I am him [Comprehensive]

In fact, breaking up with others is never just a word of cheerfulness. When he came out of the swimming pool and watched the night gradually darken, Kongphop felt as if a gap had been opened in his chest cavity, and cold wind was pouring in continuously.

This kind of helplessness, I don't know if it is to mourn the brotherhood he thought he had for more than ten years.

Just now Kongphop swore in front of M that he would find the answer by himself, but it was easy to say, but he was still at a loss when he really wanted to do it.

He really wanted to give this brain another stab, as long as he could get his memory back.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can only be thought about in the end.

The swimming pool is very close to home. After running back and forth for a whole day, Kongphop was exhausted physically and mentally. It was the best choice for him to go home and rest for the night, but he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he couldn't see Arthit. Just can't settle down.

Returning downstairs to the apartment in the dark, Kongphop didn't go back directly to the apartment, but couldn't resist going up to Arthit's building.

The door of Arthit's room was closed, and it was impossible to tell from the outside whether he had the lights on or not.

It's just that he didn't want to bother Arthit anymore.

Just sitting on his knees in front of his door, Kongphop felt that his mind seemed to calm down a bit.

Looking back and thinking about today's experience, the joy in his heart was more than the shock after all.

It turns out that he and Arthit are in love. Is there any better news than this?

Compared with this, all other dilemmas seem to be worth mentioning.

Kongphop leaned tiredly on his door, slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually became drowsy.

Just squinting his eyes for a while, Kongphop felt the door panel behind him suddenly withdraw. He was startled and wanted to support it with his hands, but perhaps because his mind was not clear enough, his body's reaction was actually a bit slower. His whole body fell limply backwards.

"Ah!" The person who opened the door screamed, it was a girl.

Kongphop wanted to open his eyes, only to find that his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely open them.

"Dan, what's wrong?" Arthit's voice came from the room.

Kongphop grabbed her shoes, tried to open his eyes and shook his head at her.

Dan hesitated for a moment, then turned around: "It's okay, I accidentally dropped my phone."

"It's fine, you go back alone and be careful." Arthit had no doubts about him, "Why don't you leave later, Not will come later, let him take you back."

Hearing this, Kongphop's brain ached again.

"No, go to sleep, I'll text you when I go back, good night."

"Well then, be careful on the road."

Kongphop tried his best to get up, and Dan also hurriedly closed the door, and the movement in the room became much quieter.

Dan bit his lower lip. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to him at all, but he didn't hold back in the end and asked in a low voice, "Why are you sitting here?"

Kongphop frowned quietly: "You know me?"

Immediately afterwards, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly said, "Are you... the one who took the group photo?"

Dan frowned even more than he did: "What are you talking about? Kongphop!"

She reached out and touched Kongphop's forehead, and couldn't help but let out a low cry: "The fever is so severe! You are already burned out, right? I'll take you to the doctor..."

In the middle of speaking, Dan stopped abruptly again, and the anxiety on her face was replaced by a deliberate indifference, which really didn't match her usual gentleness: "Forget it, you are the kind of person who can burn to death." Serve it right."

Kongphop didn't even realize that he was having a fever, let alone caring about her attack.

Seeing that Dan was about to turn around and leave, he hurried to catch up: "Well, your name is... Dan, right?"

He seemed to have heard Arthit calling that just now.

Dan stopped in his tracks and looked at him in disbelief: "Kongphop! You're really fickle to a certain extent! After cheating, you even forgot the name of Nuan Nuan's friend?"

Probably because of the sudden fever, Kongphop's forehead was also throbbing with pain.

He rubbed his temples, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you may think it's ridiculous to say it, but the fact is that I... have amnesia, and I don't remember anything from the second year of high school to the time before the college entrance examination."

Dan nodded: "Make it up, keep making it up!"

Kongphop sighed, but looked at her seriously.

The disdain on Dan's face gradually turned into suspicion: "Are you serious?"

The door of Arthit's house was obviously not a place suitable for chatting, and the two of them quickly shifted positions before Not arrived, and entered a nearby coffee shop.

But along the way, Dan was still dubious about his amnesia, and glanced over from time to time, his face full of confusion.

Originally, he didn't know that when he had a fever, Kongpohp could bear it even if he was tired, but now that he knew it, the dizziness in his head couldn't be lingered.

