“Hu~Hu~”

As they trotted all the way into the court, the crowd had already begun to slowly dissipate.

He squeezed away the fans who left laughter and cheerfully and went upstream.

Crushing out the narrow fan passage, the familiar stadium comes into view again.

“onekissisallittakes.”

“fallinginlovewithme.”

“Possibilities…”

Unfamiliar songs kept ringing in his ears.

The game has long ended.

"Haha, I still didn't catch up!"

The man had finished his work as soon as possible and arrived at the scene, but he was late due to the distance.

At this time, there were fans in the KOP stand left in the stadium, and the singing continued.

The man looked at them and was envious.

Once upon a time, he was one of them.

He pursed his lips and decided to give up, "After all, it's destined, or go to France to start a new life as agreed."

The man looked at the red clothes on his body, and finally glanced at the place he loved and turned slowly.

"Reed!"

"Reed! Is it you? Reed?"

Suddenly, the man heard someone calling his name.

The voice was very familiar, and he turned his head.

Two middle-aged men, also wearing red jerseys, were running towards them.

The two stood in front of Reed, looking at each other, as if they didn't know how to speak.

In the end, the middle-aged man wearing glasses spoke first: "Reed, I...we thought you would never show up here in your life."

"Yes, it's great to see you again in so many years."

Before Reed could reply, the two of them hugged him directly.

Reed was stunned for a while and reached out to hug these two once familiar friends.

"Reid, are you going to come back? They apologized a while ago, but we went to the place where you used to live and you are no longer there."

Reed nodded, "We, you know, she intends to let me move to France and start over."

The smiles of the reunion on the two of them disappeared instantly, "Are you here to say goodbye to us?"

"That's not, I didn't make up my mind."

The two of them looked at each other quickly, nodded silently, and could not let him go.

"Well? Why is this jersey on you different from ours? Player's version?"

The man quickly circled Reed and suddenly reached out to greet his companion: "ohfuck! Come and see, this guy's jersey actually has the autograph of Team Lin?!"

"Fuck! Aren't you not watching football anymore? Why do you have this dress?"

"It's impossible. The signature version is from the fan version, not the player version. Honestly, where did your clothes come from?"

Reed looked at the excited two people, as if he was back when he was young, and the three of them were together.

It seemed like this, he smiled and said, "Not changed at all."

"Where hasn't changed? I tell you, we have Lindi now, the Chinese who signed you, super... ox... how come you say it?"

"Super Niu bee~~What's wrong with you? Didn't Age teach him last time when he was interviewed?"

Reed followed the two of them slowly forward, listening to their nagging.

"Yes, yes, it's awesome bee~" the man in glasses continued, "Do you know his muscles? You must have never seen them before. I told you that, several times in the Premier League, no one can withstand his collision, wow

~Super exciting! Really!"

"This guy can score goals, assists, and defend, really, he is all-around, as if he is a fusion version of Daglish and Hypia!"

The three of them slowly walked into the center of the KOP stand.

"Adam!" Another person stopped the middle-aged man with glasses from talking.

He slowly walked to the front and pointed to a stand without seats:

"Reid, remember?"

"We were watching football here back then, you, me, Adam."

Reed's eyes gradually became wet. Back then, he and his son were regular visitors to this stand.

Here is a record of all the joy and sorrow of him and his son.

They shouted together, they cried together, they were crazy together, they were...

He nodded slowly, "Remember, Adam, Brown, I remember, how could I not remember? I will never forget it no matter how many years have passed."

Rubbing his eyes, Reed walked to the familiar position, "I was here, Andrew was here, Brown, you are next to me, Adam, you are there."

"I miss that time so much, huh? What are these slides? When will there be seats in the KOP stand?"

"Isn't it all those masters who have come up with it? They have to have a seat, but we don't agree. What should we do?" Adam touched his half-bad head, a little bored.

Brown took over the conversation: "So there are these slides, and you can sit when checking. Fortunately, they don't have to sit and watch the ball, hahahaha!"

"Ba~"

Seeing that his friend was smiling proudly, Adam went over with a big bag.

Reed shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I've let it go. So many years have passed, and we are all old."

The two of them didn't say anything when they heard it.

Yes, they are all old.

Three best friends who were under 30 years old never met again because of that incident.

"It's been 22 years, Brown, where has your hair gone?"

He touched his head again with a self-deprecating look, and Brown suddenly punched Reed, "Where are your abdominal muscles? Hum? Are you embarrassed to say to me?"

"If you have too many social engagements and exercises, you will get fatter. By the way, what are they singing? Why not ynwa?" Reed pointed to the crowd ahead, with confusion in his tone, and more dissatisfied.

He habitually treats himself as an older generation of fans of the KOP stands and wants to correct this unhealthy trend.

"Hahaha, you don't know this, this is our latest song to celebrate victory." Adam's face was full of pride, just like back then, "Come on, call Dad, I'll teach you!"

"Yes, as a fan of the KOP stands, how can I not be able to do this song?"

The two of them held Reed's neck with one hand and rushed into the crazy crowd.

"Damn it, wait until the old place, the old rules, I went in a few days today and slap a few! Whoever loses is a son!" Reed shouted struggled.

The two looked at each other behind Reed and smiled.

They knew that Reed couldn't leave.

The man who once left Anfield, today, was resurrected in the KOP stands.

...

On the other side, Xiaoma and Lao Zhan have completed today's live commentary task.

"Are you ready for tomorrow's interview?" Old Zhan seemed careless, but in fact he was very excited.

During the planned itinerary, they will go to Melwood Training Base for live interviews tomorrow.

Oh my God, the training base of Chinese players Liverpool.

Zhan didn't even see Xiao Ma's blushing cheeks muttering something.

The two of them were each immersed in their own happy world.
Chapter completed!