The hospital room was pristine white. Through the window, you could see a meticulously arranged landscape, with tall palm trees as the most prominent feature.
Chen Yu sat by the window, flipping through a medical chart.
On the other side of the room, Guardiola was sitting on the bed, chatting and laughing with Baggio.
As they talked, the conversation drifted to the future, to retirement, and to life after retirement.
"I think for me, it won't be painful. It'll be a relief."
Baggio smiled, a look of anticipation in his eyes. "When the day of my retirement really comes, I think I'll sleep for three straight days at home. I won't have to think about training the moment I wake up. I can sleep in, sleep until Valentina jumps on me, her hair all messy, pulling me out of bed like a little wild child and demanding to go to the amusement park."
