I am him [Comprehensive]

When he was about to say this, Arthit didn't even think about it, and he didn't expect to be heard by someone, so his body stiffened again.

"Arthit..." Gant called him again from behind.

Arthit gave him a flustered look: "I'm very busy today, so let's do this first."

After finishing speaking, he headed towards the table where his friends were having dinner.

It is rare that the three of them who are at the center of the topic all appear in the same picture, and there are always some curious people looking at them frequently.

Gant likes the attention, but he doesn't like being seen failing.

He looked at the figure of the two people leaving hand in hand, and could only turn and leave annoyed.

"We've known each other for so long, but in fact, we don't even really understand each other's kind of people, how can we say whether we love each other or not?"

Arthit's words seemed to keep echoing in his ears.

Doesn't he understand who he is?

He obviously always knew that Arthit was the one who would shine no matter how crowded he was.

And he has always hoped that he can become like him.

Because of this, people will care about...

Could it be that he has been wrong all along?

The two people who left didn't notice the sadness in his heart.

Kongpohp followed Arthit ecstatically, and couldn't wait to ask: "Nuan Nuan, is that a confession? Isn't it?"

Arthit looked at the two juniors passing by them, and raised his hand at Kongpohp, as if to hit him.

But in the end, he just threw the bag of food that Gant bought into his arms: "Take it to the schoolmates to eat."

But his peaceful reaction made Kongpohp a little uneasy.

If Arthit really glared at him and scolded him severely, Kongpohp would leave happily instead.

It certainly wasn't because he was masochistic.

But judging by Arthit's personality, such a reaction should be normal.

Kongpohp felt that something was wrong, but it was obviously not a good time to ask questions, and the two of them didn't have time to spend alone.

"Senior Arthit." Before leaving, Kongpohp stopped him suddenly, and changed back to the normal address very sensibly.

Arthit stopped and looked at him.

Kongpohp didn't know when he took out a lollipop from the bag, and didn't care that it was bought by his love rival, he just peeled it off and put it in Arthit's mouth.

"Eat a candy and be happy." Kongpohp ruffled his hair.

Arthit's taste is always on the sweet side, so he naturally won't resist lollipops.

Arthit looked at the people around, and took out the lollipop in a panic: "Kongpohp!"

As an instructor and senior, he eats candy and has his hair rubbed in front of everyone, what does he look like!

Arthit's eyes flashed, and he was already searching for the trash can.

Kongpohp took his hand, bit the lollipop he had sucked into his mouth, and then raised his head and smiled at him: "Since Senior Arthit doesn't want to eat it, then give it to me, don't waste it."

Arthit finally got what he wanted this time, blushing and gave him a hard look, before leaving with a low curse: "Crazy!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, only a thick-skinned man like him could do such a thing.

This episode added a bit of fun to everyone's hard test under the sun, and made the following activities seem to be a little easier.

But even so, when the juniors finally waved the flag representing the College of Engineering in their hands, the sky was already dark.

This result was also expected by the instructors. Their original intention of designing the test was to let the freshmen realize that wanting to become a member of the engineering school is not just a matter of talking, but after going through the first hurdle of entry , I believe they will have a stronger sense of belonging to this flag.

The hectic day finally passed, and the playground was lit with candles.

According to the tradition of the college, after successfully capturing the flag, the seniors and sisters will hold a small ceremony to tie the hand ropes prepared in advance on the wrists of the freshmen, and these hand ropes also carry their love for the students. Best wishes brothers and sisters.

Since the misunderstanding was cleared up, Kongpohp's outstanding looks became popular again in front of the seniors. It didn't take long before there were a lot of bracelets on his wrists.

But he was obviously absent-minded, his eyes kept searching for Arthit's figure in the crowd.

But Arthit was not in it at all.

Seeing that he was not there, Kongpohp had no intention of staying, and got up and looked around.

"Kong, do you want to tie a hand strap?" A schoolgirl walked towards him again.

"Thank you, senior." Kongpohp saluted, handed over his hand, and asked while waiting for her to help him fasten, "Have you seen senior Arthit, senior?"

The senior sister smiled at him knowingly: "I just saw that he seemed to be over there by the stairs."

