I am him [Comprehensive]

After the training, several people went to eat together as usual, and by the time the show ended, dusk had already fallen.

Dark clouds have piled up in the sky all day, but until now, it hasn't rained yet.

It's just that the low air pressure always seems to make people feel a little out of breath.

"You really don't need to see me off, it's not too far anyway, I'll just walk back, and just after eating, I also took a walk to digest my food." Arthit stood in front of Not's car, rejecting his kindness.

He knows that his recent emotional instability has made his friends worry.

But he didn't want to be a burden to everyone.

It's a pity that Not was not convinced by him: "Look at this day, the rain will fall at some point, I will take you back first, if you want to take a walk, I will walk downstairs with you."

Because of the bad weather, Not didn't ride a scooter when he went out today, but drove his four-wheeled one.

Plame probably intended to create opportunities for him, and forcibly pulled away Tuta and Bright, who didn't know why, as soon as the meal was over.

Otherwise, according to the previous habit, Not would have to be sent back one by one, and what's worse is that Arthit's residence is not the farthest one, so he and Arthit would have no time to be alone at all.

Arthit knew he couldn't persuade him, so he could only compromise and sat in the passenger seat.

Despite the bad weather, there were still students coming and going on the road during dinner time. Not's car was driving very slowly, and the two of them should be called moving at a slow speed.

Arthit leaned back on the back of the chair tiredly, closing his eyes and dozing off, not intending to have a deep talk with him.

But Not couldn't help but opened his mouth: "Arthit, why did you say those words during training?"

Arthit had already guessed that he would ask, but he didn't want to answer.

He opened his eyes, but turned his head to look out the window: "It's all about venting, why bother about why."

Not sighed helplessly: "The juniors and juniors have already misunderstood you deeply enough, and if you say such things in front of them, it will only deepen their misunderstanding."

Arthit's mind suddenly saw Kongphop staring at him when he stood in front of the podium.

He sneered indifferently, his voice erratic: "These are not important to me at all."

"Arthit!" Not yelled worriedly, "If this continues, I'm afraid that the rumors will spread more and more, and the situation will be even more difficult to deal with by then?"

Arthit finally turned his head to look at him: "Okay, don't worry, I have my own plans for these."

Not opened his mouth, and wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Arthit involuntarily: "There is a coffee shop in front, I'm going to buy a drink, what do you want?"

Not looked at him for a long time, hesitant to speak, and finally sighed helplessly: "I want an American."

"Okay, then wait a minute, I'll be back soon." Arthit quickly opened the car door, and got out of the car as if fleeing.

Not's hand holding the steering wheel was so hard that his fingertips turned white.

He and Arthit are good buddies, no one would doubt that.

But his privileges don't stop there.

Arthit always perfectly abides by the proportions that a buddy should have, and doesn't want to trouble him any more.

How much he wished that he could be the most special one, that no matter what pain Arthit had, he could tell him and let him share it.

Not's mind inevitably became heavy, and he couldn't say anything that seemed to interfere with his decision along the way.

Arthit was holding a cup of cappuccino in his hand, but he was lying on the back of the chair with his eyes closed all the way, so quiet that he seemed to be really asleep.

But as soon as the car stopped in front of the building, he immediately opened his eyes and was about to get out of the car.

But the eyes of the two fell on the person standing in front of the building door for the first time.

Not clenched the steering wheel, and a storm rose in his heart: "What does this kid want to do!"

It goes without saying that Kongphop is the only one who can make the usually calm man so angry.

The muscles of Arthit's whole body also tensed up instantly, but in front of Not, he still kept his composure: "Don't pay attention to him, I'll go up first, and you should go back quickly, so as not to rain."

With that said, Arthit opened the car door and walked out.

But Not didn't do what he wanted, and drove away directly.

He also quickly got down from the driver's seat and looked at Kongphop aggressively.

Seeing them get off the car together, Kongphop's expression changed obviously, but he still folded his hands obediently and said hello to them: "Senior Not, Senior Arthit."

Not asked bluntly, "What are you doing here?"

Kongphop raised his eyes and looked at Arthit: "I... wait here for Senior Arthit."

Arthit acted as if he didn't hear what he said was related to himself, walked past him with a coffee in his hand, and walked towards the door of the building.

Seeing him ignoring him, Kongphop felt anxious, and subconsciously grabbed him: "Senior Arthit, I have something to tell you..."

After buying this cup of coffee, Arthit hadn't even had a sip yet. After bumping all the way, the cream had already collapsed and fused with the coffee below.

Kongphop made a sudden movement, Arthit was caught off guard, and the cup accidentally tilted down, and the coffee inside suddenly overflowed and spilled on his hand.

