"Sh-it, what nonsense are you talking about? Can you please say something nice?" Smith Rowe looked at him differently, thinking, is there anyone else who wants to die early?

"Hey, didn't I tell my funeral arrangements in advance? No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. Look at the owner of Leicester City, he left not long ago last week? By the way, do you want my helicopter?

?If you don’t want it, I’ll sell it and throw it away.”

"Yes, of course." It's not good for Smith Rowe to be stupid. The probability of a helicopter accident is high. The Leicester City boss just points out. Unless he is flying in India, otherwise this probability can be directly

Ignore.

"Well, if you have time another day, I'll have someone arrange the transfer for you."

A helicopter worth more than half a million pounds was handed over to his friend.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, I don't know how to fly in a helicopter anyway, cough cough." Luo Wu smiled a little weirdly...

Highgate Cemetery looks more like a tourist attraction. There are actually many tourists visiting here, and some people take pictures with their mobile phones. Fortunately, Luo Wu grew up in the West, otherwise he really wouldn’t understand it, as a native Chinese

Seeing these scenes, it must be a bit scary.

How could you be in the mood to take photos in such a heavy place?

Who would take pictures with someone sleeping underground? Maybe a ghost is coming...

After traveling for nearly twenty minutes, we arrived at an old church. The family members of the deceased stood at the door to greet friends and guests, and the scene was quite grand.

After entering the church, there were more than two hundred people. It seemed that the deceased had many friends during his lifetime and was quite prestigious.

Many people were holding things familiar to Luo Wu and others.

Arsenal jersey.

Arsenal scarf.

Huge Arsenal crest.

There's even a cup with big ears! If you look close enough, the name of Arsenal Football Club is written on it.

flowers.

A variety of gifts wrapped in various colors.

etc.

They should all be used to commemorate him.

After taking a seat in the church, the wife of the deceased gave an affectionate speech, and then his children also took the stage to express their memory for their father.

His friends also came up and told stories about their friendship with him and about them and Arsenal.

What Luo Wu didn't expect in the end was that he was invited by the deceased's wife to give a speech.

Luo Wu didn't expect it at all.

"My husband's biggest wish during his lifetime was that you could lead Arsenal to win the Champions League. Can you say something to him?"

Talk to the dead?

Although I don’t want to, I definitely can’t refuse.

All right.

Luo Wu took off his sunglasses and walked up.

Fortunately, he already knew the name of the deceased before, otherwise he would not know how to address him.

After adjusting his mood, he spoke.

"Undoubtedly, Hans was a great Arsenal fan, a pure and passionate fan. This is the glory of Arsenal. Although he never lived, I am still very sad to see him pass away."

"When I heard this sad news, I realized that football is not always beautiful."

"Football can also have sadness. How I hope to always bring everyone happiness."

"But now we can't change the past. We can only hope that there will be beautiful football in heaven so that happiness can continue."

"Although Hans is no longer alive, he is not alone. His friends and relatives who love him will definitely witness Arsenal win the Champions League."

"I, and the whole Arsenal team, will fight hard until the moment of glory."

"Hans,"

"we love you,"

"Rest in peace."

…

When leaving the church, Luo Wu handed a check to the deceased's wife, which was regarded as redeeming the promise made yesterday afternoon.

Then he drove away with Smith Rowe.

But he felt a little depressed. Taking part in such an activity must have affected his mood. When he returned home, he ran ten laps on his home court and practiced for an hour, but he still couldn't get rid of the gloom.

Finally, he lay down on the grass, closing his eyes and breathing in the cold air.

His girlfriend Vlada Sedan didn't know when she stood behind him and put a coat on him.

It's mid-November and the weather is very cold. Doesn't this guy feel it? He might catch a cold at any time.

"Frada,"

"I haven't been feeling well since I came back from the funeral today."

"I always feel that life is unreal."

"Tell me, this is not a dream, right?"

Luo Wu wrapped his coat and sat up.

"Honey,"

"Of course this is true. Am I the one standing in front of you?"

Saidan touched Luo Wu's head and hugged him.

"I'm a little scared."

"I'm afraid that when I wake up, it's all just a dream."

"I'm afraid of being alone."

"A person is alone, just like when I stayed in Wolverhampton alone. When Hans left today, there were so many people saying goodbye. I was thinking, what if I leave?"

Vlada patted him on the back, "You think too much."

"Don't think too much."

"You have me, your parents, your grandparents, and many fans who love you."

"If one day you really have to leave, then football will have lost its God."

Ever since Luo Wu got the ball king system, he has never felt so depressed.

"All right,"

"I still have a lot of things I haven't done yet."

"I don't want to be like Hans, who spent his whole life quietly without even seeing a Champions League title."
Chapter completed!