Kongpohp hurriedly thanked him, and hurried to the back of the stairs that the senior sister mentioned.

Sure enough, Arthit was standing alone in the open space behind the stairs, but with his back turned to him.

It was also here last time when he saw Arthit crying.

And Kongpohp thought at the time that he was just a special neighbor to him, but... an instructor who somehow hated him so much that he wanted to resign.

Thinking back now, he was probably the reason why Arthit hid and cried secretly at that time, right?

It's ridiculous that not only did he know nothing, but he even went to discuss countermeasures with M.

Kongpohp didn't call him this time, but walked over quietly and hugged him directly from behind: "Nuannuan."

Because of the Capture the Flag Day event, the playground was also brightly lit tonight, and it was supposed to be pitch-black, but there was barely some light, allowing him to see the tears in the corners of Arthit's eyes clearly.

Arthit was startled by his action, and quickly broke free, looking around nervously: "What are you doing!"

Kongpohp smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, everyone is busy tying hand ropes, no one will pay attention here."

Arthit glanced at his wrist: "Then why did you run out? Shouldn't you be with everyone?"

Kongpohp replied confidently: "I'm worried about you! Knowing today's situation, you will definitely hide and cry secretly."

Arthit waved his fist: "What nonsense! I didn't cry!"

Kongpohp didn't expose him, just looked into his eyes with a smile, without blinking.

Arthit felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and said fiercely: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"

Kongpohp raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked: "Because I'm happy, Nuan Nuan confessed to me today, right? It must be considered a confession."

Now that he is finally done with his work, he has time to bring up the business again.

Arthit lowered his head in panic: "Don't talk nonsense, I was... just to reject him."

Kongpohp's smile is still there, but it seems to be gradually becoming sad.

He looked at Arthit with a low voice: "Nuannuan, can you tell me what you are afraid of? Don't say that you don't love me anymore. I have feelings and I won't believe it. These days, I have been trying to find the relationship between us. The crux of the time... At first I thought that the crux was M, but now, I think I might be wrong."

He asked directly, which caught Arthit a little off guard.

Arthit avoided his gaze in panic, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Kongpohp reached out and held his shoulder: "Nuan Nuan, are you still unable to trust me now?"

Arthit was forced to look at him, but after looking at him for a long time, he shook his head unexpectedly: "No, I know you're not that kind of person."

This answer made Kongpohp even more confused.

Arthit smiled wryly at him: "Am I being too hypocritical?"

Kongpohp shook his head hastily.

It's a pity that Arthit didn't want to get an answer from him: "It's not because of you, it's my own problem, give me some time, I will work hard to debug."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, trying to brush past Kongpohp.

But this sudden sense of alienation made Kongpohp panic.

He reached out and grabbed Arthit, holding him in his arms again: "I want to work hard with you, can't I?"

Arthit didn't break away from his embrace, and even hugged him gently with his backhand after a moment of silence.

This action finally calmed Kongpohp's floating heart.

"Nuan Nuan..." He hugged her even tighter.

Arthit leaned on his shoulder, looking at the candlelight in the distance behind him, his voice was as bleak as the night: "A lot of things can't be achieved without hard work, Kongpohp, just like your lost memory, we can only accept it helplessly. I In fact, I don’t want to be like this. These days, everyone is asking me to accept you, Dan, Tuta... There are even some friends who are very disgusted with you. I know they are for my own good, and I want to ignore the feeling in my heart I told myself repeatedly that it wasn't just your fault at the beginning, it's better to just pretend that nothing happened and just be together like this. But I can fool everyone, but I can't fool you. You are too smart, I A little bit of carelessness can make you see that something is wrong... If you are together like this, you will feel very tired sooner or later."

Kongpohp let go of his embrace and looked into his eyes eagerly: "No, as long as I can be with you, no matter what, I won't feel tired."

Arthit's smile still carried the same bitterness as before: "If that's the case, why did you leave in the first place?"

No matter what Arthit says, Kongpohp can handle it fluently, but he is afraid that he will be involved in the past.

Those vague memories couldn't help him at all.

