I am him [Comprehensive]

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of the rain outside the window became louder and louder, crackling on the transparent glass.

Arthit forgot to draw the curtains, just curled up on the bed, staring blankly at the raindrops scrambling to hit the glass.

The night was dark, so he couldn't see that Kongphop was sitting on the opposite balcony with his knees hugged, staring at his window through the rain curtain in a daze.

The ashtray on the side was already full, and there were some messy cigarette butts scattered around Kongphop's feet.

And the cigarette case thrown among the cigarette butts was already empty.

Until now, his mind is still full of the sweetness between Arthit's lips and teeth, that soft touch seems to have always brought trembling into the bottom of his heart, which makes people never forget it.

Kongphop was still hesitant, but his heart seemed to be firmer than ever because of this kiss.

The phone was turned on in his hand and then froze until it was turned off, and so on, until the sound of the rain gradually stopped and the sky was about to dawn, he finally gritted his teeth, typed a line of words, and sent it.

"I'm sorry, M, it's really impossible for me to fall in love with you again, let's end it."

After sending this sentence, Kongphop seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief, but the guilt towards M also surged up, disturbing people's peace.

As for M, he really didn't know what to do.

It's wrong to disappoint his will, but it's not a wrong thing to have another person with him in your heart?

He didn't meet Arthit in the past, so he felt that it was okay to spend time with M, and maybe one day he would really have feelings for him.

But now, he clearly knows that no matter how hard he tries, it is impossible to change the person in his heart from Arthit to M.

Even if Arthit always avoided him like a snake, he couldn't deny his heart.

Kongphop understands that his love for Arthit comes out of nowhere, but love is probably so out of nowhere, so it's hard to explain.

The rain that lasted all night gradually stopped as the sky gradually brightened. The sun seemed to never know that there was such a rain in the night, and jumped out of the clouds as usual, illuminating the whole world brightly.

A ding ding dong dong woke Arthit up from his slumber.

That night, he didn't know when he fell asleep, his eyes were swollen and sore.

Last night's drenched backpack was casually thrown by the bed, Arthit lay down in a daze, picked up the bag from under the bed, took out the phone from inside, connected it and put it to his ear.

Not's voice came out quickly: "Are you up? How is your hand?"

Arthit closed his eyes hard and looked at his hand.

The coffee yesterday was indeed not too hot. He didn't apply ointment when he came back, and the hot place didn't swell up.

It's only now that he realizes that some small cuts have been scratched on his hands for some reason, and the scabs have scabbed over night. When he realized it, it really hurt a little.

He cleared his throat, and answered, "It's okay, it's okay at first."

"That's good." Not's tone paused before continuing, "I bought breakfast and came over. You are ready to get down and eat. I am going upstairs and I will be there soon."

Arthit sat up from the bed in a daze, and looked at the clock on the wall: "Isn't there still class? I'll go out to eat later."

"It's already on your level." Not laughed.

"Okay." Arthit also smiled helplessly, but then, a thought flashed through his mind, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly got up and ran towards the door.

He ran to the door in two or three steps, and pulled the door open, only to find that Not had arrived. Their eyes fell on the bag of medicine hanging on the handle almost at the same time.

Through the transparent plastic bag, the word "burn" on one of the boxes happened to be exposed.

Apart from Not, the only one who knew that Arthit was scalded by coffee was Kongphop himself, who sent these medicines, there was no need to ask further.

The two looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

However, Not quickly regained his composure, reached out to take off the bag, and handed what he was carrying to Arthit: "This is the breakfast and medicine I bought, you carry it in first, I'll help You throw out the trash and come back."

Arthit took the things over, nodded to him with a smile, and hurried into the room.

Not bought breakfast for two, it seems that he wants to eat with him.

Arthit finished his breakfast and went to the bathroom.

The bathroom was still a mess, he hurriedly swept the fragments of the dental cup into the trash can, and was about to wash his face, only to find himself in the mirror in a mess.

When he left the bathroom last night, he lay on the bed without drying his hair, and now his messy hair was almost flying into the sky, not to mention his eyes, which were almost swollen into pandas.

This look was actually seen by Not, Arthit cursed in a low voice, and covered his forehead with a headache.

There was a sound of closing the door outside, and Not also called out to him: "Arthit?"

"Ah?" Arthit responded, "Well, you eat first, I'll take a shower."

"Then hurry up, there will be classes later, don't be too late."

"understood."

The inclusiveness of emotions is huge, and in this ordinary conversation, Arthit's sadness last night, which seemed like the world was falling apart, was ignored just like that.

Trying to tidy up a look full of energy, for Arthit, today is another day that requires full energy to cope.

Arthit finally walked out of the bathroom until he was sure that he could smile normally in the mirror.

On the other hand, Kongphop has a different mood for today's arrival. It's hard to tell whether it's apprehension, relaxation, or both.

In the past, M always responded promptly to his messages and replied almost immediately.

But this time when he sent it, it was just dawn, and most people were still asleep, so it was normal if he didn't hear it.

