lost hearts

Concealing his emotions, Krist deliberately asked himself to keep a small distance.

Despite this insistence, it didn't take long before Singto's natural support on Krist's waist ended.

His brother is like a person who has nothing to do, and his attitude towards him has not changed in any way.

Still as always, just as intimate, just as natural.

Naturally, Krist couldn't help but wonder if he was the only one who had a chemical reaction to yesterday's live broadcast - he should have been the only one in the first place.

In fact, even Krist herself should not be any different.

It's just acting, isn't it?

Kongphop is Kongphop, BM is BM, they are just characters.

While accepting the interview in the venue, Krist's mind was empty, and he didn't even enter the left ear and the right ear for the words around him. When the microphone was handed to his eyes, the only reaction was: "Is this a live broadcast?"

Repeated slips of the tongue many times, even P'sing was so amused by Krist's anomaly that he couldn't help answering for him, "This is a live broadcast."

"What are you doing!" Hearing his brother's voice, Krist finally forcibly regained consciousness, and instinctively complained to the disturber, leaving the well-intentioned Singto confused. Krist was taken aback by his own reaction, so he added an explanation with a guilty conscience: "I'm in a daze."

The interviewer of OK magazine is very professional and knows how to smooth things over. He immediately followed up and said, "Oh—you're dizzy, right? You've just rushed over and you've been interviewed, and you're doing a live broadcast."

Krist, who was a little nervous, nodded repeatedly, "It's a live broadcast."

Krist, who was so absorbed in his emotions, didn't notice at all, his brother standing beside him narrowed his eyes slightly to examine the expression.Before the interviewer could react, Singto joked, "I'm asking you, you didn't sleep last night, did you?"

It was nothing.

Once hearing such a question from the client, Krist suddenly felt aggrieved and felt the joy of getting attention. He was half complaining and half coquettish to his brother: "Angry."

Obviously answering his brother's words, but staring at the interviewer with sly eyes, only making comparisons with his hands, as if making a small report on someone.

Seeing that Singto was going to continue to express his opinion on this, the interviewer of the magazine hurriedly stopped the conversation that was getting further and further away, and emphatically sent the microphone under Krist's nose: "Skip this topic, can you please bless OK ?"

……

Backstage, other guests were already being photographed by the media.

Krist and singto waited by the board for a while, and it was their turn.

Accepting the step of taking pictures is actually a bit boring.

They will stand there for a long time, waiting for batch after batch of media to come up, and then retreat.

The flashes kept flashing, and the artist adjusted his movements according to the situation.

Krist stood beside his brother, his eyes always drifted towards the people around him as if he had his own will.

While Singto turned to the side, Krist stared at his profile carefully.

When his brother was about to turn his head, he hurriedly turned around again, pretending to be nonchalant, as if the sight just passed by Singto was just a symbolic flash.

It's like discovering a new game, and Krist never tires of it.