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213 Mother

"I hope that in the new year... I can play better and become more of a core."

Standing by the window, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Arshavin's original excitement for the arrival of the New Year faded slightly.

This is Italy. During the Italian New Year, it doesn’t even snow. The Mediterranean scenery, which is like spring all year round, is much better than the ice and snow in St. Petersburg. The scenery here is picturesque, and now I am becoming more and more famous, but

Why do I always miss the white snow in my hometown? Obviously everything in my hometown is not as good as here, so why do I just miss my hometown?

Maybe my teammates are right and I am too sentimental?

"Andre, it's time to eat. Don't let your son wait for you."

My wife's voice sounded behind me.

As a very traditional Russian man, Arshavin got married very early. He and his wife Yulia already have a son - in fact, they have been discussing whether they should have a daughter recently to make their family happy.

It would be better if the population increased. His wife Yulia is a very good woman. She is a fan of Arshavin. Moreover, she is very beautiful and has a bit of the shadow of Hollywood star Jennifer Aniston. Her charm and

Gentleness has always made Arshavin proud.

Arshavin stood up from the window and walked back into the house, "What to eat? Is there mashed potatoes?"

"Andre, we are in Italy, why do you still think about mashed potatoes and borscht every day? Italian food is delicious, you really should try it more."

"I just like to eat Russian food." Arshavin shook his head.

Yulia Arshavina already knew her husband's temper. She shook her head helplessly and said nothing more, "Sometimes, you are just a child who doesn't grow up..."

Arshavin heard his wife's displeasure and quickly spoke, "I just think the Russian food you make is particularly delicious... Oh, by the way, I haven't thanked you yet for the Christmas gift you gave me.

I like it so much that I put it in my dressing room so that I can read it during my free time during training and massage.”

"What I gave you is a copy of "The Battle of the Carousel" by Haruki Murakami. Are you sure you won't get beaten up by your teammates if you read that kind of book in the locker room?"

Arshavin made a face and said, "No, we are very friendly."

"If what you mean by being friendly means that no one is willing to invite you to the New Year party during the New Year, well, you are indeed very friendly."

"There's nothing fun to attend at that kind of party. I can't get used to their Latin food, and I don't like their dance parties. I'm a married man. Our friendship was on the football field." Al

Chauvin defended himself, "Besides, this New Year, I don't want to waste time with them. I just want to be with you, the two of us, to enjoy life and experience our own happiness. Don't think about other things. Just have some fun."

Is it good?"

We have reserved a seat at the ba restaurant, so we can experience the delicious food of the fifth-largest restaurant in the world. In addition, I specially bought wine from the Castellobanfi estate. Moreover, Parma is the hometown of Verdi, and we can go to the Royal Opera House to listen to an opera.

, if you are willing, we can do other travel projects, for example, if you want to go shopping in Milan, I can be your guide - my knowledge of women's clothing is not bad."

The wife narrowed her eyes and looked at her husband with a smile on her face, but she didn't speak for a long time.

Sometimes, she doesn't know how to evaluate her husband. He is a player, and he is still a star now, but many times, he is not like a player at all. Players should be wild, proud, and fanatical. They are

Soldiers in peacetime are brave men who fight on the green grass, but my husband is an unimaginably gentle and talented person.

He likes to eat and drink, likes music, and also understands fashion - because his university major is fashion design, he has a professional fashion designer qualification, and the title of his graduation thesis is "The Development Process of Sports Clothing". Although he always

He claims that he chose this major by himself

It’s because there are many women majoring in fashion design, but Yulia knows that he really loves these things. He is a person who loves life. He can write songs and sing. He even said that he wants to be a singer in the future.

Of course, Yulia has heard all the songs he wrote.

Moreover, not only is his talent good, but his personality also makes Yulia very satisfied. He is a gentle person, and his gentle appearance always makes Yulia fascinated.

"Okay, everything is up to you. But tell yourself, what are you thinking about?" Yulia asked, "When you want to please me, it's always because you have done something wrong. This

What happened once? What trouble did you get into again?"

Arshavin looked at his wife and wanted to make a face, but after trying hard he gave up, "I didn't make a mistake, but I wanted to apologize in advance for what will happen in the future."

"What are you going to do in the future?"

"I want to play football hard, so I may have less time to take care of my family." Arshavin replied, "In the future, you will have to do more to take care of your son. If you feel that you are too busy, hire a nanny."

"First of all, thank God that you finally remembered that we could hire a nanny - I thought you really loved changing diapers. But I have to ask, what happened to you that suddenly made you want to play football?

" Yulia asked unceremoniously.