Arthit seemed to realize what he said now, he wiped his face and smiled at Kongpohp: "Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned this. I just want to say that I can't get back together with you regardless of anything, not because What you did not do well is my own problem. I am no longer the Nuan Nuan who was liked by you at the beginning. Now I have changed a lot, and sometimes I feel strange. I admit that just now I What I said to Gant is true. From the beginning until now, I have only been attracted to you. This kind of attraction has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman. But the better you treat me, the more afraid I am, I'm afraid that this kind of goodness will leave me again one day. I know this kind of thinking is hypocritical but..."

Arthit's eyes were a little hot, he quickly raised his head, so that the tears that were about to overflow would go back the same way: "But, I can't control myself, I don't even know how long it will take for me to adjust, and I even feel like asking you to wait, They're all pretty cheeky."

Arthit always had a smile on his face when he said these words, but that smile made people feel more distressed.

Kongpohp only knew that he must have something on his mind, but he didn't expect that there was nothing he could do about it.

He even hopes that Arthit has been refusing to forgive only because of his mistakes, so at least he knows which direction he should work towards.

Arthit had a smooth life from childhood to adulthood, so when he first met him, he said he liked him, so he showed all his sincerity, and never thought of leaving any escape for himself.

That accident, in the eyes of outsiders, may be nothing more than an ordinary little twist in a story. It seems that as long as you lick it, it will disappear without a trace after explaining it clearly.

But the reality is far from simple as imagined.

For a person who has never thought about retreating, a collapse is enough to destroy all his beliefs about love, and it is not easy to rebuild.

Kongpohp's heart almost clenched into a ball.

But he still forcibly suppressed the bewilderment in his heart, smiled at Arthit, and hugged him into his arms: "It's okay, no matter how long, I will wait. I believe we won't waste too much time. I know I The previous choice made you very insecure. Let's take it slowly, don't think too much, let's take it slowly... Anyway, there is not much difference between us now, as long as you don't push me away, I will do whatever you want OK."

Kongpohp's words were intended to comfort Arthit, but at the end, Arthit couldn't help but sigh again.

"Do you really like me that much? Don't you feel wronged?"

Kongpohp shook his head firmly: "I feel aggrieved because you don't want me. Now I know that you love me. This is more important to me than anything else."

Arthit chuckled, stretched out his hand and pushed him away: "You know it will make me feel guilty, don't you?"

Kongpohp finally smiled when he saw him, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He scratched his head, flatteringly said: "Does Senior Arthit really feel guilty?"

Now there is no one around, only the two of them in a radius of tens of meters, and when he heard him call himself Arthit's senior, Arthit suddenly felt bad: "What do you want to do again?"

Kongpohp cleared his throat: "Senior Arthit, remember? You promised to reward me if you successfully capture the flag."

Arthit paused suddenly, and denied it: "I didn't agree! You said it yourself!"

"But didn't Senior Arthit say he felt guilty about me?"

"Then, what does that have to do with this!"

"I just found out that Senior Arthit still refuses to accept me, and I feel so sad."

Arthit: "..."

Kongpohp approached his face pitifully, so that he had to see the grievance in his eyes: "It's really hard to persevere, and probably only by sleeping with Senior Arthit for a night can I recover."

After such a long struggle and work, Arthit has developed some resistance to his shameless tricks, and Kongpohp no longer has the good old days of being invincible.

But he could still see whether Kongpohp was really trying to act like a baby, or was trying to cover up his panic.

Kongpohp has lost his previous memories, but he still remembers every detail clearly.

At that time, Kongpohp, in fact, where did he suffer?However, he was just a boy who lived smoothly until his teens, and even compared to Arthit, his character was more popular among the crowd.

At that time, although he always pretended to be mature in front of Arthit, every time he got carried away, he would expose his childish side to the full.

That was the truest look of him at the time.

In the past year, Arthit has changed a lot, and he always feels that he has become beyond recognition.

But how could Kongpohp be spared?

In the past, he pretended to be mature, just to put on a facade in front of his beloved.

At that time, Arthit only thought that he was so serious that people couldn't help laughing, but he never thought that one day, childishness would actually become a tool for him to hide his pain.

Kongpohp's heart at this moment is probably as flustered and confused as him, but in order to make him feel better, he has to work hard to show this heartless appearance.

