I am him [Comprehensive]

"Hey, I'll give you the phone." M took out Kongphop's phone from the bedroom, pondered for a while, and then said, "Anyway, we're going to class together tomorrow, so you just stay with me for one night."

Just now a few of them were writing the homework due tomorrow in Ork together, and Kongphop found out that after M used his mobile phone in the morning, he never returned it to him.

So after finishing his homework, he deliberately followed M back.

Now people leave their mobile phones, and they always feel a little bit at a loss.

Hearing M's words, Kongphop froze for a moment, held the phone tightly, and subconsciously refused: "It's okay, I won't go back very far, and besides, I have to go back and get the books I need to bring to class tomorrow."

M opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to persuade him to stay, but he paused on the edge of his mouth, and when he spoke again, his meaning changed: "Okay, then go back and be careful."

Only then did Kongphop laugh, and nodded to M: "Okay, I see, you go in and get some rest early."

M bit her lower lip and closed the door with her backhand: "Come on, I'll take you down and watch you go."

Kongphop couldn't help laughing a little: "No need, two big men, what can I send back and forth, it's not boyfriend and girlfriend..."

His voice came to an abrupt end following M's sudden change of expression.

Kongphop swallowed, and remedied embarrassingly: "I mean, I'm a big man, you don't need to send it away."

But M's ugly face has been put away, and he raised his face and smiled at him: "I want to stay with you for a while, let's go."

His smile undoubtedly gave the embarrassed Kongphop a good step, but even if Kongphop walked down the steps smoothly, the atmosphere between the two inevitably cooled down.

In fact, both of them understood that the reason why Kongphop said such words inadvertently was precisely because deep down in his heart, he still only regarded M as a buddy.

Even if you do self-hypnosis every day for things that are not in your heart, there will always be omissions.

M lived on the third floor, perhaps in order to spend more time with Kongphop, he didn't choose to take the elevator, but turned into the safe stairs at the end of the corridor.

Few people walked on the stairs, so the silence of the two made the silent night even quieter, and even their breathing could be heard.

Kongphop's hand unconsciously grabbed the backpack strap on his shoulder, fiddled with it back and forth.

Seeing his actions, M's heart sank.

Kongphop probably doesn't know it himself, every time he has a hard time saying something, he can't help but grab the little things in his hand and play with them non-stop, this has been the case since he was a child.

No one knows better than him.

The height of the three-story building really didn't take much time, and the two of them had already walked downstairs in a short time.

Different from the reluctance shown just now, M barely stopped and said, "It's getting late, you should go back quickly, I'll go up first."

Seeing that he was about to turn around and leave, Kongphop suddenly blurted out eagerly: "M."

M's footsteps stopped.

"M, I..." Kongphop turned his eyes away and said falteringly, "I think we..."

M suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.

Kongphop's words were interrupted, he looked helplessly at the person who suddenly appeared in his arms, the hand holding the backpack strap was stronger, and the knuckles were obvious.

"We still have a lifetime to take our time, don't worry." M continued his words, "I will wait no matter how long."

Hearing what he said, the words that Kongphop finally rushed to his mouth suddenly struggled in his throat again, unable to speak for a long time.

"M." He sighed faintly, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

M shook his head on his shoulder: "No, I believe there will always be that day."

He raised his face and looked into Kongphop's eyes seriously: "You have liked being with me the most since you were young, haven't you?"

But this is different from love.

Kongphop thought so in his heart, but seeing M's cautious expression, he didn't know how to continue to say such hurtful words.

Probably because he was afraid to stay with him any longer, Kongphop really said something irreparable, M quickly let go of him, and smiled at him hastily: "There is still class tomorrow morning, you go back quickly Bar."

"M..."

Kongphop couldn't help but speak again, but this time, M didn't stop for a moment, and rushed upstairs in a hurry.

When there was no one in front of him, Kongphop said in a low voice, "What if I fall in love with someone else?"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but sighed again.

He really wanted to say this in front of M just now.

Although the person he loves avoids him like a snake and scorpion, despite this, it will make him a scumbag who has failed M's deep friendship.

