I am him [Comprehensive]

Without the background of the uniform, Arthit in casual clothes seemed to be a little more haggard, lazily, without a trace of his usual high spirits.

"Then I'll go back first, see you in class tomorrow." Not patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked out.

After the training, he was still worried, so he ran to Arthit with food again.

Of course, this time I intentionally did not bring pink frozen milk.

Arthit nodded, but paused for a few seconds, and stopped him again: "Wait a minute, Not."

Not stopped and looked back at him.

Arthit hesitated, and came out of the door: "Don't do this again next time."

His hands slipped into his pockets unconsciously, looking a bit cramped.

Obviously, he didn't want to bring up this narcissistic topic at all, otherwise he wouldn't have hesitated for so long.

Not chuckled, and said sternly to him: "I knew you would think too much, and training them is not to help you vent your personal anger. Goodbye."

As he spoke, he patted Arthit on the shoulder, turned around again and wanted to leave.

Arthit nodded dubiously, but soon, he called out again: "Hey, Not!"

Not stopped again.

Arthit looked away uncomfortably, lowered his head and said, "Thank you anyway."

"Thank you?" Not raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously.

"Just... I suddenly resigned and left everything to you." Arthit said awkwardly.

He has never been good at thanking and apologizing, so he can barely be more comfortable with these few friends.

Not looked at him dumbfounded: "Hey! There's no need to thank me for this. It's not just your responsibility, although I don't know what's wrong with you..."

He paused, and his tone suddenly became deep: "But no matter what you decide, I will support you, you know."

Not's eyes seemed to suddenly become deep, and he fixedly stared into Arthit's eyes, which made him panic for a while.

Arthit lowered his head helplessly, for the first time, he suddenly felt Not in front of him, and seemed a little more indescribable.

Not easily noticed his dodge, and the expression in his eyes was also covered by disappointment.

He smiled and concealed his authenticity: "Plame, Bright, and Tuta all support your decision. We will wait for your return at any time."

The subtle change in Not's tone finally made the atmosphere in front of him a lot more normal.

Maybe... it was just his illusion just now.

Arthit nodded and finally smiled at Not again.

Not reached out and patted his shoulder, turned around, but the smile on his face was completely replaced by disappointment.

Arthit couldn't see his expression, so naturally he couldn't appreciate his absence.

As a matter of fact, Arthit was already in enough confusion in his own mind, so he didn't have the mood to take care of other things.

He let out a long sigh and leaned weakly against the wall.

It was already pitch black outside the door, and as soon as Not went out, his figure disappeared into the vast night.

Also disappeared in Arthit's consciousness at the same time.

But some people, even though they haven't appeared in front of his eyes for a long time, still firmly occupy his mind and refuse to leave.

He finally made this unwise decision.

From the establishment of the School of Engineering to the present, Arthit is really the first teacher in history to run away halfway.

From this point of view, he is already a complete loser.

If it was before, the stronger Arthit would never allow his life to be stained like this.

It's just that for him now, these external honors have actually become less important.

Do you know what method can most effectively pull a person who is used to looking down on the world from the altar?

Just find a way to make him fall in love with you.

So once you leave, he will no longer have the energy to maintain the aura he cared about.

People whose hearts have been exhausted actually don't think about what they want to live like.

just let it go

******

In most cases, a group of people gather together under the name of homework, and in the end they basically cannot escape the fate of putting down their homework and gossiping.

Especially when Ork is mixed into the team with a curious eight-woman type player.

This time is of course no exception.

A few people got together, and before they could write a few lines, they heard Ork gossip and ask: "Kong, M, the instructor's lecture today is because of you again? How did M offend Senior Arthit?"

Kongphop frowned, and retorted subconsciously: "It shouldn't be about Arthit today..."

"Kong, wait a minute!" Ork interrupted him, "If it wasn't for him, how could the instructors say such things today and even threaten to cancel the trip!"

