Wanjia is dimly lit

Kong, I haven't seen you for three years, how have you been during this time?After you left, I ran to ask M about your news, but he said that you never contacted him, and I asked Flame to ask Ward, but no one could tell me your whereabouts from the beginning to the end, After a long time, I stopped asking.

In those early days, it was hard for me to accept your departure. I started to work overtime and left almost every night until late at night.You know, the house we rent together is not far from where I work.I once told you that you should rent a place that is a compromise between the company and the school, so that it will be convenient for you to go back to school.But you stubbornly want to rent the house near where I work, you said, so that I can sleep a little longer every day.

On the street at night, there are very few pedestrians. Walking through one after another under the dim street lights, I saw my shadow being stretched very long, then gradually shortened, and then stretched to a long length.

At that time, you were approaching the exam but didn't study well, and you always came to see me secretly. I wanted to be angry, but seeing you were cautious and looking forward to meeting me, I had no choice but to give up.The moonlight of that night should be as clear as this night. I hold your hand and go home with you.I saw the way you pursed your lips and snickered, with a sea of ​​stars in your eyes.

The days of working overtime in the company did not last long. The leader talked to me and asked me if something happened.I was silent for a long time, and finally said, no, I am fine.

After that day, I stopped working overtime as before. I called Not and asked him to accompany me to Bright's bar. At that time, Not was about to graduate from graduate school and was doing an internship. Fortunately, he was not very busy during the internship and could still spare time. accompany me.

Bright is still the same as before, often making fun of me, the only difference is that he will never mention you again.When you just left, he asked me why I came back now, and where did you go.I sat in the corner, listening to the bar band's songs one after another, I thought I was clearly listening to them singing, but why can I always see you through them. Not got angry and quarreled with Bright. Since then, he looked at me a lot of times and he hesitated to talk, but he never mentioned you again.

I said to Not, I think I still have a lot to say to you, and I don't even think we have had time to say goodbye.The more I talk, the more I want to pour out all the words that have been suppressed in my heart these days. Not looked at me one cup after another and didn't stop me.

I said Not, you know, when I went home and confessed our relationship to my parents, I told my parents that I really love him and want to live with him hand in hand.My father couldn't contain his anger, he slapped me with his hands, and called me a bad family. He used countless harsh words to scold me, but I think for the sake of Kong and our future, I can bear all these things, and I should also bear it. Kneeling there, imagining if he will be like me when he comes home.I watched my mother sitting on the side covering her face and weeping bitterly. I knew that although she couldn't accept the truth, she loved me. It's just that she was too weak to resist her father.

My father confines me at home. He said that I will be allowed to leave the house one day when I think it through.

In the first few days, I was able to secretly answer Kong’s calls. I asked him to help me take a long vacation with the company. I said that my parents just couldn’t accept it, but I was still fine, eating well and sleeping soundly. Please don’t worry. .Smart as Kong, I think he must know that my life is not good at all.Later, my father found out about secretly answering Kong's phone call. My father was furious, and he asked me to promise not to see him again.

But Not, I can't do it.No matter how my father scolded me, I didn't open my mouth.Just when my father wanted to drop my phone, I don't know where the impulse came from, and I don't know how I dared to go forward and snatch the phone back from my father. The only thing I know is that I can't break with him Contact, he is still waiting for me, waiting for me to go home.

I promised my father that I would never contact him again, and the matter came to an end.But a few days later, my father took my mobile phone while I was asleep, and he found out that I just didn't answer his call, but I still kept in touch.This time my father directly smashed my mobile phone.

After completely cutting off contact with him, I couldn't sleep all night, and my appetite plummeted.Open your eyes and watch the sky turn from dark to dawn. The night sky that used to be bright with stars and moon now only feels that the night is so long.When I can't remember the date, I saw Kong.

I know his car, which took us to spend time in the suburbs, back to the campus where we first met, and to the Rama VIII Bridge.And now his car is parked not far from my yard. I look at him behind the car window. I haven’t seen him for a few days. Kong’s beard has grown a lot, and his hair looks like he hasn’t taken care of it. It looks messy and the clothes are no longer straight.

I stood behind the curtain, not daring to let Kong see me now, for fear that he would suffer even more.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and I was already in tears behind the curtains.

The days like this didn't last long, I found that my hair started to fall out, I felt sad in my heart, and didn't take this matter to heart.Until one morning, my mother came to my room to deliver breakfast. I stood by the window and didn't notice her coming.I looked at her face, time has also left traces of the years on her face, my mother is no longer young.After all, she broke down and cried, why, why, why can't she give up.This sentence seems to be asking me, but also like asking myself.I looked at my hand, which was a small lock of hair that I had just unconsciously touched my head.

A few days later, Kong came to my house, and it was my mother who brought him here.The moment I saw Kong, I turned around and went upstairs. I didn't want to see him, but I just didn't want him to see me now.

Kong followed me, I heard his footsteps going up, but I didn't dare to look back at him.

He entered the room behind me and closed the door for me.Pulled me to the edge of the bed and sat down, then squatted in front of me, and said to me, Nuannuan, don't cry.

I cried more fiercely, hugged him, and buried my face in his neck.After a long time, I heard myself say, Kong, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much.

The whole afternoon, Kong stayed with me. He held me in his arms, stroked my hair with his hands, and said that my Nuannuan should sleep and eat well.That night, I ate a big bowl of rice.I saw my father's indifference at the dinner table, my mother's worry, and my Kong was very happy.

After Not asked, why did he just leave.I looked up at Not, thinking I must be drunk.

The day after Kong left my house, my father told me that I could go back to Bangkok. I was so happy, thinking that this meant that my father had agreed to us.When I got back to our home, Kong had already packed his luggage and I realized we had lived together for almost 2 years and his luggage was packed in only one suitcase.

I was stunned and asked him what that meant.He only said that his father wanted him to go to other places to expand the company's business. When I asked him when he would come back, he said calmly that it might be one year, two years, or five years.And Nuan Nuan, don't wait for me.I asked him what that meant.But he said he wanted to break up with me, just because he was tired of this kind of life, and he still wanted to marry and have children like other people.I thought I might be crazy at that time, I pulled him and said in a begging tone that my father had already agreed to us, otherwise how could I come back to Bangkok.He raised his head suddenly when he heard this sentence, his eyes were cold and decisive that I had never seen before, he said, Senior Arthit, let's break up.

Later, I found out that my mother had found his number in my mobile phone address book earlier, went to Bangkok to find him, and told him my current situation. She said that my father would never approve of us as long as he was alive. She begged him to leave me.

I don't know what kind of expression he used to deal with his mother's words. I think he must be suffering the same pain as me, otherwise it would be impossible for him to not come back after so long.

In those days when you were not around, I actually didn't have a good life at all.