Two small without dismantling

Pran Perspective

"strangeness."

That was probably the only feeling that came to mind when I woke up.After waking up, I took a shower, changed clothes, ate a meal, tidied myself up comfortably, and just rolled over on the bed like this.Although the house is the same room, the bed is the same bed, the blanket is the same blanket, the pillow is the same pillow, everything is the same, but why is my heart telling me that something It just changed.I feel that the temperature in the room is colder, and the blanket is not as warm as before. The bed also looks unusually wide, and there is even an unprecedented, strange silence.In the four years I've lived here, I've never felt like this.Besides, Pat has only been home for a few days, why is my room so dead and lifeless?

Maybe it's because I'm used to a certain person's upside-down life and his hands-on life.For the past month, we have been stuck together 24 hours a day like conjoined twins. We cannot see anyone when we are asleep, but we will definitely see him when we open our eyes. Have more time to see him.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Walking out of the bedroom, he glanced at the hell-like living room, which was dirty and messy before, and now the windows are clean.In the past month, I was like a zombie who was just dug out of the ground. I only sat in front of the computer every day, ate in front of the computer, and the first thing I did every day was to do my homework. Get your homework done as soon as possible before the deadline.Even taking a bath every day is troublesome, and cleaning the room is even more difficult.Even with the slacker Pat who sweeps and mops the floor every now and then to make it easier for my eyes to look over, overall the house is still a mess.I packed the fruits of my work that were strangled in the cradle, the remains that symbolized human civilization, into black garbage bags, took them out and threw them in the garbage room next to the elevator, washed my hands at home, picked up my backpack and hung it on my shoulders Just ready to go home.

However, the reason I went home was because I hadn't been home for almost a month, and it was because I missed my parents, and it wasn't because I was called home by some lunatic a few days ago...

I got out of the taxi, stepped over the fence, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pat standing on the balcony and raising an eyebrow at me.

"are you back?"

When I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa by the balcony reading a newspaper. My mother smiled lovingly and opened her arms to me. I walked over and hugged her tightly.

"Pran, why are you so thin? Didn't you sleep well again?" After we hugged, my mother took a few steps back and looked at my face, gently stroking my cheek with her right hand, and then Slowly moving under the eyes, "Look at your eyes, panda eyes are not as authentic as yours."

"It's not that exaggerated, it's all recovered now." I smiled and replied to my mother, and leaned over to sniff at her cheek, "Where's Dad?"

"I went out, and I'll be back later. You go up and put your things away first, and then come down to have lunch. Later, mom will have someone prepare a table of good dishes for you."

"Ok."

I agreed, left my mother's arms, smiled at my mother again, and then went upstairs to my room. Before I had time to put my bag down, the phone in my trousers bag vibrated, and I knew who it was without guessing. .

"Put it on." I connected the phone with a casual look, took off the bag and put it on the table, took out the things and put them away one by one.

[I didn't see you say anything when I came back. ] Pat's voice with a small temper came from the other end of the phone, which made me laugh.

"Didn't you see it all?"

[How can this be the same. ]

"Okay," I replied, and after a few seconds, I said, "Pat, I'm going home today, and I'm home now. Are you ready?"

The person on the other end of the phone laughed, [It's ok. ] But Pat's answer aroused my doubts, why was it so easy to coax this time?

"What about you, how have you been going home for the past few days?"

[Just like that. ]

[Did your mother tell you?I haven't been home for so long. ]

[Didn't say. ]

"What's wrong with you? It's not like you anymore."

[I am good? ]

"Yeah, what happened?"

[I just miss you so much, I haven't seen you for more than a day, I haven't been able to hug my boyfriend, I'm so empty and lonely that I'm about to die. ]

I frowned, and felt a little weirdness in Pat's voice, even though he was still trying to laugh like before, but we've been together for so long, how could I not feel it?Judging from his appearance, he won't say it easily. If a person like Pat becomes self-willed, nine cows will not be able to pull him back.

"Have you eaten yet?" Changing the subject may be the best option.

[I ate already, how about you? ]

This... how can this be called all right?If it was normal, he would have the cheek to say that he has been driven home, he can't eat anything, he only wants a boyfriend, and he will talk nonsense about everything.It's not just such a dry and simple answer, without a trace of emotion.

"I'm going downstairs to eat something later, I'll come up first to pack my things."

[Then you go eat first, you are so thin that you are almost blown away by the wind, call me after eating. ]

"Okay, then I hang up first?"

Pat answered lazily, I hung up the phone, and stood watching the phone screen slowly change back to the icon, not in a good mood anymore, he must have been scolded by his mother, or Phu was reprimanded for his crime, that's why To be so depressed, there are only a few things that a person like Pat can do to make him unhappy.