Arshavin thought for a moment and then spoke, "Yuliya, have I ever told you how I learned to play football when I was a child?"

"To be honest, I don't really want to hear it." Yulia stopped talking and interrupted Arshavin, but Arshavin smiled and held his wife's hand, "I know, you don't want to hear it.

It's because you're afraid that I won't want to mention this matter, it's okay, I'm not a child anymore, I've long been able to face this matter calmly."

Arshavin said, "You know, my parents divorced when I was a child. I lived with my mother. I was very smart when I was a child. My mother has always been proud of me. I have always been very happy. I am the pride of my mother. I have never done anything

I never did anything that dissatisfied my mother - at least that was the case until I was seven years old."

Yulia nodded, of course she knew about her husband's family affairs, which was why she didn't want her husband to talk about it - she knew her husband was a sensitive and fragile person, and she didn't want to arouse his sadness.

"When I was seven years old, I made a big mistake. After we finished the exam, my teacher made a mistake and posted my results on the wall. I was very unhappy when I saw it, so I tore up the report card on the wall - and then

I was expelled from school. My mother arranged for me to transfer to a school near where she worked.

It's far from home, and I have to wait for my mother to pick me up after school every day. I leave school at five o'clock, and my mother gets off work at seven, so I have to wait for two hours. My mother is afraid that I won't be able to pass the time, so she bought me a pair of checkers.

, let me have fun, but I told my mother that I wanted to play football with the school football team."

"Is your mother unhappy?"

"My father is an amateur player." Arshavin whispered, "My father... I don't want to judge him. He did some things very poorly. My mother didn't tell me the reason for their divorce, but I think, Russian men

There are only a few reasons for divorce. We are not Italians, so extramarital affairs are impossible. He must be drunk, beating his wife or something. After my parents divorced, my mother and I

Two other families rented a 70-square-meter house together. My mother rarely mentioned my father, and she didn't want me to see him. I last saw my father when I was in kindergarten and never saw him again.

My mother thought she was very successful in educating me. She taught me to be a very different person from my father, but when I said I wanted to play football, the look on her face was like she had seen a ghost."

Yulia could imagine her feelings at that time - she was determined to teach her son to be a different man from her husband, but her son chose this path in the end. The woman must have been very uncomfortable at that time.

"Then, she rejected your idea?"

"No, she agreed. She doted on me very much, how could she refuse my request? She let me join the football team and let me play football. I was not good at playing football when I was young, and she even allowed me to go to my father to learn how to play.

Because she believed that it would be better for me..." Arshavin lowered his voice, "But when I grew up, I seemed to have done something wrong. I have always enjoyed everything my mother gave me.

There are benefits, but I have done nothing. Some time ago, my mother came to Italy, and when I saw her, I suddenly realized that she was old. She still looked at me like she was looking at a child, and as for me, I

Like a child, I still haven't accomplished anything. I suddenly realized that my mother came to see me because she still didn't trust me, and I didn't do anything to reassure her."

"It's hard?"

"I can't explain clearly. After my mother came, I had a conversation with the coach - their Oriental views on parent-child relationships are very unique. I told him my regrets about my failure to achieve anything, and he told me that I

I have done many things wrong. I have always known that my mother would forgive me no matter what I did, so I have always been very willful since I was a child."

Arshavin thought for a while, "The coach said that my mother was kind to me without asking for anything in return, but as a child, I can't not think about something in return. The coach said that I don't have to think about playing football well, but I have to think about being a good person. Mother

What I want to see is a good person. I thought about it for a long time, but I always felt that if he doesn’t even have a career, what kind of man is he? So, I want to play football hard."

"Your coach really knows how to persuade you."

"Of course, that's why he is the coach. He is right, my mother won't care very much about how well I play football, but I think my mother will care very much about how good I am as a person. And I think to myself,

As a weak-willed person, I don’t think I can distinguish between the two very well. You know, in recent years, sometimes, my beliefs have really

It will waver. When there was no main force last season, I once secretly drank whiskey to relieve my sorrow. This season, with the main force, I am still leading the way. I feel that winning by playing football is boring. Maybe I should

Retire early and go sing...gosh, thinking about this, I really feel like I'm crazy, what on earth am I thinking?"

“It’s not a fault for people to want to live a better life for themselves.”

"I drink alcohol and act recklessly. If I continue like this, I will become my father. I am not my father." Arshavin retorted, "I can never be him."

"It's better not to be him, if he really beats his wife."

"Absolutely not. I won't even think about it. I am different from my father." Arshavin said, "Believe me, I will get better. In addition to football as the coach said, there are also,

My life will be better. My life will be different."


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