Arthit couldn't help but feel distressed.

It's just that breaking it down at this time will inevitably fail Kongpohp's painstaking efforts.

He deliberately glared at him fiercely.

Kongpohp immediately raised his hand and swore: "I promise, I will just hug the senior to sleep honestly, and don't go too far!"

There is nothing ambiguous about swearing.

Arthit thought over and over again, how could he not soften his heart.

He whispered, "Today is the only one."

"What?!" Kongpohp couldn't believe that he had actually won such a big benefit.

Arthit gave him a blank look, and walked forward again: "It's fine if you don't hear it."

"I heard it, I heard it clearly!" Kongpohp chased after him in surprise.

After Arthit said those words, his face turned red again involuntarily, and he walked forward sullenly: "Stay away from me!"

Kongpohp reached out to hold him again: "Wait a minute!"

Arthit stopped and frowned tightly again: "What's the matter?"

They have said enough today.

Kongpohp smiled at him and raised his hand: "Senior Nuan Nuan hasn't tied my hand rope yet."

Arthit shook his head helplessly, and reached into his pocket to find out, but unfortunately he slipped out alone after the capture-the-flag ceremony was over, before he had time to pick up the rope.

Kongpohp had already expected this result, and put a rope he had prepared into his hand at the right time.

Arthit couldn't help admiring his meticulousness.

Kongpohp happily asked: "So I'm the first person in Arthit's senior department, right?"

Arthit glanced at him, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What's so happy about that?"

The curvature of Kongpohp's mouth did not decrease at all.

Arthit's warm fingers touched his wrist, but Kongpohp suddenly paused, took that hand back, and brought up another one: "Tie this one."

Arthit glanced at him impatiently: "There are so many things to do with a bracelet, just change it."

Kongpohp but smiled.

Because of this hand, he has always kept it for Senior Arthit. This hand will also wear the wedding ring that represents their lifetime commitment. It is said that there is a blood vessel that can go straight to the heart.

Arthit must have never imagined that after talking about such a heavy topic, Kongpohp's thoughts could fly to the wedding of the two of them a long time later, so he just lowered his head and wound the silk thread around Kongpohp's wrist.

In the past, Arthit never felt that this ordinary bracelet could really carry people's blessings and wishes. In his opinion, this kind of group activity is just a way to maintain the relationship between the brothers and sisters. As for the content of the activity is It doesn't matter at all whether it's a hand strap or something else.

But at this moment, when the person in front of him was Kongpohp, his heart suddenly became extremely pious, as if he had poured all the blessings and opportunities in this life into this little rope.

Arthit carefully tied a knot on his wrist, and looked up into Kongpohp's eyes: "I want to be healthy and healthy in the future, free from all poisons, and live a long life, you know?"

This kind of thing is beyond Kongpohp's control, but seeing Arthit's serious expression, his heart is still so soft at this moment.

He hugged Arthit and responded again and again: "I know, I know, I will live a long life and stay by Nuan Nuan's side forever."

Arthit snorted coldly: "Who said that?"

"I said!"

"Nervous...don't let me go!"

"Hold for a while, just for a while..."

"Someone is here!"

"So what, anyway, they know that I'm chasing you—ah! Nuan Nuan, can you step on another foot next time, if this continues, you will be disabled!"

"Then don't mess with me!"

"Then...you can be disabled if you are disabled. You don't feel sorry for your husband, so what am I afraid of?"

Arthit: "..."

When it comes to bickering, Arthit never seems to win.

Although it didn't take much time to tie the hand rope, everyone's excitement did not dissipate so easily.

By the time the show ended, it was already very late at night, and when we returned to the apartment, the clock on the wall showed that the time had passed one o'clock in the morning.

Kongpohp looked at the wall and sighed sadly: "I always feel that I have suffered a big loss in claiming prizes today, and I lost several hours for no reason this night."

Arthit was dumbfounded by what he said, and could only give him a half-truthy look: "Then you can go back now."

Kongpohp rubbed against him pitifully again: "Can't you give me an extra day?"

"No." Arthit refused firmly.

Kongpohp let out a long sigh: "The fat has already reached the mouth, even if you tell me to endure it until the next meal and eat a bigger piece, how can it be possible for a hungry person to endure it?"

