child. "
"In my brother's eyes, you are just a child." Arthit pinched Krist's nose, "Your brother will always be twelve years younger than you."
"Come on brother, it's so itchy." Krist took Arthit's hand away and murmured, "Why are you so gentle?"
"Only Kit would say that to me." Arthit laughed, "My students won't think I'm gentle."
"No, everyone likes brother very much. Everyone likes it." After a pause, Krist asked cautiously, "Who does Brother Arthit like? Do you like Mr. Kongphop?"
Arthit couldn't help being stunned by Krist's sudden question. The curtains were not drawn tightly, and the moonlight shone on Krist, with a fragile expression like a newborn child. Arthit laughed, and Kongphop's aggrieved just now appeared in his mind. Even so, he left happily, probably because he really liked him.
Without any resistance, Arthit replied very straightforwardly: "Yeah. I like it." So he, too, really likes Kongphop.
It was not because of the catalysis of the night that he admitted it, but because of the sound of his own heartbeat. It's not the heartbeat you feel when you kiss him, but when you're together, you can't help but blush.
He was thirty years old and had long since learned to be honest with himself. Learn to admit your desires, admit your greed, and then reach out and grab what belongs to you. But Krist is only eighteen years old. He sometimes doesn't know what he wants, even if he has already decided what he wants. So he will be confused.
Arthit thought to himself, and said softly, "Where's Kit? Is there anyone you like?"
"Yeah." Krist replied in a nasal voice, "I think he likes me too. Really, bro, it's just that he doesn't know it. But when he really started being nice to me, I couldn't believe it. He really Is it because he likes me that he cares about me? Isn't it because of other reasons?" Krist said, burying his head in the pillow, "I... wish he only looked at me."
Arthit sighed inwardly. He stretched out his hand to wrap Krist in his arms, and patted Krist's back one by one. In a trance, Arthit felt that he was back in his youth, when he was only as big as Krist. During the vacation, he stayed at Krist's house, and he also shared a bed with Krist. The boy cried because of being teased and sad, and the young boy let the boy's nose and tears wipe his arms, and was so distressed that he was determined to go to those brats the next day to seek justice for his brother, but found that the boy had already become one with the brats. Krist has been a king of children since he was a child, like a little sun, and everyone around him can't help but treat him well.
But the sun also has a setting moment. Illuminating all living beings is what the Buddha should do, not Krist's mission.
"Go to sleep." Arthit whispered, "My brother is always here."
But my brother has a mission. It is the elder brother's mission to tolerate his younger brother's unknown fragility.
So, just like many, many years ago, Arthit's shoulders were quietly wet.
-TBC.
15.
Life became very peaceful. I don't know if it's really peaceful or just the calm before the storm.
Fingers nimbly typed out line after line of code, Singto thought casually.
At noon, the students in the laboratory began to go to lunch in twos and threes, but Singto sat in front of the computer without moving. He usually eats with Krist at noon, but today Krist's band has to rehearse, so I'm afraid he will be too busy. Anyway, he was alone, and Singto planned to skip this meal and study more research documents.
Off, who was sitting diagonally across from him, didn't leave either. Noticing Singto's slightly puzzled gaze, Off raised his eyebrows. He stretched his waist, and there was a trace of complacency in his tone: "I'm too lazy to move, anyway, there are family members delivering meals."
Singto was a little surprised: "Has Senior Off been in a relationship?" Recalling when he first met Off, Off complained in distaste that he couldn't understand girls' minds and that it was troublesome to fall in love. Singto couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you Did you say that you don’t fall in love until you graduate from graduate school?”
Off touched the back of his head, with a hint of embarrassment in his expression: "Uh...that was before." After thinking about it, he immediately sat up straight and threatened Singto, "When that guy comes later, don't talk nonsense."
"Yes." Actually referring to the girl as "that guy", Singto complained in his heart about Off's lack of gentlemanly demeanor. But on his face, he still looked like a well-behaved junior, "I'm a little curious, what kind of person can pry into Senior Off's heart."
"What kind of person..." Off was asked this question, and he thought about it seriously. He clasped his hands and frowned for a while before answering, "It's a very flat brat, but when he's a few years older than him, he kept yelling 'Daddy', 'Daddy', making me seem very old." But he is actually very precocious, but he likes to act like a spoiled child to me, so I don’t know what he’s thinking.” At this point, Off smirked twice, “There’s nothing I can do about him.”
People who are in love. Singto looked at Off, who had a hippie smile on his face in many things, showed such a pure smile, and couldn't help feeling a little more envious in his heart.
It seems that many people around me are in this state recently, including Teacher Arthit. If he and that gentleman were still in an ambiguous period before, the two of them may have entered the period of passionate love now. After all, in the past, if Arthit stayed in the lab late and didn't see anyone he wanted to call, it was normal to stay in the lab all night without saying a word. But now as long as it is past nine o'clock, he will definitely let everyone take a break first, and he doesn't know where to go with his mobile phone; no matter how busy the project is, he will definitely go home once in the evening. I don't know if the people over there are too strict, or they have simply lived together.
Surprisingly, Singto didn't feel sad. He has always been a person who can afford to let go, and if he decides to give up, he will no longer have extra thoughts, and his attention is only subconscious. What's more, seeing that Arthit looks good every day and looks very happy, Singto thinks it's not bad. As long as that gentleman can make the teacher he admires happy.
There is one person, whose spirit is getting worse and worse, but he still keeps silent, no matter how much he feeds, he can't get fat. Thinking about it, Singto couldn't help frowning.
"Don't keep talking about me," Off's voice snapped Singto back to reality. He didn't know when he turned off his computer and sat next to Singto, as if he didn't intend to give Singto any chance to be sloppy, "Uh, what about you?"
Singto was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me." Off rolled his eyes without hesitation, "What else can you mean? Of course it's about Krist."
"I'm with him..." Singto said half of the sentence, but suddenly stopped. Only then did he realize that it was actually difficult for him to define his relationship with Krist. They are not dating, but they are not ordinary seniors and juniors. In Singto's heart, Krist's status has been lifted up, and it can never be put back.
"What are you hesitating about?" Off frowned. His expression became a little more serious, "You go out with Krist every day, right? Check your phone to see if Krist has sent a line if you have something to do, right? Worried about Krist's body and worried about his studies, right? Yes Don’t you think it’s not right to eat alone without Krist? Then why do you think so much, you just care! If you care more, it’s love!”
Singto opened his mouth, and just about to say something, he heard a voice from outside the laboratory: "Daddy? Are you there, Daddy?" It was obviously a boy's voice.
Off replied loudly: "Gun, go inside!" Facing Singto's astonished gaze, Off shrugged, "When did I say that my partner is a girl?"
Before Singto could say anything, the door of the computer room was pushed open. Gun saw Off first, his eyes sparkled, but the moment he saw Singto, his expression became a little weird. Just when Singto thought this boy looked familiar, he heard Gun say with a sullen face, "Let's go, Dad, you can't eat in the computer room, right?" After speaking, he closed the door behind him.
Off looked at the bewildered Singto with joy, and kindly explained: "Gun and Krist are good friends, please understand how he wants to vent his anger on his friend. I'm leaving, you take your time." At the end, But he added half-jokingly, "Don't think too slowly and lose people."
Singto looked at the back of Off waving his hands and then went to find his children, and sighed slowly. He took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, feeling exhausted.
he knows. He understands everything. He just didn't know what to do, and didn't know what the correct answer was.
I don't understand how long the "one step further" distance is.
Singto had a dream.
He dreamed of snow, obviously there is no place in Thailand