Barcelona, Spain, inside a mansion.
Watching the match on TV come to an end, Fabregas sat on the sofa absentmindedly, missing the cup with his coffee several times, spilling it all over his hands and the floor.
A few Barça players sat beside him, watching TV, lost in thought, feeling somewhat complex.
Pique turned his head to glance at him and jokingly asked, "Your former team won, are you still happy?"
"No." Fabregas put the coffee on the table and lay on the sofa, saying, "My real team can only be Barça, going to Arsenal was just for experience."
"Haha....." A faint laughter echoed, a few people chuckled briefly, realizing others weren't laughing, they shut their mouths.
Pique's joke didn't serve to lighten the mood, so he asked again, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Fabregas shook his head, not wanting to share his worries and ominous feeling.
"Asi Bao's report."
