I am him [Comprehensive]

"Of course not!" Kongphop immediately denied.

M looked at his excited look with calm eyes.

But his eyes that seemed to see everything caused Kongphop to feel disturbed.

This upset continued for a long time after returning home, and it could not subside.

Because of the breakup, M is consciously not occupying his private time now.If it was the days when he was afraid of M, kongphop would feel a lot easier because of it, but now, when he is alone in the apartment, the images of Not and Arthit staying together are always in his mind, disturbing The whole person is not at peace.

Because of jealousy, Kongphop pays no less attention to Not than to Arthit. Although he firmly said "no" when faced with M's question, he can clearly see Not's unconcealable feelings for Arthit. Chu.

But he didn't know if Arthit knew it too.

The lights on the opposite side hadn't been turned on in the middle of the night, and he knew that Arthit was probably staying with Not again in all likelihood.

This intimacy is enough to drive Kongphop mad with jealousy, whether there is anyone else around them or not.

Feeling really depressed, Kongphop opened the refrigerator and rummaged for a while, only to find a can of beer, so he went to a nearby convenience store with his key and bought a big bag full.

When I came back, I passed the building of Arthit, looked up at the still dark windows, and suddenly felt a little immobile.

Kongphop feels that now he is really like a middle-aged woman in a vulgar family drama who is suspicious and jealous all day long, but in fact he doesn't even have the right to be jealous.

Realizing this, Kongphop felt even more frustrated.

When he just lost his memory, because he couldn't remember the past, he suffered for a long time.

But the pain had no root or cause, and could hardly find a foothold, so it didn't last long before it gradually faded away.

But now the pain about Arthit is real.

Other people's love, the worst situation is that they don't get a response, but the person he loves feels disgusted even if they look at him more.

Kongphop used to think that he was a very organized person, but now he realized that as soon as something related to Arthit, he became like a fool, completely clueless.

Afraid that he wouldn't notice Arthit's return after going back, Kongphop couldn't help but want to wait downstairs for him to come back.

But he didn't dare to stand where he could see him, so he took the wine he just bought and sneaked in a blind spot in Arthit's vision, sitting pitifully on the side of the road, looking at the road that Arthit must pass when he came back. road.

Then Kongphop found that he seemed to have become a wretched stalker recently, and his heart became more and more depressed.

But let him really go back like this without paying attention, he really can't be reconciled.

Kongphop's heart at this moment is really extremely complicated, contempt for himself, jealousy for Not, helplessness for Arthit... bumping back and forth in his chest, if these emotions are also tangible, I'm afraid it will explode his entire chest.

He used to live a simple life, and he didn't have any emotional experience in his memory. It was the first time he liked someone, and he tasted so much bitterness, and he would inevitably feel overwhelmed.

Excluding those two lost years, kongphop has only lived in this world for 17 years.

Feeling really depressed, Kongphop directly opened a can of beer and drank most of it in one gulp.

Then it started to get a bit unstoppable.

It wasn't until he groped in the plastic bag for a long time that he couldn't find anything that he realized in a daze that there was already a large pile of soda cans lying on the ground in front of him.

He just swept all the beer on the shelf in one go, and he didn't even count how many there were, and even now, he can't even count how many cans he drank.

At this moment, Kongphop only knows that Arthit has not come back, maybe he is still hanging out with Not.

Even if he felt so wronged, he still remembered to clean up the garbage he made, and picked up the cans one by one with the empty plastic bag.

Kongphop's drinking capacity is actually not too bad, but he can't bear to be so silently catching himself for a long time.

By now, he was already drunk to a mess, and even the simple action of stuffing the cans into a plastic bag was a bit difficult for him, and he sat on the ground babbling for a long time, but he couldn't put a few into it.

The more he couldn't put it in, the more anxious he was. In addition, he was full of grievances in his heart, but in the end he pushed all the soda cans beside him angrily like a child, and dropped them with a crash. I burst into tears.

Kongphop has been stubborn since he was a child. From the time he can remember, the number of times he shed tears can be counted on the fingers, but now he seems to want to use up all the tears he has saved over the years. As soon as the first teardrop falls, the subsequent ones become more and more turbulent , No matter how much you wipe it, you can't finish it.

Kongphop was crying so much now, but he forgot the main purpose of waiting downstairs, Arthit had already approached and didn't notice.

