I am him [Comprehensive]

He was in a hurry to go out in the morning, and his mind was in a mess. Arthit even forgot to draw the curtains, so he opened the door of the apartment. The first thing that greeted him was the darkness of the room, which brought out the desolation in his heart more vividly.

Arthit was disturbed and wanted to open the curtains when he went forward, but he couldn't help but slow down when he grabbed a corner. He stared blankly at the opposite window for a long time, then let go of his hand silently.

Throwing the backpack on the bed casually, he also fell down on the ground dejectedly. As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of those two people standing side by side under the stage confronting him was in his mind, and his heart was sore.

Obviously, he had already made psychological preparations in advance, but he was defeated by them with such ease.

Yes, he had already guessed it, maybe this time it's not just the same name.

It's just that he dared not admit it.

He dared not admit anything.

On the day they separated, he didn't dare to admit that he had been waiting for him to chase him out to explain, and during the following period, he also didn't dare to admit that he had been waiting for the light on the opposite side to come on, and later, he didn't dare to admit that he was actually Every time I see the empty window, I feel a dull pain in my heart.

Even with the curtains drawn, he hadn't dared to look across for a long time.

And this time, he dared not admit that even after such a long time, kongphop can still affect him so deeply.

He hadn't even turned on the lights last night, or even put the clothes in the washing machine out to dry.

Because he was afraid to see another person standing in the place that belonged to him on the opposite balcony.

Arthit felt as if he had been split into two personalities, one looked down on his useless self, and the other was really worthless stuck in the maze of the past, unable to find a way out.

What can be done?

He is proud, his eyes are above the top, and he once even felt that he might never experience the feeling of "love" in his whole life.

But I didn't expect that once I fell in love, it would be unforgettable, and I would never forget it even if I wanted to.

Even if you know it's not worth it.

Probably because last night was really exhausted, mentally and physically exhausted. Although his mind was always in a mess, Arthit actually fell asleep on his stomach.

I don't know how long I slept until I was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

As soon as he woke up, and he was still in a daze, not knowing where he was, the familiar depression returned to his chest again.

Arthit rubbed his face and took the phone.

The person who called was Not: "Are you awake? We are writing a report at the old place, do you want to come over?"

Arthit's mind was still a little numb, and it took him a while to remember that he had made an appointment with them yesterday to write a report together today.

He glanced at the time, and it turned out that he had slept for four or five hours since he came back in the morning.

"Okay. I'll be right over." Arthit agreed, washed up hastily and went out.

Except for the first meeting with the first-year students this morning, their subsequent training is generally arranged after the afternoon classes, and of course the same is true for other departments.Different from his desolate and dark room, the campus is still a thriving scene, and freshmen wandering around can be seen everywhere.

It's just that he kept his face sullen, and not many people dared to approach him to salute.

All the way to the appointed place in silence, several other people had already sat down and said that they were going to write a report, but one or two were all bowing their heads and chatting.

Seeing him coming, Plame quickly waved to him: "Arthit, this way!"

Arthit quickly adjusted his expression, walked over with a smile, and sat in the only vacant seat.

Beside him is Nht.

"Did you go back to eat?" Not turned to ask him.

Arthit didn't expect him to ask such a question, and couldn't help but startled.

Just in such a daze, it was too late to lie again.

Not shook his head helplessly, lifted a bag from his seat, took out the contents, and put them all in front of him.

A chicken fried rice that was still warm, and a glass of watery pink frozen milk.

"Oh hey! Not, tell the truth, is Arthit your illegitimate son!" Tuta pointed at him with a pen in his hand, "Every time you show the greatness of fatherly love in front of us!"

"Hey!" Arthit patted his hand down, "Don't take advantage of me!"

Not is his father, isn't the group present here all a generation taller than him?

"If it's not for the deep love of a father, then it can only be explained by the deep roots of love!" Bright leaned his head on the other side, "Student Not, do you remember what is your dear friend—me—favorite drink? ?"

Not gave him a helpless look across Arthit: "If you keep talking, I'll know what the last drink you drank was."

"what?"

"Dichlorvos."