This man is really good at learning rhetoric.

Arthit just took off his backpack, and threw it at him without hesitation: "Who are you calling fat!"

Kongpohp grabbed the backpack and smiled flatteringly: "I just want to highlight my urgent mood."

One sentence made Arthit's face turn red again, and he gave him a hard look before walking towards the closet.

Although Kongpohp had stayed at his place a few times before, but it was all on his own without permission, and Arthit certainly couldn't entertain him well.

Since he dug a hole and buried himself in it today, he can no longer ignore everything.

He took out a set of clean bath towels from the closet, and turned out a nightgown. Arthit walked over and handed it to Kongpohp: "Go take a bath."

Kongpohp frowned: "Don't you usually sleep without a nightgown?"

Although there are not many chances for him to climb into Arthit's bed, but the key is in hand, I have it in the world. What Kongpohp is best at now is to wake Arthit up with breakfast every day before class. Of course, he has already figured out what clothes he likes to wear when he sleeps. Be clear.

"I wear it for you, not for myself." Arthit spoke plausibly.

Kongpohp took it over, lowered his head and smelled it: "It still smells like laundry detergent, it's just been washed, who wore it?"

If it had really been under pressure for a long time, the clothes would have a somewhat musty smell, but there was none on this nightgown, and it smelled very fragrant.

Arthit was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, he suddenly became unreasonable and angry: "Just... when Not came to live... I wore it a few times."

Seeing Kongpohp's instantly livid face, he argued guiltyly again: "It's only been a few times, and it's been washed clean now."

Kongpohp already knew that Not was here to take care of him, and of course he also knew that his jealousy was unreasonable.

But when he thought that there was a man who coveted him on Arthit's bed, his heart felt like hundreds of ants were biting at the same time, itching and aching.

He angrily threw the bathrobe into the trash: "Throw it away tomorrow!"

Before Arthit could speak, he bent down and took it out again: "No, I'll throw it now."

Arthit was angry and funny: "Kongpohp!"

Kongpohp was so jealous that he didn't even listen to his words, and quickly rushed out of the room with the bathrobe and threw it into the trash room on the floor.

Arthit couldn't stop it, so he could only give up.

The strange thing is, seeing Kongpohp's stingy look, he didn't feel... particularly angry.

"Throw away that and what are you wearing?" He nagged helplessly.

Kongpohp threw away the remnants of his suspected love rival, he was refreshed, and replied indifferently: "Then don't wear it."

Arthit glared at him.

Only then did Kongpohp get serious, went to the closet, and took out two pieces of home clothes that Arthit had already washed white: "Just wear this, it's much more comfortable."

This set is Arthit's favorite, he really knows how to choose.

Arthit waved at him helplessly: "Go, go, go take a shower."

He opened the underpants drawer in the closet again, and took out a pair of underpants at random.

Arthit's expression changed involuntarily: "Hey, that's mine!"

Kongpohp spread his hands: "But you don't have mine either!"

Arthit walked over and rummaged in the drawer, only to realize that the last pair of new underwear had also been given to Not before.

With a low curse, he pushed the drawer open.

Kongpohp looked at him with a half-smile: "It seems that I will put more necessities with you in the future."

Arthit glared at him: "There's so much nonsense, why don't you wash it up!"

Kongpohp became serious again at this time: "I thought about it, Senior Arthit is so tired today, you should go wash up first, wash up early and go to bed early."

Just when Arthit was about to get angry, he immediately added: "Senior, don't you want to wait to see the beauty of me getting out of the bath?"

Arthit was so angry that he couldn't speak, and snatched the bath towel and clothes from his hand: "I want to use this, I'll find another set myself!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the bathroom angrily and closed the door with a bang.

And a certain person listened to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and only imagined the possible scenes under the shower head, and almost had a nosebleed, so he couldn't think of anything else.

When Arthit came out after washing, the little student Kong was already so energetic that it was hard to ignore.

Arthit stared dumbfounded at his pitched tent, and after a few seconds, he turned his face away suddenly, and the skin exposed outside his clothes almost turned pink: "What are you thinking about? Stay alone It can be done like this!"