"Is it packed?" When I changed my clothes and went downstairs, I heard a familiar low voice.

"Hi Daddy. Is Daddy back?"

"I should be the one who asked you this. Are you finally willing to come back? I haven't seen you for a month."

"I was writing a thesis and almost died in front of the computer." I jokingly walked over and asked, "Dad, have you eaten yet?"

"Wait for you to eat together, mom is waiting for us at the dining table," my father got up and stood up, approached and hugged my shoulder, and patted me gently, "Your child is as thin as if you have been dehydrated!" Same.

"It's just been like this lately, Dad."

"Come on, come on, eat more today, um... are there any customers?"

"Guest? Who?"

"You'll know when you come in."

I raised my eyebrows at my father, who walked ahead and led me into the dining room, looking along the wall, and when I saw the person sitting next to my mother, I smiled happily.

"Brother Pong!"

"Long time no see you, Pran."

"Brother, when did you come back?" I haven't seen each other for about three years. My brother went to the UK for further studies after my freshman year, and he doesn't want to go back to Thailand. "I haven't heard from you yet."

"What are you talking about? You don't even Skype."

"Busy with homework, look at me, I'm about to become a family with zombies."

"I see, have you lost weight?"

"I don't even have time to sleep. How can I have time to eat, my brother. Then how long will you be back?"

"I left the day after tomorrow. It just so happened that a good friend of mine got married and flew back to send blessings. I thought about coming back to visit my aunt, but I didn't expect to see you again. I said before that I would go to the place where you live to find you tomorrow. Brother Pong said a long word, bowed his head and handed over a bag, "Hey, a gift."

"I disappeared for three years and only brought back one gift."

"Yes, what are your thoughts after graduation?"

"I don't know yet, I want to take a break first." I replied, took the plate of rice from my mother, raised my head and thanked my mother.

"But Mom still wants you to continue your studies. You don't necessarily have to work right away. It's good to learn management and then slowly take over your dad's job."

"It's okay to study while working. I'll take you hand in hand, the sooner the better, so that the guy next door can't catch up with you. Look at his dishonest appearance, doing nothing." Dad said, scooped up Put a mouthful of food into your mouth, no matter what it is about work or business, no matter how many times you say it, it will definitely involve the next-door neighbor's house.

I frown, even though Pat seems to love to play and doesn't take anything seriously, but work and study have never lost the chain.

"Or do you want to continue to study for a degree in interior design? Dad will open an interior design company for you? You can further expand your business."

"Is it okay to talk slowly after this incident? Pran looks very tired, let him eat first."

Hearing Brother Pong open his mouth to make a rescue, I almost raised my hand to beg him, because the more I listened to it, the more I felt that I couldn’t stand such words. No matter how much time passed, I might not be able to understand the reason why everyone hates each other. At this point, even if the fences of our two families are still close to each other.

I glanced at my parents who were eating leisurely and happily, feeling very irritable.How would they feel if they knew that the neighbor's son, whom my father hated so much, took care of me 24 hours a day while I was writing my dissertation?If Dad knows that the person who hugs me and gives me warmth every night is the idle person he despises every day, will he hate me together?

"What's the matter? I can kill flies with my eyebrows." I raised my head, Brother Pong came over and sat on the sofa next to me, and put a big box of ice cream in front of me, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it." I smiled, stretched out my hand to take the ice cream, the blue-green mint flavored ice cream is still my favorite, when I'm at home, I always like to buy two or three boxes at a time to keep iced, "Don't you want Pong? "

"Coffee is enough for me," he said, raising his coffee cup to beckon to me. "By the way, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, bro."

"The dead duck has a hard mouth. It's still the same as before after three years."

I smiled, scooped a big scoop of ice cream into my mouth, then turned my head and looked at him, brother Pong is my mother's brother's son, my cousin.We have been separated for five years, and the two saw each other often when we were young. Brother Pong taught me a lot. He is a caring big brother. He is calm, sees things clearly, and is very smart. I have always been unable to hide anything from Brother Pong. He is the best in the world. This relationship lasted until three years ago with Brother Pong. Going to the UK to study for a master's degree, I don't want to go back to Thailand.

"Brother, are you happy there?"

"Happy, I can travel, I can see things I have never seen before, I can meet friends from various countries, I can broaden my horizons, and there are many things waiting for me to discover, I don't even want to go back to Thailand."

"Does the aunt have any objections? It's been so long."

"I can also nag a few words, but what can I do, I don't want to come back."

"very nice."

"Haha," Brother Pong dragged out his voice, turned around and raised his eyebrows as if he was going to start teasing me, "What? I saw your face smelly just after eating, is there anything you want to do but can't do after graduation? "

"Maybe."

"what?"

