Atletico Madrid fans can finally have a good night's sleep after the game.

Barr almost forgot when the last time he walked out of Calderon's stadium with such brisk steps. Six consecutive losses were unbearable for any fan who believed in football. Fortunately, the last nightmare was over. Now, he found that he had a dream of getting better and better. Thinking of this, Barr's mouth unconsciously raised his mouth, jumped his feet as soon as he lost, and became arrogant when he won. This is really the bad nature of the fans.

Once upon a time, I became so impatient?

Perhaps, it was when Atletico Madrid started losing streaks. Failure was not terrible. If we included the games he had when he was a child, then the number of times he had seen Atletico Madrid defeated was probably a hundred games, but in the past, there were only one times when Atletico Madrid was relegated. But even that time, he was more emotional at that time, not pessimism, but anger.

Why are angry teams so unhealthy? They always lose their chains at the most critical moments; why are angry referees so unfair and turn a blind eye to such obvious fouls; even angry why is God so partial, the same love, the same fanaticism, and why what they get is always painful.

And this time, he was even more angry. Although he knew that anger was meaningless than the last time, because he could not change the team's loss, the referee's penalty, and could not move God. But he was just angry, so angry that he even took some actions that he felt scared when he remembered.

Fans in groups of three or three walked past Barr. Occasionally, a few fans who knew each other greeted him. Unlike the previous few times, this time, Barr responded one by one with a smile.

It's time to visit your old friend. Barr muttered in his heart.

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This is a store that looks quite high-end, with high-end location, high-end decoration design, and people who seem to be high-end, so the things it sells are also high-end. Although in Barr's view, this is a fruit shop. But just because its store is in the center of Madrid, the things it sells have also risen. The same products can be easily sold here at a price of several times higher than other places.

Under normal circumstances, Barr would not have walked into such a store even if he was beaten to death. It was not that he could not afford the things here. The more important reason was that as he experienced now, although the temperature in the store was comfortable, he did not feel comfortable at all, but was discomfort.

The fat man standing inside has been staring at him with strange eyes since he walked into the store. Barr was not unfamiliar with this kind of gaze. He even suspected that if he hadn't stopped his own means of transportation outside - an old-fashioned car, maybe the fat man would have regarded him as a beggar on the side of the road and drove him out of the store without mercy.

This is a naughty look of contempt!

"Damn..." Barr cursed in his heart, ignored the fat man's gaze, looked at the dazzling array of fruits in front of him, and began to try hard to recall the fruits his old friends usually like to eat.

But after thinking for a long time, Barr couldn't remember what fruit his old friend liked to eat. Instead, the pictures that didn't match the fruit came to his mind very clearly.

"Do you need something?" It seemed that seeing Barr staying in the store for a long time, the fat man finally couldn't help but walk out, his tone was stiff, and he automatically omitted the word "please" that should have, obviously with a little contempt.

Barr turned his head to look at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled, said only one thing that didn't need to, and walked out of the store without looking back. When he pushed the door and walked out of the store, he seemed to hear the words he had just cursed in his heart: Damn...

Barr couldn't hear what happened next, and he didn't want to pay attention. The car quickly roared out of the city center and slowly drove towards the southern suburbs, the so-called "slums". About half an hour later, Barr's car stopped in front of the familiar small bar...

"What are you doing if you don't go home and run here? Do you want to be crazy if you win like them?" Barr just walked into the house, and Frank was stunned when he saw him and said angrily.

"There are many people?" Barr glanced at the inner room, then curled his lips and said, "Where do you get the money you earn if you don't drink crazy?"

"Get out." said the strong man angrily, "The money I made is not enough to make a smashed wine glass. Losing is a virtue, winning is a virtue. I will close sooner or later."

"Do you love to keep it?" Barr snorted and asked immediately, "Do you still have rations?"

"Food ration?" Frank was stunned, "There are still some, but the game wasn't just over. What do you want to do?"

"I'll go see Jimmy," Barr replied, "If you have it, I'll be in a hurry."

"Hey, I've given it all..." Frank turned around and took out a few bags of things from a cabinet behind him and handed them to Barr, "Say hello to Old Jimmy for me."

The things are wrapped in rough newspapers, obviously not something precious.

Barr threw a few wrinkled bills on the stage, took the thing and turned around, walked to the door and threw a light sentence.

"I don't have any words, I'm going to go by myself."

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Alco Hospital is not the best hospital in Madrid. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "big clinic" if it is not a little larger. However, despite its shabbyness, for most Madrid people, such a hospital is necessary, because not everyone can go to the best hospital.