Arthit let out a cry of pain, subconsciously let go of his hand, the whole coffee cup fell to the ground, and the brown coffee mixed with pure white cream spilled all over the floor.

Kongphop's heart tightened, he hurried forward and took Arthit's hand: "Is it hot?"

Arthit shook his hand hard, trying to shake off his hand, but Kongphop stubbornly held his wrist and refused to let go.

"You let me go!"

"0062!" Not also approached with a gloomy face.

But now in Kongphop's eyes, nothing is more important than Arthit's injury.

Without any explanation, he dragged Arthit back to Not's car, took out an unopened bottle of purified water directly on the front workbench, twisted it open and poured it on the back of Arthit's hand.

While washing him, he asked anxiously, "How is it? Does it hurt? I'll take you to the school doctor!"

He stood naked in front of someone else's car, and he didn't know where he got the courage to say such a thing.

After cooling down all the way, the temperature of that cup of coffee was no longer that exaggerated. Arthit was just shocked when he came into contact with the heat, but it wasn't really too hot.

But because his skin was originally white, after a burst of cold water washing, the back of his hand was also flushed, which looked a little scary.

Kongphop's heart twisted hard, and when the bottle of water was finished, he pulled him around and wanted to leave.

Not intervening just now was because he was also worried about Arthit's injury, so he let him flush the bottle of water, and now he would not give him a chance to be presumptuous, and grabbed Kongphop's shoulder in frustration: "0062, you can leave!"

Kongphop's grip on Arthit's wrist inevitably increased.

He didn't look at Not, just stared into Arthit's eyes.

For some reason, at this moment, he felt for no reason that when Arthit was in danger, the person standing by his side should be himself.

His star-like eyes are too familiar, so familiar that Arthit's heart, which is trying hard to be calm, still can't stop a burst of irritability.

Arthit shook his hand away forcefully, turning his face away as if avoiding, not wanting to meet his eyes again.

Compared with the tingling pain in his heart, the wound on his hand was nothing to him at all.

"I'm fine, you all go."

"Arthit!"

"Arthit!"

The two spoke in unison.

Arthit's gaze turned to Not: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, the cup of coffee is not very hot, I was just taken aback. It's going to rain, you go back first, I'm tired."

The same two people were worried about him, but his explanation was only to Not.

Kongphop couldn't help but tightly hold the hand that was thrown away by his side, a burst of jealousy rushed into his nose.

But how could Not really feel relieved to leave: "I'll take you to see a doctor first."

"It's really all right! Not, I'm tired and want to rest early." Arthit's tone contained a bit of pleading.

But to some people who are jealous, this kind of prayer is tantamount to acting like a baby.

He turned his face away and even tried to plug his ears.

Not still wanted to struggle: "But..."

Arthit stretched out his hand in front of him: "It's just a little red, it's really okay, and I'm not stupid, if it really hurts, how could I not go to the doctor."

After such a long time, the back of Arthit's hand was still red, but apart from the redness, there were really no other symptoms.

"I have a regular ointment at home, and I'll be fine after applying it myself." Arthit continued.

In fact, he was so eager to let Not go because he was afraid that Kongphop would say something that would expose their past relationship.

For him, that period should have been buried in the loess long ago.

The more people who know, the more embarrassing he is.

Not knows that he is stubborn, and now that he has talked to this point, he will definitely not go out with him again.

He took a deep look at Kongphop who was standing aside, and what no one knew was that strong jealousy was also surging in his chest at the moment.

Arthit said every word to him, even refused to separate a glance from the person next to him.

But he just felt that the presence of this person was too strong to be ignored.

It was as if, Arthit talked to him like this just to deliberately show his alienation from Kongphop.

Not's hand fell on the car door that Kongphop opened just now: "Then I'll go first, remember to apply the medicine immediately after getting up, and then send me a message, if it doesn't work, call me anytime."

Arthit nodded: "Understood, let's go back quickly."

While talking, it really started to rain in the sky.

Not hesitated, walked around to the back seat, and gave him an umbrella.

Arthit looked back at the door of the building that was close at hand, and rejected his kindness: "I didn't take a few steps in total. I don't know if it will rain when you go back. You can save it for yourself."

"That's fine, don't stay outside, go up quickly."

In Kongphop's eyes, the inseparable relationship between these two people is simply an eyesore.

However, he had no position to stop it at all.

Not finally left while Arthit watched him off, and when his car disappeared around the corner, Arthit also turned his head.

All the smiles when he faced Not just now disappeared, and he wanted to pass by Kongphop without looking sideways.

Kongphop wanted to catch him again, but when he thought of the disaster he had just created, he couldn't help but froze halfway, and he just said behind him: "Senior and Not, what's the relationship?"