But he really doesn't know how to put away his feelings for Arthit and fall in love with M instead.

Kongphop took out his pocket, only to remember that he had smoked all his cigarettes last night.

He raked his hair irritably, turned on his phone, and habitually boarded the school forum.

Ever since he found out that someone deliberately hacked Arthit on the forum, it has basically become a habit of him to go to the forum first after turning on his phone.

It was precisely because he was worried about the situation in the forum that he found out that his mobile phone was taken away by M in the afternoon.

After a day of precipitation, there was no such heated confrontation in the forum as yesterday, and occasionally one or two posts criticizing the sotus system had nothing to do with Arthit.

Of course Kongphop knew that in this short day, it was impossible to stop the rumors just like that.

It seems that someone has been watching to delete comments that are not good for Arthit.

Kongphop finally felt relieved, exited the forum, fiddled with his fingers on the screen for a while, finally couldn't hold back, and clicked on the information page.

The only message he ever sent was that one, lying alone on the page of personal information.

Even though M told him several times that there is no need to feel guilty about that post, he still couldn't help but feel guilty when he thought that Arthit had somehow become a target of public criticism because of him.

Arthit should have ignored him.

The damage has been done, and no amount of texts and apologies from him will help.

Kongphop knew that Arthit couldn't reply, but he couldn't bear to delete the one he sent.

I don't know if M has seen it.

In fact, he should be considered despicable.

In fact, when M took his mobile phone away, Kongphop secretly hoped that he could find some clues in this short text message.

kongphop doesn't know how long he can procrastinate, but he understands that he will definitely have the second or third time for the urge to tell the truth like tonight - he doesn't know which time, he will never again Can't help it, tell M clearly.

Before that, if M could sense his intentions, he would be less hurt.

Kongphop wiped his face vigorously.

If he could get back the memories of those two years, he really wanted to ask himself at that time why he chose to be with his best buddy.

This decision is probably the stupidest one he has made in his life.

On the first day of class after the forum incident, as one of the protagonists of that post, Kongphop has already attracted countless glances as soon as he entered the site of the engineering school, not to mention the endless whispers.

Thinking that Arthit might encounter the same situation, Kongphop couldn't help feeling depressed.

Throughout the day, he was absent-minded in class, holding his mobile phone, and wanted to send Arthit a text message several times to ask about the situation, but he had to hold back.

If he saw his text messages, perhaps Arthit would be tens of times more annoying than hearing other people's gossip.

"Gossip, gossip! Have you heard? Senior Arthit is coming back to be our teacher and senior!" Before the last class, Ork suddenly rushed between them with a mysterious expression on his face.

Hearing the name in his mouth, Kongphop's temple couldn't help but twitch.

Before he could say anything, Ma-plang leaned over in surprise: "Really? Where did you hear it? Are you sure!"

"It's absolutely true! I just heard what a senior in the junior year said in the bathroom. This morning, senior Arthit went to the teacher's office with several other instructors. It is said that he withdrew his resignation application." Ork looked to the side full of sympathy M, "This is miserable for M, the big devil is coming back!"

M was dazed because of what he said just now, and only then realized when he heard his name, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Kongphop.

Ma-plang slapped Ork on the shoulder angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! I don't believe my senior Arthit is that kind of person, that post is obviously full of nonsense! If you let me know who posted it, You must give him a good beating!"

"Oh hey, can you take off your fan filter first!" Ork tutted and shook his head.

"Take it away, I don't believe Senior Arthit would do this!" Ma-plang said firmly.

Ork nodded: "Okay, otherwise let's make a bet, what if he continues to target M after he comes back?"

"Then...then I will never be a fan of Senior Arthit again, and break with him!"

"A word is settled!"

"One word!"

The two actually made a serious bet.

Kongphop shook his head helplessly, looked at M and said, "Don't worry, Senior Arthit is not that kind of person."

M smiled at him: "I understand."

Of course he wasn't worried about that.

M just didn't expect that he would be self-defeating.

Originally, he just wanted to push Arthit away, but unexpectedly, it made him return to the team of instructors.

When Arthit came back, what exactly did he want to do?