Since there was no place to park here and no parking was allowed, Barr had to drive his "master" car into the nearby paid parking lot, although the cost made him frown. However, when he came to the front of the hospital, his gradually heavier mood had already squeezed away the insignificant unhappiness.

The hospital is the junction of hell and heaven. It can bring laughter and laughter to countless people, or it can cause countless people to be heartbroken. Barr did not come here to see himself. Although he would rather come here with such a purpose, in fact, he came here to visit an old friend of him.

The kind that can exchange life and death.

Barr looked up at the tall building in front of him. The red cross looked particularly eye-catching in the afterglow of the sunset, but the red touch reminded him of the colors in the team's flag...

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The scene in front of him always has a sense of familiarity, but... this does not mean that he can face it calmly.

Jimmy Sanchez's heart was as if it was being held tightly by an invisible hand, and even his breathing seemed to stop at this time, but his eyes were still staring at the green field...

When the ball hit the goal post hard and made a huge noise, the instant suffocation almost made him dizzy, but a figure that almost flew out of the sky saved him. The figure accurately found the rebounding ball and also corrected its original wrong track.

The moment the ball hit the net, the people around him jumped up like a spring. Just as he opened his arms and was about to shout loudly, he felt that he was suddenly in another place.

"Cheers! For the champion!" A familiar but seemingly strange figure in front of him raised his cup to him.

"Cheers! For Atletico Madrid!" He also raised his cup, his eyes full of confusion.

Such a scene will be unforgettable for him!

Isn’t this the night when Atletico Madrid won the championship?!

Sanchez was so happy in his heart, but why was he so sad in his heart at this moment?

"When will I be so drunk again?"

Yes, I said such words at that time, and at that time, my eyes were as intoxicated as I am now...

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A dream, more than ten years.

Jimmy slowly opened her eyes, and there was still a white spot in front of her, without passionate noise, intoxicating wine, and no familiar figure... No, there was a familiar figure.

Jimmy's head turned around with difficulty. When he saw the figure, he sat by his bed. Yes, the one in his dream.

"...Bal..." Jimmy finally squeezed out the name of the person in front of him.

"You're awake. Old guy." Hearing Sanchez's voice, Barr immediately smiled, "Really, why didn't you wake up earlier? Paul just left..."

How could he come?!

"Ha..." Jimmy said in his heart when he heard Barr's words, but his mouth remained silent, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"I really don't understand what you are thinking, the old guy is thinking. If you don't go to such a good hospital, you just suffer from it. I think you are so confused..." Barr continued to complain.

"I..." Jimmy listened to Barr's complaint silently, and then said lightly for a moment, "It's not suitable for that kind of place."

"You..." Barr smiled bitterly, then shook his head and sighed, "You are a waste of life. Is the hospital suitable or not?"

"Let's tell me about the team's situation?" Jimmy smiled again, "How?"

"Win. I just came from the stadium." When he heard the team, Barr seemed to have changed his body. His expression looked very happy, "2 to zero. You are right, Fran is indeed a good deal. He has scored almost twenty goals this season. By the way, let me tell you another good news, haven't you always wanted me to withdraw from AAA.

I've withdrawn. So, you must get better early. Without you, I'm not having fun watching football."

Jimmy just kept nodding slightly, but when he heard Barr say that he had withdrawn from AAA, his face became even more smiling. Suddenly, his previously turbid eyes lit up. Barr immediately noticed his change. When he turned his head in Jimmy's gaze, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Jimmy's eyes were staring at the pack of things placed on the table beside the bed.

"...Food rations?!" Jimmy's voice was a little anxious.

"Yeah." Looking at Jimmy's gaze, Barr nodded subconsciously. It was the package of things that the small bar brought before.

"Quick...Quick..." Jimmy's voice at this moment was like a drunkard who hadn't touched wine for many days suddenly saw a bucket of fine wine.

"Wait..." Barr smiled bitterly, "I'll strip it for you..."

"No...no...no need to peel, no need to peel." Jimmy shook her head repeatedly.

"Uh..." Barr was stunned for a moment, nodded, turned around and took the bag of things. After opening it, there were only a pack of ordinary melon seeds inside.

Jimmy couldn't wait to grab a melon seed and put it in her mouth, but it did not crack it, but slowly held it in it, and then closed her eyes...

Yes! That's the taste! The strong taste! The taste that is extremely nostalgic!

With that melon seed in his mouth, Jimmy's expression at this moment would never have thought about what he had in his mouth at this time. It was simply a look of a drug addict when he fell. But Barr knew that to some extent, it was indeed a drug. The kind of drug that caused the most headache for the cleaners in the stands after the Calderon Stadium game.
Chapter completed!