lost hearts

In the evening, Singto really called him early.

"Krist, I'm near your house."

"I'll come find you right away." Krist jumped up from the sofa and kicked the doll beside her feet.

"Uh uh, I'll come right here, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet," Krist's eager movements gradually slowed down, as if awakened, and finally realized that his impatientness was too obvious, and covered it up, "Have you eaten P'sing?"

"I don't have either. Can we go eat pizza together after we finish getting our clothes?" The man's voice sounded in a good mood, and it was still very gentle, with a faint sigh in his pronunciation, but it was unbearable Want to hear more of his intonation.

"Yes." A little proud, Krist rushed to the entrance with his shoes on, and opened the door.

"Who's here?" Dad was sitting in the living room, holding up his teacup, watching Krist's excited movements.

"Oh. Dad, it's P'singto. He came to borrow clothes."

Nodding, Dad didn't say anything more, took a sip of tea, took the remote control and started changing channels.

But his eyes glanced over from time to time, and he also paid attention to the movement at the door.

"kit."

With one hand in his trouser pocket and a schoolbag with a lion cub hanging on his back, singto walked from the stone road and smiled brightly at him.

"P'sing, you are here. Come in quickly."

Krist let go of the doorknob in his hand, moved aside, and very graciously brought a pair of slippers for his brother.

Singto changed into it naturally, followed his footsteps and walked in. Before he got near the living room, he saw Krist's father standing up to greet him.

"Hello, Uncle."

Immediately put his finger on the tip of his nose respectfully, clasped his hands together, and singto bowed very politely.

"Singto, come to play with our Krist?" Dad also returned the courtesy to the juniors, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were scrutinizing.

Krist's father has always liked singto very much, and he has commented on Krist many times, thinking that he is a kind, hardworking and polite boy.

The excellence of a boy cannot be concealed.

A lot of good upbringing will be reflected in the details of his dealings with people.

Thailand has always been a country that values ​​politeness and respect for elders.

So singto is really outstanding.

There is no doubt about this.

Krist froze for a moment, then looked at his father suspiciously.

He just told him that his brother came to borrow clothes.

But this small question was immediately thrown out of the blue as Krist was attracted by the way P'sing spoke.

"I'm here to ask my younger brother to borrow clothes." Honestly explained the purpose of coming, Singto was very decent in front of the elders, standing upright, with a smile on his face, neither humble nor overbearing, "Because there will be a Yamaha promotional event with my younger brother tomorrow, I want to borrow a white dress."

"Oh, it's for borrowing clothes. Then stay for dinner tonight?" Patting his brother on the shoulder, his father seemed to be encouraging, but also seemed to be admonishing something Krist didn't understand.

"Oh dad, I'm going out to eat with my brother, so there's no need to prepare our portion!" Krist smiled at his dad, like all the spoiled kids, with a sweet expression on his face, "Ah, I'm going to go with him too It’s fine if mom says something, it’s not good if you cook a lot of dishes later.”

As soon as he said it, Krist ran to the inner room in a hurry, shouting loudly, and the voice floated out from behind him, "Brother, go upstairs to my room and wait for me! I'll go Come!"

As he said that, he didn't care what expressions his brother and his father showed after they looked at each other, and went to the room where his mother was folding clothes.

Therefore, he didn't know that he missed his father's sincere advice to his brother, and hoped that Singto would take care of Krist.

As for singto, he promised solemnly.

Later, it was also completed very competently.

Of course, this is a story.