I am him [Comprehensive]

Although the training was tiring, it wasn't unbearable for this group of vigorous young men.

No, even though they shouted that they had undergone devil training, once they were disbanded, they all became lively again, and there was no sign of fatigue at all.

A group of boys get together and want to get acquainted quickly. The most direct option is to have a drink together.

They are no exception.

Kongphop and M have just made such a big splash, and this round is basically centered around them, and of course kongphop can't escape.

In fact, Kongphop is not a person who is not good at socializing. On the contrary, with a cheerful personality, he has always been in the crowd since he was a child, so there is no fear.

Only this time, when he thought that the next drama would probably be a discussion on the relationship between him and M, the repulsion in his heart couldn't be dispelled no matter what.

Rejection is repulsion, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Sure enough, because of his "feat" during training, everyone's topic at the beginning was basically on him and M.

Within a short while, everyone had confirmed that he and M were lovers, booing and drinking.

M gave him so much personal space behind people, so in front of people, Kongphop will always show that a boyfriend should be decent, take care of him, and stop drinking.

Fortunately, they are a group of big boys, and they will not hold on to this one gossip. After a while of coaxing, they all let him go and discuss other topics.

Kongphop breathed a sigh of relief, touched a pack of cigarettes on the table, gestured to M, got up and walked out.

In fact, the table was already so smoky, and he didn't really want to smoke, but he just wanted to get out and get some air.

Unexpectedly, someone was one step ahead of him. Among the new classmates, the coldest-looking one named Ward was looking for a lighter all over his body with a cigarette in his mouth.

At the wine table just now, only Ward did not show any interest in his relationship with M, so in front of this person, he also felt strangely relaxed.

Kongphop walked up to Ward, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and approached him.

Ward lowered his head and lit the cigarette, and while thanking him, exhaled a puff of smoke slowly: "Thank you!"

This is the first conversation between them.

Ward really didn't talk much, after thanking this sentence, he seemed to lose interest in chatting.

For such a person who has nothing to do with himself and hangs up high, Kongphop has a little urge to confide.

"Ward," he called out.

Ward raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously.

Kongphop hesitated again and again, but still said a very irrelevant topic: "Do you think the seniors are too strict?"

While he hesitated, Ward had already smoked that cigarette to the full.

After putting out the cigarette butt in the ashtray he brought out with him, Ward replied, "Actually, it's not entirely the senior's fault. If you commit the same thing you just emphasized, you will definitely kill others. Standing up again will add fuel to the fire."

What Ward said, Kongphop actually understood.

But he still wanted to hear it from other people's mouth.

After hearing the criticism, he was able to relieve his guilt a little bit.

But Ward obviously had no interest in clearing up his guilt, and looked at him again, even with a playful smile on his lips: "But you are very 6, and you came out in front of so many people when you just started school, I am convinced. "

Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, that smile really made Kongphop feel uncomfortable.

The scene of M talking to him that day was instantly reflected in his mind.

Kongphop had just been discharged from the hospital at that time. Although there were no sequelae left in his body, the blurry memory in his mind often kept him awake at night.

He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important, and if he couldn't find it, he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

M is his best friend, and Kongphop, of course, thought of asking him first.

M hesitated in front of him for a long time before finally lowering his head and saying, "The relationship between the two of us is lovers. You really don't remember?"

Kongphop could feel that he had indeed had a lover, because every time he thought of that vague figure, his heart would feel as if it would jump out of his chest.

But he never expected that person to be M.

It's not that he didn't think that M might have lied to him, although this kind of speculation is too hurtful.

But if that person wasn't M, why did he hesitate to come to him?

And he really didn't find any trace of another person in his own life.

He tried his best to make himself treat M as his lover, but after all his efforts, he could only do superficial work.

Unlike the group of laughing and gossiping people at the table just now, he always felt that Ward seemed to see through his disguise.

So in front of Ward, he almost ran away.

At the next wine table, Kongphop couldn't help being silent a lot, just drinking one cup at a time.

Right now, he really needs to drink away his worries.

Except for M, no one noticed his abnormality.

Kongphop had a good capacity for alcohol, even though he drank for a while, he still had the energy to send M back after the performance.

Different from the intimacy in front of people, the two of them were almost silent during this journey, and he hesitated to speak to Kongphop until the downstairs of M's residence: "It's so late, why don't you stay with me tonight Stay here, there is class tomorrow morning."

Kongphop was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and smelled himself: "Forget it, you smell like alcohol, and you don't have my change of clothes here."

After speaking, he waved his hand at M, turned around and was about to leave.

"Kong!" M called out to him.

Kongphop paused and turned his head.

You can wear my clothes too.

This sentence was brewing on M's lips for a long time, but in the end he swallowed it back bit by bit.

Obviously before, Kongphop wouldn't care about him so clearly. The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and the number of times they stayed at each other's home has long been countless. It doesn't matter if two boys wear each other's clothes.

And since they established a relationship as lovers, Kongphop always seems to be pushing him further away intentionally or unintentionally.

"I, I just want to say sorry to you again, I have troubled you today." M had nothing to say.

Hearing that he was just talking about this, Kongphop also quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

M clenched his fist in the dark.

"It's my fault too, I didn't give you the name tag in time." Kongphop said.

Mentioning this matter, M couldn't help but feel a little guilty, he tentatively said: "You... saw that I put it in the cabinet?"

Kongphop smiled and comforted: "Next time, don't clean up the cabinet when you are absent-minded."

M took a deep breath: "I understand."

He knew that even if Kongphop saw it, he wouldn't think too much about it.

In any case, in Kongphop's eyes, he is the M who grew up with him.

M bit her lower lip and suddenly hugged him heavily.

Kongphop was taken aback, hesitated for a while, and then reached out to pat him on the back.

"Kong, I will wait for you to fall in love with me." He whispered.

His voice was so low that it almost blended into the quiet night, and he didn't know whether he wanted to say it to Kongphop or himself.

But Kongphop did feel a bit sad because of his words.

But to the person in his arms, he couldn't make any promises.

"Okay, stop thinking about it, go to sleep, I'll watch you here, I'll go back when your light is on." Kongphop rubbed his hair.

M nodded, and finally let him go reluctantly.

"See you tomorrow." He smiled at Kongphop.

But when he turned around, the smile on his face faded involuntarily.

Can he really wait until that day?

He was afraid that before that day came, he would have already changed beyond recognition.