He pushed the can open loudly, causing Arthit to look in his direction curiously.

The place where Kongphop was sitting was pitch black, even if Arthit got closer, he could only see a dark figure.

The faint smell of alcohol spread to the nose, and Arthit couldn't help frowning quietly.

The apartments around here are all rented out to students, and Arthit didn't think there was any danger, only thinking that some lovelorn alumnus might have drunk too much and collapsed by the side of the road.

It was already late at night, and if someone really passed out here drunk, it is estimated that no family members would come out to look for it all night.

Arthit couldn't help feeling compassionate.

He leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Student, are you okay?"

Kongphop thought he was hallucinating.

But at this moment, even though he was completely drunk, he still knew that he couldn't let Arthit see his embarrassment, so he just lowered his head and wiped his tears desperately, not daring to reply.

The more he was like this, the more worried Arthit felt.

Arthit leaned down and squatted in front of him: "Student, are you okay? Do you live near here too? Don't sit here, get up and I'll take you back."

He stretched out his hand to pull away the hand covering the face of the person in front of him, but Kongphop turned his head away stubbornly.

Arthit's eyes adapted to the darkness, and finally he was able to see the person in front of him clearly.

Seeing the side face of Kongphop who couldn't dodge, he couldn't help but tighten his heart, and when he took a closer look, he immediately saw who the person sitting in front of him was.

His movements froze for a moment, and the next moment he stood up resolutely, turned around and wanted to leave.

Arthit's foot accidentally stepped on the can that Kongphop threw aside, and with a click, he also attracted the attention of Kongphop who was trying to dodge.

Kongphop was hiding, but when he saw that he was going to leave, he didn't like it. He wanted to keep him, so he reached out and hugged Arthit's leg, crying and drunk: "Arthit!"

With a living person weighing more than 100 kilograms attached to his leg, Arthit can hardly walk.

He turned around and struggled angrily: "Kongphop! Let me go!"

Kongphop was not willing to let go, he hugged his leg tightly like a rascal.

"Hey!" Arthit couldn't break free, so he could only lower his body, trying to separate his arm from his own leg. Kongphop didn't know what was going on in his head, so he took the opportunity to wrap his arms around his neck.

Unprepared, Arthit stumbled and fell to the ground together with him, pressing on the dozen or so cans, causing him to groan.

This sound just attracted a person who also came home late, and when the person saw the two people rolling on the ground entangled, he whistled jokingly: "You can't wait until we're all downstairs?"

Arthit cursed in a low voice, and couldn't get up again when he thought about it, he could only watch helplessly as the man swaggered away again.

He glared at Kongphop bitterly: "Don't let go yet!"

Kongphop hugged him tightly, clenched his hands and feet, and asked with a sob: "Did Senior Not send you back?"

Arthit growled helplessly: "You are crazy!"

Drunk people are actually surprisingly powerful, and the more Arthit tried to break free, the more futile it was.

Kongphop didn't get his answer, and didn't ask anymore, but the grievances accumulated in his heart seemed to erupt because of the person he held in his arms, and he didn't care whether to lose face or not, so he locked him firmly in his arms , buried his face in the crescent of his neck.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Arthit could only move smaller and smaller.

And the wetness from his shoulders also made his body stiffer and stiffer.

Kongphop cried silently when he was alone, but now that he had someone to rely on, he suddenly intensified, unknowingly sobbing.

Listening to his crying, Arthit couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

It's been almost two years since we separated, Kongphop almost clings to him, but this is the first time Arthit sees him crying like this.

In the past, he always thought that Kongphop was a heartless person, but after he separated, he also felt that this person was a wolf-hearted person. No matter what, he couldn't connect him with the weeping person in front of him.

He thought he was very happy after leaving him, and even hated his kind of happiness.

But seeing him crying like this now, Arthit didn't feel the pleasure of revenge in his heart.

Arthit looked at the starry sky above his head helplessly, let him cry for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "You have found the wrong person, I am not M."

Kongphop raised his head, because he hadn't had time to wipe away the tears, the starlight in his eyes looked more obvious, even brighter than the stars in the sky.

He was clearly drunk, but when he looked at Arthit at this moment, his eyes seemed to be clear again: "I know, I know you are Arthit."

He was aggrieved even with this sentence: "I hate Arthit the most."