I am him [Comprehensive]

Because there was class in the first period the next morning, and the training for first-year students would officially start after class in the afternoon, Arthit really had no reason to let everyone stay up with him all night.So, even though he really didn't want to come back and face the empty room, he still had no choice, and soon after it got dark, he dispersed with his friends.

However, the lights on the other side were not on yet.

Unlike his group of friends, for couples, it was obviously earlier to separate at this time.

Maybe, there is no need to separate at all.

Arthit's heart seemed numb, and he wasn't surprised that they might still be dating.

After staying with his friends with a strong face and a smile for so long, Arthit's spirit is inevitably a little tired, and even his brain seems to be aching.

Lying weakly on the bed, not long after, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly.

Just separated from Not and the others, Arthit couldn't imagine who would text him now, but he still reached out and brought the phone in front of his eyes.

"Senior Arthit, let's meet."

This number is M, after breaking up with kongphop, he deleted everything about them.

Just deleting doesn't mean forgetting.

If possible, he really wanted his brain to be like a hard drive, selecting all unwanted memories and throwing them all into the recycle bin.

Then you have to empty the recycle bin.

It's a pity that good things like amnesia have always been the protagonists in novels and TV dramas, and it seems that it is not his turn.

"Senior, don't you believe that kongphop didn't go to tutoring? Then you can come and see now."

He still remembers every word in M's text message a year ago, even the address below.

That was the first time he went to M's place and the last time he saw those two people.

The beds are messy and the clothes are disheveled. Anyone who is not blind can see what they are going to do.

But after the initial anger, Arthit still couldn't bear to wait for kongphop to come to him to explain.

It's a pity that what I waited for was only three words sent from my mobile phone.

"sorry."

He refused to even speak to his face.

Before, he really didn't know that he hated these three words so much.

Arthit thought he had forgotten it long ago, but he didn't expect that he still remembered every detail clearly.

He even remembered that the clothes kongphop threw at the foot of the bed that day dragged him to the mall to buy them.

In fact, if people are shocked to a certain extent, that moment is the most sober.

He hated the sobriety.

And up to now, Arthit really admires M's mentality. Even though he has shown that disgusting face in front of him, he can still call him respectfully after the reunion as if nothing had happened. A senior.

She could still ask him to meet.

Arthit's acting skills were not as mature as his, and he didn't have the slightest affection for this person, so he didn't want to maintain any friendly appearance in front of him at all.

At this moment, he wasn't even interested in replying, so he reached out and deleted the text message he sent.

Aren't those two still dating?How did you remember to text him?

Arthit raised his head and looked through the gap in the curtain that was drawn when he came back in the morning. Coincidentally, kongphop was lying on the railing of the balcony smoking quietly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It turned out that he had already returned.

Kongphop learned to smoke very early.I remember the year they first met, when he was only a sophomore in high school, Arthit could already smell some faint tobacco smell on him occasionally.

It's just that his addiction wasn't that big. Later, under Arthit's disgust, he said he quit and quit.

Unexpectedly, it started to smoke again now.

The habits he developed because of kongphop can be changed, and the habits that kongphop quit because of him can of course be picked up again.

It can be seen that there is nothing between them that can remain forever.

Arthit only felt that it was fortunate that he didn't tell him to quit smoking because he was worried about his health, otherwise there would be another thing to be passionate about.

Kongphop lay on the railing for a long time, and Arthit watched him quietly through the window for a long time.

In a trance, many past events played out automatically in his mind uncontrollably.

When I first met kongphop, they were a sophomore and a senior in high school. Although the schools are not far apart, after all, the two of them are high school students who are busy with their studies, and they don't have the conditions to see each other often.

At first, kongphop was restrained, but when he got more familiar with it, skipping classes became a common occurrence for him.

Arthit can see him obediently waiting at the school gate every afternoon after school, with the little wolf dog who only waits for his master's blessing, his eyes sparkle when he sees him.

It was only after seeing kongphop that Arthit realized that the rhetoric of "the eyes are like stars shining" was not exaggerated.

Although every time he sees kongphop, he looks impatient, but only he knows that in the past, he would never pack up his things early and prepare to go home after school.

Arthit remembers that on the day of his high school graduation ceremony, kongphop borrowed a set of their school uniforms from nowhere, mixed in among the students and acted coquettishly to him with a mournful face: "What's there to celebrate graduation, Nuannuan, how about you Let's study for a year in the third year of high school, let's go together."

Even though he knew that Arthit was older than him, kongphop never wanted to have any respect for him.

Even after hearing his friend call him by his nickname, Arthit didn't even call him by his nickname, and surrounded him warmly all day long, making people extremely annoying.

Cursing him to repeat the reading, Arthit's response was of course to give him a hard look.

So kongphop seemed even more aggrieved, and leaned closer to him begging: "Then this summer vacation is the last time we can meet every day, Nuan Nuan, you have no other plans, right?"

"It's up to you!" Arthit rolled his eyes at him.

But after returning home, he seemed unable to control himself, and asked his parents to cancel the air ticket to travel abroad.

"I knew it was impossible to fail the exam, and there was nothing to celebrate. Let's talk about the trip later." He explained to his parents.

This explanation even felt far-fetched to him.

That is, during that inseparable summer vacation, he acquiesced to kongphop's introduction to his friends: "This is my boyfriend, Arthit."

At that time, he was still immersed in the uneasy sweetness, thinking that M's sudden change of face was just because of surprise.

At that time Arthit always thought that between them, kongphop always loved him more, so he enjoyed what he gave with peace of mind.

It wasn't until after the first year of freshman year that Arthit suddenly lost the guy who was around him all day long, that Arthit realized that lovesickness is the thing that can make people see their own heart clearly.

That weekend, when he saw the figure of kongphop appearing on the opposite balcony, he thought he was hallucinating because he missed him too much.

"I skipped too many classes last year, and I missed my homework. In order for me to be admitted to this school, you have to be responsible for tutoring me every weekend!" Kongphop still looked pitiful, "If my grades go back again, My parents have confiscated my right to live here on weekends."

The weather was fine that day, with sunshine and breeze, neither hot nor cold.

The sun shines on kongphop and the breeze blows his shirt and hair, making him look like an angel.

At that moment, Arthit heard a voice in his heart say: "Arthit, you are finished."

Even if he realizes that he loves him deeply, with Arthit's temperament, he will definitely not show it.

Most of the time, kongphop is still sticking to him, most of the time they spend together is spent in his apartment, and the number of times he goes to kongphop is very few.

Perhaps it is because of the small number that he can remember every time clearly.

The two big boys with full blood had just experienced the first parting in their lives, and then they naturally developed in a direction that is not suitable for children.

It was only then that he realized that kongphop was far from being as harmless as it appeared on the surface, and that quietly attacking cities and looting pools was his forte.

"Actually, it's very tiring up there, I'm not willing to make you tired."

"Kongphop, how dare you—"

In fact, up to now, Arthit really doesn't want to recall these self-righteous sweetness anymore, but those situations seem to have been engraved in his mind with a knife, and he can't forget them.

On weekdays, Arthit has a proud posture and has never said any love words to kongphop, and it was only at those times that kongphop forced him to say a few words.

At that time Arthit only felt ashamed, but he never thought that these memories would become such sharp knives later, one by one, all stuck in his own chest.

If possible, I wish I hadn't met this time.