I pursed my lips and turned to make sure my parents weren't around. There was a low laugh from my side. What's so funny, who can live a life according to their own wishes like you. "After graduation, I want to travel for two or three months... Then I want to find a job first, and I don't want to take over the business in my father's hands."

"Why? If Pran doesn't take over, who will take over? Uncles and aunts are your only child."

"I don't want to hate anyone, I feel uncomfortable."

"It's not necessarily who our parents hate, so we have to hate who we hate. We can't change the elders, but we can change ourselves, can't we?"

"……difficult."

"It's difficult to speak like this? Not sincerely."

"Well, I'm tired." After I finished speaking, I leaned my head on the back of the sofa, and the face of the neighbor's child appeared in my mind, and I felt the need to escape from reality a little.

I'm starting to want to go back to my small rented house...

Dad went to send Brother Pong home, so I hurried upstairs and called the guy who probably sneezed a thousand times, because he was scolded by my dad, mom, and me in turn.I also thought about whether to consider dispelling the parents' concerns, but I was wrong, because this dog with bipolar disorder has not yet come out of grief.

"So what's wrong with you Pat?"

[nothing. ]

"It's okay to be so depressed?"

[Where are you depressed?I was still telling you jokes just now, isn’t it funny? ]

"You think I can't hear you?"

[No, why can’t you hear me, I’m speaking Thai. ]

"..." I hate that you play jokes and avoid my concern, Pat, "Are you looking down on me?"

"I……"

"If I can't even find out what's wrong with you, then stop calling me your boyfriend."

[Pran...]

"So what's the matter with you?"

[Nothing, I just miss you, I can't fall asleep. ]

I let out a long sigh, so stubborn, he should be caught and greeted fiercely, "Pat."

[The little one is here. ]

"never mind."

[Angry? ]

"Did you do anything to make me angry?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then he said: [Will you come out to meet me after 12 o'clock in the evening?Over there on the marble stool. ]

"It's funny, if parents know, the stone will be broken into pieces."

[You're just mad at me. ]

"Not angry."

[If you are not angry, come out and meet, lovesickness is deep in your bones. ]

"Don't go."

[It’s okay, I can go alone. ]

"You really..." I sighed, and then changed the subject, "Then what are you doing now?"

[Sitting and chatting with my boyfriend. ]

"Don't talk to me like that."

[I want to go back to our little home. ]

"Whose house?"

[our. ]

"If you have a part of me, don't take it."

[The wife's home is equivalent to her husband's, so there is no such thing as occupying it. ]

"It's starting again, who is the wife and who is the husband?"

咚咚

"Pran, what are you doing?"

The knock on the door was accompanied by my mother's gentle voice, which distracted me and loudly responded to the person behind the door, "I just took a shower, Mom, wait a moment." Then I lowered my head and said quietly to the other end of the phone, "I'll leave first. Haha, my mother called me."

[Come out to meet at 12 o'clock tonight. ]

"The bull's head you said is wrong."

[No matter, I will wait for you. ]

I let out an irritable breath, and my mother's knock on the door rang again, and Pat hung up at the same time, without giving me a chance to refuse again.

Maybe it's because I haven't been home for so long that my parents have a lot to say to me.It's the golden time to go to bed, it's already 23:30, Pat sent me a lot of messages on Line half an hour ago, but I didn't have time to reply to him, so I called him as soon as I closed the bedroom door.When all the lights in the house were turned off, I quietly and tiptoed to the yard behind the house, sat on the marble stool under the tree and waited for the neighbor's little brother to come over.It was very dark, with no lights, and the mosquitoes started to come out in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I was wearing a pair of long pajama pants, but the mosquito bites on my arms and shoulders were still unbearable.

It didn't take long before I heard the rustling sound, saw the light from the mobile phone, and then saw Pat climbing up the fence used to separate the two families. He smiled at me and waved at me. I nodded to him, Call him fiercely, is he still slandering for fun?Jump off now.

Pat climbed to the top of the fence and sat, one leg was about to straddle my yard, when the lights in the dining room came on, my heart skipped a beat, my hands and feet were cold, and I heard a voice from behind:

"Who?"

呲!

My dad yanked open the balcony door and looked at Pat angrily, didn't see me yet, but what made my eyes widen was the black tubular object Dad was holding in his hand.

"Dad!" I yelled at him, jumping in front of Pat - before he could jump off and stand on the ground.

"Pran? What are you doing here? Go get the phone, I'm going to call the police and let the police come and take him away!"

"Dad, calm down first, why did you take out the gun?"

"Isn't it because the guy next door is a thief and wants to climb over the fence!"

"Dad! Wait a minute!" I took my dad's arm as I watched him try to trouble Pat.Fear, worry tearing me apart, made me blurt out without thinking: "I called him here!"

My father was stunned when the words fell to the ground. The way he looked at me made me almost dare not look at him.