Farrell maintained that position for a long time without moving, and only occasionally rubbed Lianyin's palms with his index finger, letting her know that he was not really asleep.

Lianyin did not immediately wake him up and pretended to be asleep. She took this opportunity to take a good look at him.

The delicate and deep facial features are still full of urges that make people love each other. The thick and curly eyelashes are undoubtedly the most eye-catching at this moment, because they tremble from time to time with the beating of their eyelids.

Even the sound was discovered and it was easier to figure out Farrell's thoughts than to figure out anyone's thoughts. She also found it strange to herself, but she did guess his full thoughts by pretending to be asleep.

"Farrell." She called him softly, "What are you thinking? You can share it with me."

Perhaps because the voice she said was so nice, or the tone was so tempting, or maybe because Lien Yin had heard such conversations too many times, which made him feel really friendly. Farrell finally stopped closing his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He opened his clear eyes and stared at Lien Yin with a clear look.

After organizing the language, he spoke: "If what you said is true, why am I here?" He also had doubts in his tone.

While speaking, he still rubbed Lianyin's palm twice. The touch was real, and it was definitely not a dream.

"Maybe it's to let me see you are still there." For Lianyin, Farrell has always been a special groove in her heart. She also wanted to know the real answer to this question, but before the real answer, she chose to believe what she said.

Farrell remained lying on the sofa while still moving, tilted his head and looked at Lianyin carefully, and suddenly asked, "Do you want me to be here?" He looked very well-behaved, like a child.

Lian Yin replied without thinking, "I have always hoped."

Farrell finally showed his first smile tonight.

Both of them actually knew that the "in" in the voice is a reference to life and death, not to be around or not, but to not mention it because of a bit of taboo. But no matter what, Farrell just felt very happy.

If the word "in" wants to be understood as life and death, or around you, it all depends on what level of meaning it means only by yourself, right?

After a few seconds, Farrell suddenly frowned and said, "I won't be unable to think about it with you. I must be obsessed with it." Now he was in front of me, and he could even hold the other person's hand. Farrell could not understand how he would become such a cowardly coward in Lianyin's mouth.

Lian Yin couldn't help but raise her lips and smile, echoing: "Yes, she must be obsessed with it."

Then he thought about it and asked him again: "So even if you experience cold violence in the locker room again, your idol misunderstands you and you won't give up on yourself without friends, right?"

Farrell's eyes locked at her, nodding as if he was taking it for granted.

Lianyin's mouth was raised higher, she pulled out the hand he was holding and rubbed his hair instead.

His posture was just right. She could easily reach his hair with just a little leaning forward, and then she could knead it as she felt.

During this period, he had never looked away. At this moment, no strange or ridiculous things, no matter what real or illusory he was, he could not compare to the little happiness at this moment.

After thinking about it, Farrell probably understood what he felt in Lianyin's mouth.

Whether it is a cowardly coward or a strong man, it is actually one reason: the person in front of you.

Strong because she is there, cowardly because she is lost.

Nothing wrong.

Taking advantage of this moment, he recalled the two stories that Lian Yin had just told him from beginning to end, and the focus was quickly put on the second story.

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt his mood brighter, as if Barcelona was over the rainy season, with sunshine stunning. That's not all, the sky was not blue, but pink.

He suddenly sat up straight, grabbed her hand that rubbed his hair and squeezed it tightly into the palm of his hand, leaned forward to her, his eyes were filled with starlight, and his smile was extremely bright: "So you have noticed me in your previous life, have you?"

Lian Yin was stunned, but she didn't expect him to ask a question suddenly, and the question was so strange.

What is the previous life?

But she quickly realized that he was referring to the world of Coach Madman.

It wasn't her turn to answer, but Farrell's expression changed again. He bit his lip and said with annoyance: "How great would it be if your father came to poach at that time, I would definitely follow you. Why didn't I pay attention to you at that time? You are so beautiful, I should have looked at the bench more often."

The more he talked, the more annoyed he became. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking at that time, nor did he understand how his eyes were. If Lianyin was in the field, he would definitely notice her.

And the more he thought about it, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Lianyin was confused and suddenly he was jealous. Only Farrell himself knew that he was angry with his stupidity.

Since God had brought the lycophone to him long ago, why didn't he see her earlier?

He could be with her in his previous life. He could be with her. He heard what she said, her coach's father admired him very much, and he could also help him say good things to Lianyin?

Farrell's expression became more and more pitiful.

Even the Yin was a little unbearable, but she didn't know what he was thinking in his head at the moment, and she couldn't comfort her.

Because she really had no idea how to start, Lianyin could only look at him without saying a word, but she wanted to protest at the fact that he kept holding her hand.

But soon, Farrell was taken away by other questions, and he asked Lianyin again: "What did you feel when you saw me then? Do you think I was acting well? Do you like me like my father likes me? And..." He asked many questions in a row, all about her first time when she saw him.

Lianyin listened to the question one by one, but he didn't know how to answer it.

She could say that at that time she just objectively agreed with the eyes of her coach's father, thinking that Farrell was indeed a brilliant midfielder. Apart from that, she had no idea.

But Lianyin knew that if she told him this, he would probably cry for her immediately.

So she kept silent and kept silent.

The two of them had a long conversation lasted for a long time. The first half of the time can be called frank, and the second half of the time the right to speak has always been in the hands of Farrell. He really has too many questions to ask.

The most question is about Lianyin following him.

Although Lianyin shut up, Farrell was able to do so because of these problems. He even smiled foolishly at Lianyin from time to time, as if he had won a million lottery.

At the end of the conversation, Farrell suddenly said to Lianyin seriously: "I will have a beard in the future."

"What?" Lianyin felt that she could not keep up with his jumping thoughts.
Chapter completed!