Chapter 10

When Gao shunyao asked Li Ze questions, Li Ze noticed that they had already gone back to their residence.

Tokyo's rooms are always very small. After Gao shunyao blurted out his question, Li Ze found that he didn't even have a place to avoid it.

There are only two people in the whole room, and this problem is directly in front of us.

"Lao Li, tell me the truth, have you ever played football before? You don't summarize all these things yourself, do you? "

It seems that Gao shunyao's problem is not rare, but this time, it's Li Ze's turn to be stunned. Different from Gao shunyao's embarrassment and helplessness after he was asked, Li Ze's face became heavy as soon as Gao shunyao's question came out.

His face change is so obvious, is Gao shunyao such a dull person, also at a glance to see his displeasure. He didn't know what he had said wrong, but he didn't scold him, so he changed his face. He should have uncovered the scar of the other party.

"Lao Li, if I say something wrong, don't care..."

Although Gao shunyao is not clever, he also knows that he should be careful when talking with his friends. Seeing that Li Ze's face is not right, he hastens to make up for it.

"Nothing. I've played before." As if suddenly awakened, Li Ze did not let him go on, he forced a smile to admit Gao shunyao's guess. He doesn't want Gao shunyao to apologize to him. It's him who speaks even worse today.

It's just that Gao shunyao brings back his memories: indeed, he played in the past, even though that was in the past.

For Li Ze, the word football is so far away and clear. Every time he mentions it, it makes him feel uncomfortable. But after all, it has been far away from itself, why care about him?

Li Ze used to play football when he was very young. His experience has something to do with his parents. His father is a high school physical education teacher. He often plays football with the school team when he is free. His father's work can be said to be his football enlightenment class, which has a far-reaching impact on him.

When he was a child, his family lived in a place separated from the school playground. When he was in primary school, he was used to sitting on the side of his father's school field after school, watching his father play football with those high school students. Sometimes, they are not in a formal competition, but just playing. At this time, they will call Li Ze to play with them. As a child, it's a matter of great face for him to play with the big kids. From that time on, he doesn't like to play with the little kids around him, but likes to play with the big kids.

And because he likes to play with those people, his father thinks he has a talent for football. He specially found his friends who teach in the football school, and did not hesitate to invite them to dinner, so that they could investigate whether his son has enough potential to play football. With the praise of those people, he entered the football school and started his career as a football player.

From then on to high school, he never stopped his football career.

Now, in retrospect, my father's classmates' words were more or less exaggerated. Maybe it was for the sake of eating and drinking that they elevated themselves. After I went to the football school, although I played well and had a lot of brain when I played football, my body was always poor in the team. My football school is not the best in the country, but I just barely play the main force there. The door of the national youth team and the national youth team has never been opened to him. For him, it's quite a distant thing - but he didn't pay attention to these things when he was young and frivolous. He always believed that if he grew up a little bit, he would be taller and stronger, he would have a good physique, he would have an insight in football thinking, and then he would become a top player and gallop on the green field - Chinese Super League, national team, even European football, all appeared in his dream.

Unfortunately, he did not wait for those, on the contrary, he waited for the arrival of the nightmare.

"Then why don't you kick now?"

Gao shunyao raised the question again. He found it rather inconceivable. Li Ze's height is not high, also does not have a pair of long movement good body bone. He doesn't even look like an athlete. He's a little bit fat, but he's a quiet student. No matter how much Gao shunyao didn't expect that he had been a professional player, it's a shame.

Li Ze looked at him, shook his head, but said nothing. He opened his clothes and exposed his chest in front of Gao shunyao. In his chest above, a huge scar across there, let Gao shunyao also took a breath.

"How did you get this scar?"

Although Gao shunyao has seen many scenes, it is the first time he has seen such a shocking scar. This scar, like a centipede, is surrounded by skin and flesh of different colors. It extends from Li Ze's chest to his armpit, bypasses his armpit and leads to his back. People can't see how long this scar is. This scar makes Li Ze's body look as if it has been torn in two and stitched together. Even if Gao shunyao is used to boldness, he feels chilly.He has a good relationship with Li Ze, but he has never seen this scar. The school bathhouse is coin operated, 100 yen, 15 minutes. Many boys are quick to take a bath. They all make an appointment to go together, and then divide the 15 minutes equally. But Li Ze never goes to take a bath with others, and he doesn't know that Li Ze has such a wound in his chest.

