[First-year student] I am not him

Kongphop obviously didn't think about this question either, and when he heard what I said, his face was full of astonishment.

I got up from the bed like crazy, and wanted to go out, but he grabbed me again: "Wait a minute, if you go out like this, uncles and aunts will be worried."

In the past, I always felt that he was younger than me, and I subconsciously wanted to be the one to protect him from the wind and rain.

But along the way, no matter what happens, he is often much calmer than me.

I am the one who has been protected by him all the time.

Kongphop also stood up and held me in his arms again, stroking my back with his warm palms, and his words were deep and forceful, as if hypnotic, and entered my chaotic mind word by word: "Good boy, calm down Some, no matter what you do, I will accompany you. Before the matter is determined, don't let your uncles and aunts see what it is, so as not to be happy for nothing. "

I knew what he said was right, but it took me a long time to finally calm down in his arms.

I promised to be with my parents today, but because of the accident that happened in the warm room, I didn't even go out for lunch. It was already too abnormal. If I really went out like that just now, it would definitely make them more worried .

Fortunately, Kongphop is here.

Without him, all of this would have caused me to collapse, and there is nothing to talk about calmly.

Kongphop left the bedroom with me after he made sure that I looked normal.

Sure enough, Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room worriedly and didn't go back to the room.

Seeing us coming out, he asked, "How is it? Are you feeling better?"

At this moment, I also admired myself for being able to laugh: "It's much better, maybe it's because the weather is too hot, just sleep for a while."

"I haven't eaten lunch yet. It's been warm in the kitchen. I'll bring it out for you." My mother got up and walked towards the kitchen as she said.

But now I don't have any appetite.

But it didn't stop her from moving.

I cleared my throat, hesitated for a while, and finally summoned up the courage to ask, "Dad, this warm room... has anyone else entered it besides you?"

Dad probably didn't expect that I would mention Nuan Nuan at all.

For so many years, the name Nuan Nuan has almost become a taboo between us, and it is about to be sealed in distant memory.

But after a moment of stupefaction, he still answered my question: "Only your mother often goes in to clean."

"Is it only her?" I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Mom came out of the kitchen just in time with the dinner tray and obviously overheard our conversation.

Her footsteps paused, and then she walked over again and put the plate in front of me: "Nuannuan...you were not there when the accident happened, and Jay helped with many things. He was in Nuannuan's room at that time I’ve been in and out a few times, saying that I want to pack some of his things and warm them up…to burn them.”

It was extremely difficult for my mother to say these few words. We are not used to speaking of Nuan Nuan as a person from another world.

But now, things have finally turned around, but I can't tell her anything yet.

Jay?

If it was him, then everything seemed to make sense.

At the beginning, it was he who deliberately showed me those tragic photos of the scene, which made me give up my search for Nuan Nuan.

And because of those too bloody pictures, I don't even have the courage to ask him for photos after Nuan Nuan's accident.

The idea of ​​letting me look at the photos might have come from Nuannuan too.

He knows me too well to know that I must not bear to see him bloody.

Otherwise, as long as I take a look, I can definitely recognize it, it's not him.

Obviously all of this is just a guess, but the result of this guess seems to have been confirmed in my mind, and my heart is only restless, and I can't calm down for a moment.

"What do you ask these for?" Mom asked.

I shook my head, and casually found a reason to perfunctory the past.No matter how restless my heart is, under Kongphop's repeated emphasis, I still remember that I can't tell them about these things for the time being.

But I can't stay at home peacefully until the sun goes down.

Unexpectedly, before I stood up, Kongphop took the lead and said: "Uncle and aunt, I just received a call from the company, and I need to go back to deal with some urgent matters. Sorry, senior Arthit and I will visit again next time." you."

I turned to look at him.

These words, he said, are naturally much more credible than me.

Before going back, I carefully packed the two blank notebooks and the refolded envelope.

On the way back, Kongphop took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat.

With my current state of mind, I am really not suitable to be a driver anymore.

As soon as I left my parents' sight, I couldn't wait to take out my mobile phone, trying to find someone to find out Jay's current number.

The friendship between the two of us has never been deep. Over the years, we have had different experiences and we have already lost contact.

But before the first call was made, Kongphop reached out to stop me.

"Kongphop!" I looked up at him anxiously.

Kongphop was driving the car, his eyes were still looking straight ahead: "If he is really with Jay, you contact Jay now, if he doesn't want to see us, he will hide."

My heart is tight.

It may be that I have been too confused all the time, and I have completely ignored this possibility.

Kongphop clenched the steering wheel. For some reason, his expression seemed to be a bit dazed: "Just find someone to quietly ask Jay's current address, let's go directly there."