Kongpohp looked at him in embarrassment: "I am not alone, you are obviously taking a shower next to me... Is it strange that I didn't respond?"

There was nothing Arthit could do about his brazenness, so he could only walk to the side of the bed sullenly, and sat down with his back to him, refusing to pay attention to anyone.

Kongpohp looked for a new set of clothes, and after entering the bathroom, he poked his head out again and said, "Senior Arthit, the bathroom is full of your smell."

Arthit: "...Kongpohp!"

"Senior, go to bed early, don't fantasize about me having sex in the bathroom like I did." Kongpohp's tone of words was actually very sincere.

Arthit was about to explode: "If you talk nonsense, get the hell out!"

Kongpohp finally stopped.

But Arthit's heart couldn't calm down no matter what.

Although he made up his mind to fall asleep before Kongpohp came out of the bathroom, and although he lay down after drying his hair, as if cursed by Kongpohp's last words, his mind was full of the other party's future. He was so naked that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

You know, unlike Kongpohp's imagination, Kongpohp has never been satisfied in this regard in the past. As for those memories that he has but does not have, he probably has dozens of G's of content in his mind.

And those unsightly pictures returned to his mind uncontrollably at this moment, the more he wanted to ignore them, the more he couldn't ignore them.

And Kongpohp didn't know what happened today, it took so long to take a bath.

Listening to the faint sound of water in the bathroom, Arthit was almost full of thoughts about when Kongpohp pressed him against the wall under the shower...

Stop, I really can't think about it anymore!

With his appearance, he doesn't have the face to criticize Kongpohp.

Arthit originally thought he would breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Kongpohp coming out of the bathroom, but when he really heard the door open, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

Probably because he was afraid of waking him up, Kongpohp quietly turned off the light and climbed onto the bed without blowing his hair.

Arthit originally wanted to just pretend to be dead, but his heart skipped a beat, and he sat up at once.

Seeing his movements, Kongpohp hastily turned on the bedside lamp.

"Warm?"

Arthit didn't look at him, but his tone was firm: "Go and blow dry your hair."

Kongpohp looked at his stiff back, and smiled knowingly: "So you haven't fallen asleep, have you?"

Arthit said stiffly, "Who told you to take a shower for so long, it's so noisy."

Kongpohp laughed lowly: "Senior Arthit, why don't you guess why I took so long to wash?"

Arthit froze for a moment, the temperature on his face suddenly increased.

This person was afraid that others would not know what good deeds he had done inside.

Kongpohp leaned forward, spewing breath onto Arthit's neck, making his blood flow seem to speed up a lot at this moment: "Didn't I say it? The bathroom smells like Senior Arthit."

There was a bit of bewitchment in his voice, as if he was deliberately trying to captivate Arthit's mind.

And his next move was to reach out and hug Arthit.

The only remaining string in Arthit's mind suddenly tensed, and an elbow hit him on the stomach: "I said, go blow your hair!"

All the charming atmosphere disappeared in an instant with Kongpohp's painful cries.

He clutched his stomach, humming in a low voice unwillingly: "Nuan Nuan..."

Arthit turned back and glared at him: "Doesn't it count if you want to talk again?"

This sentence hit Kongpohp's Achilles' heel, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to swallow it back the same way, unwillingly, by the light of the desk lamp, he got out of bed and turned on the hair dryer.

After such a fuss, Arthit's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Hearing the humming of the hair dryer, he turned his head to look at Kongpohp.

Compared with before, Kongpohp seems to have lost some weight, and I don't know if it's because of that illness.

Regarding his condition, Arthit actually searched a lot of information on the Internet secretly, but unfortunately he is a complete layman in medicine, no matter how much he reads, he still has only a half-knowledge.

But he memorized all the post-surgery taboos circulating on the Internet, one and the same, as if they were all engraved in his mind.

Although there is no such thing as having to dry your hair after taking a shower... But after all, Kongpohp had a knife in the head, and he couldn't help but feel worried about such seemingly insignificant details.

Kongpohp himself didn't take it seriously at all, he blew hastily for 2 minutes, and wanted to get rid of the stall, but was stared back by Arthit: "If you don't blow dry, you can sleep under the bed!"

Kongpohp: "..."

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