"High school surgery, heart disease, a knife." Li Ze said the origin of his scar succinctly. He is a very talkative person, but he didn't want to say much about it. "Before the operation, I only weighed 130 Jin. After the operation, with a dose of medicine, my weight rose to 190 Jin. When I came out of the hospital again, few people could know me except my parents. With this disease, what else do you play? Just go home and have a rest. "

Li Ze's plain words can't be heard. But Gao shunyao, who has known him for a long time, is still aware of his unwillingness. Gao shunyao doesn't know how good he is when he plays football, but as he thinks, no matter how good he plays football, the result of giving up in the end is not because of his ability, but because of a sudden disease. How to say, he will not be reconciled.

He didn't dare to speak any more. He knew that his friend's scar couldn't be touched. This painful experience, he said something wrong, that is to sprinkle salt on the wound.

This memory is too sour for Li Ze.

Li Ze's experience of playing football has been extended to high school, until high school, he is also the main player of the team. It is said that at that time, professional teams began to inspect him. His coach also hinted to him that if he dredged up, he could play professional football, and in a short time, he could become a professional player with a large income. But when everything showed that he was going to succeed, he was knocked down by a sudden illness.

Heart disease, open chest surgery, a year in bed - all these things that used to be things in another world for him, but now, like nightmares, come to him.

Until now, Li Ze also thinks that it is the biggest disaster in his life. He clearly remembers his mood after the operation and knowing that he can no longer play football. For him, in those days he suffered not only physical trauma, but also psychological trauma.

His football dream was shattered at that moment. All the beautiful future has turned into a dream. The injury delayed for a year. What's more terrible is that after he recovered from the injury, the doctor also told him clearly: he can't exercise more than 30 minutes, otherwise his life will be in danger.

This sentence is equivalent to his football career, shot in his infancy. And that sentence almost drove him crazy.

He once cried, fasted, scolded, begged his parents to take him to see a doctor abroad, blamed the coaches for their irresponsibility, complained that the doctors were not optimistic about the disease, and expected the nonexistent gods to treat his injuries. At that time, he was like an angry Beast. He wanted to tear everything in front of him and find a way to vent his dissatisfaction.

He took out all the uniforms he had treasured for many years and burned them - Ajax's in 1995, Inter Milan's in 1997, Brazil and Croatia's in 1998, Real Madrid's, Manchester United's, Italy's and, of course, his own in football school.

A big bag of clothes, he took out, lit a fire, all burned clean. After his serious illness, his family was not rich, but his parents didn't say anything about his burning his clothes.

Perhaps, parents are more distressed than themselves.

No matter how angry the beast is, there will be a time when he will recover his peace. When he recovers his peace, he is finally willing to face the reality: his body is no longer saved, as well as his miserable youth and fragmented life.

Probably after that, I began to think about my own way out. After playing football for many years, his grades in cultural courses have long been in a mess. When he took the college entrance examination, the total score of 380 points made him unable to get three books. At that time, he felt that he was abandoned, that he had no culture, that he could not do manual work, and that he had no hope in his life. It was his parents who thought of the way to send him to study abroad at that time.

He knows what his parents think. After studying abroad for a few years, even if he can't learn anything, he can broaden his horizons and know how to muddle along. His life is like this, no matter how high things, parents dare not think, he also dare not think.

He thought that his fate with football had come to an end. But now football is in his life again.

And this time, it came in such an unacceptable way: Gao shunyao swore in front of himself that he would play a formal game.

It's ridiculous that he, who has received formal training and has taken it as his dream for many years, goes further and further away from football. However, Gao shunyao, a guy who is on a whim for women, can run to play football.

Fate is really a funny thing, people sometimes look at it, always can't help but want to laugh. What you see as your dream is so cheap in the eyes of others.Such a thing, how can he keep an ordinary mind? It's the only thing that makes him different.