The Day I Played with Ronaldo

Hearing what Ricardo said, Ambrosio immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointed at Licardo's nose and scolded in a sharp voice: "Licardo, you are a bastard!"

Ricardo said calmly: "I have always been."

Ambrosio covered his face and turned around to rush out the door, but soon turned back, looked at Licado with tears in his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice: "In your heart, what do you think of me?"

Ricardo couldn't answer this question right away. He must have a good impression of Ambrosio, there is no doubt about it, if he did not have a good impression, he would not have any development with her at all.

But this favor is also very limited, at least he doesn't want to sacrifice his time to be with her, and doesn't want to make any promises to her.

If Ambrosio had asked him such a question at the beginning of their acquaintance, perhaps he would have answered ruthlessly. But if you have sex too much, you can also get emotional, so he doesn't want to hurt Ambrosio now.

This put him in a dilemma.

He knew that Ambrosio was forcing him to make a statement, and hoped that he could clarify the relationship between the two of them as boyfriend and girlfriend.

If he didn't want to hurt the other party, he had to confirm this with his own mouth.

But he doesn't want to be bound by this relationship, it's not that he wants to cheat - he never finds two sex-partners at the same time - he just doesn't want Ambrosio to pretend to be his girlfriend everywhere, to restrain him and interfere with him .

"Come and sit first." Li Cardo signaled. He is still thinking.

Ambrosio stood silently for a while, then went to the sofa and sat down.

In a room, Ronaldo poked his head out: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Licado said: "It's okay."

Ronaldo also saw Ambrosio, and greeted with a smile, and Ambrosio forced a smile to respond to the world's number one player in football.

After greeting, Ronaldo noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right, so he immediately retreated into the room.

Ambrosio seemed a little embarrassed: "Why is your brother here?"

Licado shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Ronaldo couldn't stay at home in Rio anymore, so he ran to Riccardo to take refuge.

He mainly had a little verbal conflict with Li Mei.

Li Mei is a very traditional Chinese woman who believes in dogmas such as "persuade peace rather than divorce" and "it is better to tear down a bridge than destroy a marriage", so she has been persuading Ronaldo not to divorce Milani.

How could Ronaldo listen to this? He is just a playboy, he has no resistance to beauties, and he almost refuses anyone who comes.

He got tired of hearing Li Mei's reading, so he quarreled with Li Mei and asked Li Mei to leave him alone.

After the quarrel, he regretted it again. After all, when he was a child, Li Mei gave him a lot of love and care, and even supported him in playing football. He was closer than his own mother.

So he simply ran to Licado to live here for a few days, out of sight and out of sight.

And it just so happens that he also has a task on his shoulders, which is to invite Li Kaduo to join him.

Ricardo put aside these distracting thoughts, quietly looked at the weeping Ambrosio, and sorted out his thoughts.

In his previous life, his private life was very corrupt, and he changed girlfriends more often than he changed clothes, but that didn't mean that he really didn't want a sincere relationship.

Just to maintain that kind of relationship and solidify that relationship into a stable relationship requires too much effort, and there may not be good results, so he is hesitant, preferring to pursue only physical satisfaction rather than emotional satisfaction .

In this life, everything starts from scratch. During the time with Ambrosio, he also seriously considered whether to "get serious" with Ambrosio, but in the end he couldn't convince himself.

He's not ready yet.

Maybe after retiring, he will settle down and find a woman to marry; or maybe, like many people, he will not marry, but have a long-term girlfriend and have a few children.

But at least for now, he still can't accept an extra partner in his life who gets along day and night, and he can't accept taking care of a baby who is waiting to be fed every day.

What Ambrosio wanted, he couldn't give.

Ricardo raised his head, looked at Ambrosio's slightly expectant eyes, who seemed to be afraid of an answer, and said calmly: "I like you very much, at least there is no woman I like more."

Ambrosio's face lit up with joy.

"But this love doesn't have to be you. I don't think you are the only one. In my mind, football is more important."

The joy disappeared, Ambrosio's red lips trembled slightly, and tears fell like broken beads.

"If you can accept this, we can still be together. If not, let's get together and break up. One thing I can guarantee is that when I'm with you, I won't sleep with other women. "

Ambrosio lowered her head, holding her small satchel tightly in her hands, as if this would give her a sense of security.

Ricardo didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.

Ambrosio said nothing, however. She stood up abruptly, ran to the door without looking back, twisted the doorknob awkwardly a few times before opening the door, and her figure disappeared into the darkness.

Ricardo shook his head, and went to close the door.

It's better, you can focus on football.

Although I felt a little disappointed in my heart, and although I still longed for Ambrosio's fiery carcass, this ending might be the best.

Ronaldo poked his head out of the room again furtively, and looked around: "She's gone?"

"Let's go." Licado said expressionlessly.

"Brother, your skills are not good enough," Ronaldo smiled and came to the sofa, and sat down comfortably, "I've dated so many beautiful girls, but I've never made a single one cry. You still have to learn!"

"Are you sure Milani hasn't been made to cry by you? Susanna hasn't been made to cry by you either?" Ricardo was in a bad mood, and he exposed Ronaldo's scars when he opened his mouth.

Ronaldo smiled awkwardly: "That's different."

"Ambrosio is also different," Riccardo said distressedly, "I think she is serious about me."

Ronaldo put away his hippie smile: "Then you can also be serious with her."

Riccardo shook his head and changed the subject: "Dadado, is Inter Milan determined to sign me this summer?"

"This summer, I guess it will be difficult," Ronaldo said. "I talked to 'Papa' on the phone. He said that this season is mainly based on Mr. Cooper's request to reorganize the team. Although he appreciates you, the economy is not good. The funds he can draw are limited, and Mr. Cooper's requirements must be met first. And Mr. Cooper believes that you are not a necessary member of the team."

Ricardo was not discouraged, "Then just wait. It's just that I may need to renew my contract with Sao Paulo. After the contract is renewed, my liquidated damages will definitely increase."

Ronaldo said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this. I will go to Sao Paulo with Farah and talk to Mr. Gowea in person. It will definitely not increase your liquidated damages too much."

Ricardo nodded. If Ronaldo goes out in person, no one in Brazilian football would dare not sell face. The issue of contract renewal should be better resolved, and I can play football with peace of mind.