the door. When he saw me coming with a fierce face, the phone in his hand dropped to the ground in fright.

"Quick! Hurry up and cover Cyril! I'll block first!"

There is chaos inside.

I look across the crowd.Cyril also sat there and looked up, with tears in his eye sockets, but he couldn't cry, the tears had all dried up.After only two days of not seeing each other, Cyril looked a lot thinner, his face was pale, and his black curly hair was not so curly anymore.

My heart hurts like a knife.

My agent Dominic gasped: "Speak up, we are not here to fight. Come on, you let James talk to Cyril." Dominic stopped Cyril's agent, "After all, this is The two of them are private matters. We are agents, but private matters should be handled by themselves."

Cyril's agent said: "It's all done like this, or is it a private matter? If it wasn't for Cyril not allowing us to find a lawyer, James should be squatting in prison by now."

"Yes, yes, James is not sensible, and he shot a little harder. I guarantee that he knows his mistake. You see, he is still injured, so he rushed over to see Cyril."

"If you know it's wrong, then it's gone? Then why did he want to hurt Cyril at that time? Everyone eats professional football, and James beat Cyril like this!! That's Cyril. If you change it, no one will care. Yes!"

The brokers on both sides continued to communicate and deal with it.

All I could see was Cyril.I don't know why I just fell asleep and woke up two days later, and during this time, I also injured Cyril.I really do not know.

Cyril just sat there, looking at me quietly.

I waved at him, "Come here."

Cyril walked over, his chest was still wrapped with a bandage to fix it, and he walked very lightly, as if it hurt even if he pulled it.He walked up to me and I grabbed his hand.

Cyril quickly intertwined his fingers with mine.

I want to apologize to him, but I don't know if he is willing to accept it.But he is willing to interlock fingers with me, which means he is still willing to reconcile with me.

I was afraid that he would not be able to bear it if he stood for a long time, so I helped him to sit down. "Cyril, you, are you in pain?"

Cyril said in a low voice: "It hurts, it hurts so much, I can't stand the pain."

There was a hint of crying in his voice, and his voice was hoarse.

I rubbed his head, "I'm sorry."

Dominic took the others out and left us alone in the ward, and I was able to rest assured and talk to Cyril about this weird incident.But I don't know what happened to Cyril. He saw that everyone was gone, and then looked at me. "James, do you want to tell me about the breakup?"

I was taken aback, "What breakup? I..."

Cyril nodded, "You don't know about this at all? I just know! That James is not you, nor Alan, he is another you."

I was confused by him, "what this my that mine?"

Cyril looked at me seriously, "We need to go to treatment. James, your multiple personalities are getting worse. One of you, it should be said that the 'former you' injured me. And after the multiple personalities came out You are unconscious when they are gone, and you can only appear when they are gone. James, I think you may be a sub-personality instead of a master personality. But it doesn't matter, we can go to a skilled psychiatrist, spend a lot of money, and always There are people who can heal you."

This is not what I care about, I put my hand on his chest, "What did the doctor say, you have this injury."

Cyril lowered his head, "There is a slight fracture in the vertebrae in the chest. It will take two weeks to recuperate, and it may take a month to fully recover."

At this moment, my mind was complicated, and I touched Cyril's face. "If next time I... I mean, if, one day you see that I have become abnormal, you must stay away from me, and don't be hurt by me."

"James, we can go to the treatment!"

I shook my head, "Cyril, this is not a multiple personality mental illness at all, it's something else."

But for this matter, I have no other way at the moment.It is definitely unrealistic to go to a psychiatrist for treatment. My soul should travel to other worlds. If I am really discovered, I should be sent to a scientific research laboratory.

The other me, Alan, these two people occasionally possess me and do other things instead of me, and I have no other choice.

What I'm more worried about is the other me.

He is over there, the final outcome, will he dissipate directly, or will he return to me.If he comes back to me, will his memory overlap with mine, or will he directly replace me or be replaced by me?

The other one I only came back twice, the first time I came back, I was weak for no reason for a long time, the second time I came back, this time, he injured Cyril, and when he left, he made me fall into a deep sleep for two days .What about next time?Why did he hurt me so much when he came over? We are all the masters of this body.

Does it mean that he is the master and I am the second.I'm like a puppet, only when he's not around can I come out to meet the sun?

But in that case, what should Cyril do?

I couldn't help being a little scared.God, I've never been afraid before.

"James, let me ask you." Cyril looked at me firmly, "If you had to choose, would you choose me or your future reputation? After being found out that you are with me, what will we do?" It's all over. I don't care, but what about you? You have been fighting for more than [-] years in football, will I hurt you...to ruin your reputation?"

That's a cute question.

"And then? What do you mean by this sentence?"

"I'm just worried that I will harm you." Cyril said, "People will say that you are a pervert playing with men in the future, and they will think you are a disgrace to the football world. What about you? What do you think?"

I look at him.

Cyril's eyes were slightly red, and he rubbed his knuckles, "I don't want you to be happy with me for a while now, but you will regret it later. Besides, I can't be so selfish..."

"I wish you would be more selfish." I kissed his eyes, "I'm afraid I'm crazy. When I chose to be with you, I was prepared to be scolded in the future. Isn't it just because I want to be with you?" Is the person you love in love? What’s the matter, love is just love. I love you, do I have to add a limit before my love, what gender you must be, what nationality you must be, what race you must be, Must be some religion? But I just love you."

"Cyril." I touched his cold hand and put it into my arms to warm it up, "I don't know if I will regret it in the future, but I know that if I wasn't with you, I would definitely not hapiness."

Cyril leaned on my shoulder, "Just say you love me."

"I love you." I kissed his lips, "I love you, Cyril, I love you." I said I love him while kissing him, and I kissed him dozens of times.

Cyril couldn't bear me anymore, and laughed, "God, I now know that you are a real passionate Brazilian."

"Then you should show a little more of the ambition and desire to conquer the Portuguese." I also laughed, "Bring your ambition and conquer me, and I will be yours."

Cyril smiled and gave me a wink, "Wait for me. There will be such a day."