Bright zipped his mouth silently.

Arthit shook his head with a smile, and only in front of this group of people could he occasionally forget his unhappiness.

Not wanting to refuse Not's kindness, Arthit opened the meal in front of him despite having no appetite at all.

It is obviously a familiar aroma, but it still tastes like chewing wax in your mouth.

Arthit picked up the pink frozen milk and took a sip, tasted the sweet taste, but because of the sweet taste, the floodgates of memories opened, pouring in uncontrollably.

That was his second meeting with kongphop.

It was a coincidence that he was carrying a cup of pink frozen milk that day. The taste he used to drink just happened to be gone, and the milk tea sister's stall happened to make an extra cup, so he bought it out of kindness.

Otherwise, no matter how sweet his taste is, he would be ashamed to walk around with a cup of pink and tender drink all day long.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by kongphop.

"It's such a coincidence that I met you here." Kongphop's smile was very bright at that time.

Although Arthit had already hidden the drink in his hand behind his back the first time he saw him, he still couldn't escape his eyes.

Because from then on, every time we met, kongphop would give him a cup of pink frozen milk in his hand.

Even if Arthit told him several times that he didn't like it at all, he didn't believe it at all.

And Arthit was just formed by that misunderstanding into a habit that he could never get rid of.

As I drank it, I really liked it.Even in school, he would buy and drink it himself, as if he had completely forgotten how unsuitable this pink and tender color was for him.

When he just separated from kongphop, he would often be so distraught that he forgot to eat. Not was careful and brought him meals countless times.

And he obviously didn't know why Arthit fell in love with pink frozen milk, and would bring him a cup every time.

Every time Arthit saw it, the dull pain in his heart became deeper.

But in order not to embarrass Not, he obediently drank it every time, so this habit formed because of kongphop has not been quit until now.

It's just something that I've been used to in the past, but it tastes especially bitter today.

Maybe it's time to quit, Arthit thought.

In case someone sees it and mistakenly thinks that he is still reluctant to part with the past.

But thinking of these, his heart couldn't help but throb again.

It's just that letting go of a habit that is not a big deal can sometimes make people feel difficult.

In front of a group of friends, Arthit ate the entire portion of the meal despite being hard to swallow.

Several people got together to write the report, but in fact most of the time was spent fishing.

He finished his meal, and Plame and the others didn't write a few more words.

As soon as Arthit cleaned up in front of him, several school girls came over and said a little shyly: "Sorry to interrupt, I wonder if the seniors are free?"

Bright immediately revealed his playboy nature, and winked at the leading junior: "If you three juniors ask me, I'm free all day!"

Plame retorted unceremoniously: "Hey, you can't do it when you see a woman!"

Sure enough, when he faced the junior girl, he looked more serious: "What's the matter?"

Bright couldn't help laughing, and shook his fist at him: "Oh hey! Don't pretend!"

This time, he took the initiative back and looked at the junior again: "What's the matter with you?"

The school girl couldn't help laughing because of the two of them, but she let go a little: "We are from the Language Institute, and we just happened to be doing questionnaire surveys."

"Hmm!" Bright responded, nodding his head to show that he listened carefully.

The words in the mouth of the school girl did not stop because of his answer: "So I want you to help fill out the questionnaire."

"Yes!" Bright blinked at her prettily again, "We are all good seniors who are willing to help others!"

Arthit couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

The schoolgirls probably knew that the more they talked to him, the more excited they would be, so they stopped talking to him and started handing out questionnaires one by one.

Bright quickly took it over: "There's no need for this, I'll do it."

Plame couldn't help ridiculing again: "This service is really in place!"

Bright immediately raised his tail to the sky: "I'm a gentleman."

The school girl couldn't help being amused by him again: "Then we'll get the questionnaire later, I hope the seniors can fill it out during this period!"

After finishing speaking, the school girl was busy sending out questionnaires to others.

Bright was just a little glib, and as soon as the junior left, he became a lot more honest.

Arthit lowered his head, opened the questionnaire, and was immediately stung by a line of words in it.

"If you meet an old lover, how will you choose to face it?"