Kongphop felt that he might have a brain twitch. Recently, he likes to click on the page to send text messages to Arthit. This time he sent a message to M, but he also habitually used mobile phone text messages directly.

If you use line, at least you can know whether he has read the text message or not.

But no matter what, since the information has been sent, M will always see it.

Today, they want to spread everything out no matter what.

Although he still feels guilty towards M, Kongphop can faintly feel some relief in the deepest part of his heart.

Originally, Kongphop always wanted to be responsible to M, but he kept holding on to impossible hopes, so how could he be considered responsible?

It's better to accept his identity as a scumbag calmly, even if he is notorious, at least he can free each other from the endless entanglement.

Kongphop, who had figured this out, was not only apprehensive, but also had some morbid expectations for today's meeting.

Out of worry, before going out, he couldn't help but look towards the opposite side again, but he didn't expect to see Not reaching out to open the opposite window.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

Not obviously didn't know that it was him who lived across from Arthit, his face turned livid, and the window he had just opened was shut heavily by him again.

Little did he know that seeing him appear, Kongphop's face was uglier than him.

It was Kongphop who watched Not leave with his own eyes yesterday, and since he returned from delivering the medicine, he hadn't seen the light on the opposite side turn on, so of course he wouldn't suspect anything else.

But just the fact that he can come and go freely in Arthit's apartment early in the morning is enough to make Kongphop feel bad for a long time.

Thinking about what Arthit said yesterday before the kiss that made him sleepy all night, Kongphop felt even more restless. In this way, he forgot about M.

Kongphop came to the classroom dejectedly, until the teacher entered the classroom, he heard Tiw approach him and ask, "Where is M? Why didn't you come to class?"

Kongphop's heart shuddered, only to realize that he had forgotten about M so completely.

He closed his eyes in frustration, took out his phone, and clicked on the line icon, hesitating for a while, but still dialed the phone directly.

The method of breaking up by text message was not very fashionable, but it was too early at that time, and he was really afraid that he would hesitate again and again, and his courage would be exhausted.

In any case, he was ready to tell M face to face.

But he didn't expect that M didn't even come to class.

This is a big class in the department, there are hundreds of people in it, and the teacher in the class is not very strict, so the whole class is messy, and it is convenient for him to miss.

But after several phone calls, M still didn't move at all.

Kongphop couldn't help feeling a bit worried.

This kid M has been very thoughtful since he was a child, so it can't be because something happened to him after seeing his text message?

Although thinking this way is a bit too narcissistic, but as time goes by, Kongphop's worries can't help but become more and more serious.

"Ork, help me pack my things, I'll go and see M." Finally, when the get out of class was over, Kongphop got up in a hurry and rushed to M's residence.

After knocking on the door for a long time, finally came M's soft response from inside: "Here we come."

Hearing his voice, Kongphop's heart was relieved most of the time.

However, when the door was opened, as soon as M saw him, he slid weakly to the ground.

Kongphop hurried forward to support him: "M! What's wrong with you?"

M took advantage of his strength to barely stand still, and smiled weakly at him: "It's okay, it rained a little last night, I probably caught a cold, just sleep a little longer and you'll be fine."

Kongphop reached out and touched his forehead: "It's too hot, change your clothes quickly, I'll take you to see a doctor."

M shook his head and reached out to hug him: "I have antipyretics here, just stay with me for a while and you'll be fine."

Kongphop felt his embrace, and his body stiffened immediately.

From the looks of it, M probably hasn't had time to read the text message yet.

He pulled his hand away uncomfortably: "Then you go back to bed and lie down, I'll get you some water and medicine, if it still doesn't work, then go to the school doctor."

M noticed his dodge, and his lowered eyes couldn't help flickering, but he still lay back obediently.

Waiting for Kongphop to wait for him to take good medicine, and twisted a towel to cover his forehead, M closed his eyes and said sickly: "I've been groggy all morning, it seems that there are many calls coming in, help me See if anyone else has it, and call back to save them from worrying."

Kongphop's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes fell on the cell phone that was still lying on the table charging.

He never thought that the first person who saw that text message would be himself.

He walked slowly towards the table, but M, who was lying behind him, opened his eyes at this moment, staring at his back without blinking, and tightly grasped the bed sheet with his hands.

Kongphop pulled out the phone that was already fully charged, and looked down for a while.

M's fingertips turned white from the force, and he finally said in a low voice: "Tiw they asked about your situation, I have already replied."

M nodded: "That's good."

"There is one more." Kongphop gritted his teeth and looked up at him, "There is another unread text message, which I sent to you."

The apprehension in M's eyes was completely replaced by Huibai at that moment.

But he still forced himself to show a weak smile: "You're here, don't worry about text messages, I'm tired and want to sleep, you...you go out and help me..."

"M!" kongphop interrupted him, "Actually, you have already seen it, right? Since I posted it, I don't want to go back on my word, and I don't want to go on like this! I'm sorry, I really can't do it."