lost hearts

Praew said before that he wanted to eat pork hot pot, so he ordered pork hot pot.

While waiting for the clerk to serve the pot and dishes, Krist lowered his head and was distracted while holding the straw of the purified water that was brought up earlier.

When I raised my head, I just met Praew holding the phone and looking at him.

"...Praew."

"Shhh, don't say anything, don't say anything, just stay with me today, don't think about other things, okay?" Praew seemed to be afraid of what Krist would say, and made a gesture of silence, turning the phone Putting it aside, he stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand.

Her nails were beautifully done, glowing in the light of the store.

At this time, Praew's mask had been taken off and put aside, revealing Krist's face that had been seen for five years, but was becoming more and more mature.

Staring at this face, Krist almost fell into a daze.

The feeling of guilt, fear, and bewilderment was a dull pain in his chest.

He wanted to escape, and instinctively wanted to avoid being touched, as if he could avoid the predicament in front of him by deceiving himself.But reason made him hold back and withdraw his hand.

His fingers curled up slightly, then let go with a huff.

Instead, there was another hand holding the glass, firmly grasping the transparent glass wall, the knuckles clasped tightly, and the icy coolness of the water penetrated through the glass, cooling the palm of the hand without hindrance.

Krist's palms overlapped with Praew's.

No matter from whose eyes it looks like a pair of close lovers.

The hot pot and barbecue served by the clerk interrupted the eyes of the two.

Krist curled up the corners of his usually smiling mouth with difficulty.

"Thank you," he said to the clerk.

Immediately afterwards, Praew also said thank you, and then picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of barbecue for Krist and put it in the bowl.

"You need to eat more. You like this."

"Uh." Krist poked the meat in the bowl a few times with his chopsticks. The pork neck that was just roasted was crispy and fragrant, with a bright oily sheen on the surface. For a moment, he didn't have the slightest desire to eat.

"Eat more too." He responded perfunctorily, and he put the piece of barbecue into his mouth, chewing dryly, feeling that the taste was like chewing wax.

"I'll start a live broadcast." Praew clicked on IG, opened the live broadcast interface on his own, pointed his phone's camera at the tumbling hot pot soup, and started a live broadcast of eating.

Krist frowned, and some unpleasant memories were dug up from the depths.

People sometimes make sudden decisions.

It was like a taut string that kept pulling and suddenly broke into two pieces.

And behind this rupture is a determination that no longer hesitates.

Now is not the best time to be able to say such a decision.

However, once the idea is planted, it will quickly take root and germinate.

Until one day, it broke through the ground.