But it was so easy to meet someone who was familiar with Arthit and knew the situation back then, how could he let it go so easily, no matter how uncomfortable it was, he could only endure it forcefully.

Fortunately, Dan's personality has always been gentle, even if he has been reluctant to see him because of Arthit, he can't make very drastic moves, but seeing his unusually red face, he couldn't bear to say: "Can you do it? I Let’s take you to the doctor first.”

Kongpohp shook his head: "It's okay, I want to know what happened back then."

It was getting late, there was hardly anyone in the cafe except them, and they were sitting in the corner, so there was no need to shy away from talking about these topics.

Dan frowned and looked at his face carefully, as if trying to find some traces of lying.

But after searching for a long time, Kongpohp still had an open face.

After all, Dan had already suffered a loss once. She also felt very relieved when she handed Arthit into Kongpohp's hands, but in the end she was not cheated to pieces.

Maybe this guy is just too good at acting.

"You really forgot everything?" Dan couldn't help but confirm again.

Kongpohp nodded, in front of her, he had nothing to hide.

"There was something growing in my brain at the beginning, because of the operation, I lost the memory of those two years, not to mention you, even Arthit..." Speaking of this, Kongpohp's expression turned ugly.

"Surgery? What surgery? Why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen?" Dan's brows became more and more tight, "Didn't you cheat on M at that time? I never heard that you were sick! Didn't you lie to me to get closer to Arthit again? right?"

It seems that Kongpohp's credibility with her has reached an extremely dangerous point.

Kongpohp paused, he never thought of using his illness to gain sympathy from anyone, but now, of course, the most important thing is to convince Dan.

He lifted his hair, revealing the circular scar that was never easily seen.

The tumor was not big at the beginning, but it was in a special location and had to be operated on as soon as possible, so the scar was also very small, usually covered by hair, so it couldn't be seen at all.

And that night when he was drunk, Arthit was so angry and annoyed that he just took a shower for him and didn't realize his secret hidden under his hair.

Seeing the scar, the suspicion in Dan's eyes finally gradually disappeared: "Did you really forget it?"

Kongpohp put his hands down and nodded at her.

"Then your illness..." Dan said hesitantly, this topic is somewhat difficult to talk about.

Kongpohp smiled at her: "As long as there is no relapse, there should be no problem."

Dan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately after, her face turned ugly again: "That means Arthit has been sad for more than a year, and you don't remember at all?"

Kongpohp: "..."

With a dazed mind, he never imagined that the entry point Dan found was so unique, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

But he knew Dan was right.

Arthit has a stubborn personality. I am afraid that in the past year or so, he has not talked too much with Dan, and has suffered all the pain alone.

Thinking of this, Kongpohp felt that his aimless suffering was nothing at all.

He lowered his head, his eyes dimmed.

Seeing his expression, Dan felt a little unbearable, and asked first, "Then what happened in the first place? You tricked Arthit into cheating on yourself because of your illness?"

Dan wrote "You can't be so bloody?" written all over his face, Kongpohp felt guilty again.

He rubbed his brows, and admitted honestly: "I actually don't remember anything, so I want to ask you carefully."

Dan had dispelled his suspicions by now, but his rejection of Kongpohp hadn't completely disappeared.

She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said slowly: "What can I say? You also know that Arthit, how could he show his vulnerable side? All I know is that he went to you that time , I ran into you staying with M disheveled..."

Kongpohp's fist clenched tightly.

He couldn't imagine how the always proud Arthit would feel when he saw that scene.

"At that time, I advised him to ask you, but with his personality, how could he take the initiative to ask about this kind of thing." Dan sighed, "But I can tell that he has been waiting for you to contact him. He probably wouldn't believe that you would really betray him, right? After all... you were so kind to him back then, let alone him, I wouldn't believe you would do that kind of thing. I even begged him I'll go back and ask you clearly, but..."

A teardrop formed on Dan's eyelashes: "He showed me the text message you sent him. He waited for a few days and all he got was an sorry."

Kongpohp's heart twisted hard, and the words Arthit said rang in his ears again.

"Do you think that if you say sorry, you can forgive any mistake?"

"What I hate the most are these three words."

"I'm tired of hearing these three words. What can I change if I say I'm sorry? If you really feel sorry for me, just let me go."

When I listened to it, I didn't understand the deep meaning of it, but now that I understand it, kongpohp realizes that every word and every word is heart-wrenching.