Every time Ork speaks fallacies, he speaks clearly and logically. The rumors that spread around the campus, and their source, basically come from the specious and deceptive "guessing" of a person like him.

Kongphop couldn't help feeling a little disgusted in his heart.

"If he really intends to target us, why would he take the initiative to resign? I think it's weird." Kongphop continued to refute.

Although in the dispute with Arthit, Kongphop once questioned his "targeting" face to face, but at that time he was emotional, and most of the words he said were angry words.

Now that he calmed down, he felt that his doubts were a little vulnerable.

It is true that Arthit hates him, and maybe it is true that he is angry with M, but if he has always aimed at M, Kongphop always feels that Arthit is not that kind of person.

He didn't know where this blind trust came from.

But as far as the facts are concerned, if Arthit really intends to target them, why should he resign?

Wouldn't it be more convenient to be their coach all the time and teach others?

Hearing the suspicion in Kongphop's words, M's eyes could not help flickering, and he quickly interrupted their argument: "Okay, don't quarrel, anyway, the senior has resigned, and there is no point in arguing about these things, hurry up and do your homework Bar!"

M's words successfully brought the current debate to an end, but they couldn't suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

Because of this episode, a few people finished their homework and lost interest in drinking and having dinner. They ate something casually and disbanded.

Seeing Kongphop's ashen expression until he left, M finally couldn't hold back and dialed his phone.

Sure enough, even though it has been so long, Kongphop's tone is still a bit dull: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"It's okay, I just want to see if you've made it home safely." M said to him from left to right.

Kongphop sighed: "It's really not suitable for you, M."

M pursed her lower lip, and finally said: "I want to ask, today... Ork's words seem to make you a little unhappy. Why did you think of suddenly speaking for Senior Arthit?"

"I'm not trying to speak for him, I'm just discussing the facts." Kongphop responded.

M was silent for a while, and then continued: "I understand what you mean, but Ork is just talking casually, in front of so many people, don't let your friends get off the stage like this in the future, after all... After all, compared to Ork, Arthit is just a senior who has nothing to do with us."

Hearing M's words, Kongphop's heart trembled, and he fell silent instantly.

That's right, that person is just a senior who doesn't have much contact with them.

But he didn't know why he cared so much.

"Kongphop..." M stammered, "Why didn't you speak? You, are you blaming me? He punished you together."

"Of course I'm not blaming you!" Kongphop immediately retorted, "I just think that maybe I did something wrong before. At least at the beginning, Arthit just...followed the rules."

Listening to his words, M's heart trembled violently, and he said in a low voice: "But before, you didn't care if it was my fault, you would..." and you would stand by my side.

His voice was so low that Kongphop couldn't hear it at all.

"Hello? What did you say?"

M shook his head: "It's nothing, the signal doesn't seem to be very good, are you home yet?"

"Well, I'll be home soon, let's talk about what's going on tomorrow." Kongphop said.

M held the phone tightly, and finally restored the normal volume: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone hastily, Kongphop has also arrived at the door of the apartment.

He didn't even take a shower, so he lay down on the bed in annoyance.

Just being irritable doesn't mean being tired. Even though he is very exhausted, he still doesn't feel sleepy in a messy mood, and his mind is full of that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

"Fang, by the way, the sun is so hot these two days, you should prepare more water for your juniors." In the infirmary, he still clearly remembered Arthit's gentle words.

So why does he who cares about everyone hate him and M so much?

Kongphop couldn't figure it out, got up from the bed irritably, pushed open the window, trying to get some air, but his eyes fell on the opposite side involuntarily.

On the balcony opposite, the lights are bright tonight, and it looks clearer than usual.

Suddenly, the door moved, and a person came out of it, as if overlapping with the vague figure in his memory.

When he saw the appearance of that person clearly, Kongphop couldn't help but feel a sudden tightening in his heart.

It's Arthit.