lost hearts

In the spare time of waiting, habitually scrolling through social software, Krist smiled softly at the new message sent by his brother this morning.

Several posts in a row showed that today's P'sing woke up early and ran to do meritorious deeds.

This philanthropic hall is very famous in Thailand. The donation department of Wat Hua Lamphong in Bangkok is full of incense around the clock. It can be said that it is very lively almost 24 hours a day.No matter when you go, there will be volunteers on duty there to serve you.

Although this philanthropic hall was founded by an overseas Chinese, and its logo and name are bilingual in Chinese and Thai, it has a great influence on the whole of Thailand and can be said to be a very famous charity.

Singto deliberately got up early, instead of sleeping slowly until noon as usual, and rushed to the charity hall to make donations before dawn in the morning.Especially considering the allure of the bed and sleep, being able to do such a move on such a rest day makes people feel even more warm.

Krist carefully looked at the photos and snapshots sent by singto, and was attracted by the words on the donation slip.

I saw that next to the big characters with boundless merit and virtue, it was written squarely.

"SingtoPrachayaRuangroj and fans"

Thinking back to the photo of the recognition booklet she got from fans yesterday for their kind deeds, Krist smiled even wider.

In this world, how many idols can have fans' names when they do good deeds?

His P'singto is indeed the best and most lovable person in the world.

"Oh, Krist." The boy in the white hoodie was small, running up and down, with fair and transparent skin, and a small face the size of a palm.Just like that, he hopped over from the end of a row of tables with a hood on.

"Oh, you're finally here." Letting go of the straw in his mouth, Krist's eyes followed the boy who approached the table all the way, and the smile that had been on his face just now disappeared from the moment he started talking. not come down.

"Well, where are we going, the game hall? Are you playing Taiko?" Unceremoniously, he pulled out the chair and sat down, with both hands hidden in the sleeves directly holding his face through the sleeves, Gun's head looked smaller and smaller, In front of Krist, his expression is very rich, from a usually quiet child to a charming boy with a slight smile.

Due to family reasons, gun is also very dependent on those close to him, and often uses hugs to express his emotions.He is a good boy who is liked by almost the whole GMM, everyone dotes on him very much.Even Krist, who logically should be the younger brother, gave way to little gun, always feeling the urge to protect him as his own younger brother.

"Uh huh. Yes, dance machines or arcade machines are also good. Hey, let's go to the place to see, there are still a lot of fun." After drinking the last point of a drink in twos and threes, Krist stood up with the edge of the table and asked the opposite Boy, "Would you like something to sit down for a while?"

"Um. I'll go buy a cup of coffee and pack it up." Xiao Gun smiled and showed two cute dimples on his face, like white flowers blooming in the sun.

Krist couldn't hold back, and stretched his hand around the little gun's shoulder to pull his hat to play.

The little gun didn't hide, just tilted his head and looked at Krist with a smile, letting his hat move around by Krist's mischievous hands.

After staring at it for a while, Krist felt embarrassed first.

"Then let's go order together, Mr. Gun?"

"Uh. OK."