He is your man. Kongphop stared at Krist for a while. When he found that Krist didn't want to look up, he walked up again, "Do you feel uneasy?" Because he liked Senior Arthit. "
"No..." Krist didn't know how to answer this question, because he didn't know what he was upset about.
"You can't keep your thoughts in your heart, it's not fair to Singto." Kongphop saw the drink stand beside him, motioned to Krist, and the two walked over, "You may have a lot of grievances. Feel sad , It’s normal to feel pain. After all, the communication between people is composed of large and small frictions, not to mention such an intimate relationship as love... What do you want to drink? Help Senior Sing order it together. "
"Hmm... Americano and latte."
"Okay, a cup of lemon black tea, a cup of latte, two cups of American style, black tea with honey, pack it up, thank you."
Krist looked at Kongphop who was taking out his wallet, and chuckled, "Don't you want some pink frozen milk for Brother Arthit?"
"That marshmallow is very sweet." Kongphop replied while paying. Watching the shopkeeper turn around to make drinks, he slowly opened his mouth, "If you keep those negative thoughts in your heart, you will explode one day. Don't overestimate people's psychological endurance. You feel that you have reached the limit. Singto doesn't know why you're upset... this time difference is fatal, Krist."
Kris bit her lip and said nothing.
But Kongphop knew that Krist was listening, so he didn't stop. He left a blank time for Krist to think, and then continued: "Being together is just the beginning, love still needs you to manage and face many, many problems. Maybe you are not the only one who is struggling, so you have to tell He... thank you." Kongphop took the finished drink and smiled at Krist, "Let's go back." After speaking, Kongphop didn't care about Krist's reaction, and took the lead to move forward.
"Mr. Kongphop!" Krist called out to Kongphop. He ran up to Kongphop in twos and ones, clasped his hands together and bowed solemnly to Kongphop, "Thank you."
"There is nothing to thank." Kongphop said with a faint smile, "No one is always brave, I know, I have also been... timid. It may be a bit difficult, if you really like him, go for it. But, remember Krist." Kongphop hit Krist's face with a cold bottle, "Don't force yourself, otherwise you and him will not be happy, and neither will your brother Arthit. Also, just call me brother."
When Kongphop and Krist went back with their drinks, they found that Arthit and Singto were together and they didn't know what they were discussing. When they approached and heard their conversation clearly, both Kongphop and Krist could only smile helplessly.
"I still think the word Alpha-Beta is used here..."
"Of course your idea is correct, but you also need to consider the complexity of time and space... Ah, they are back." Arthit was the first to see the two standing aside and wondered whether to intervene. He pushed the manuscript paper towards Singto, patted the seat beside him for Kongphop to sit down. After taking the drink that Kongphop bought for him, he frowned, "Lemon black tea?"
"Did you eat all the marshmallows just now? Then you should drink tea." Kongphop explained softly, "I asked them to add honey for you."
Arthit nuzzled his mouth and finally bit the straw. Well, it's not hard to drink. He looked at the two people in front of him, and finally pulled Kongphop to stand up: "It's rare to come to the amusement park, you two have fun." After a pause, he turned his gaze to Singto, and the warning in his tone meant surprise Chong, "Don't forget what I said."
Singto nodded: "Teacher also have fun."
"Senior, I haven't been sitting for long."
"If we're tired, we'll sit somewhere else later." Arthit realized belatedly that he was taking the initiative to lead Kongphop now. After thinking about it, he still didn't let go, anyway, even if he let go for a while, he would hold on again. Not only did he not let go, but he scratched Kongphop's palm with his fingers on a whim, "I don't want to come out to play and worry about those two brats."
"This is not the gentle and kind teacher Arthit I know." Kongphop held Arthit's hand back to stop his prank. He smiled and poked Arthit's face, "Give me back my senior Arthit."
Love makes people blind ah Kongphop. Arthit slandered, pretending to knock Kongphop's hand off impatiently: "Where is your Arthit senior? Why didn't I see it?"
Kongphop raised the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of slyness in his smile. He moved closer to Arthit, quickly kissed Arthit on the cheek, and whispered in his ear while Arthit's brain froze: "It's in my heart."
"...Kongphop!" Arthit immediately pushed Kongphop's face away, and put his hands next to his head to fan the wind, trying to cool down his hot cheeks in this way.
Kongphop chuckled lowly. He tilted his head to watch Arthit's series of movements, and said softly: "So... what did Senior Arthit say to Singto?"
Arthit was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Why, do you care?"
"I care. After all, even if there is no threat, he is still a potential rival."
The words "no threat" were pronounced very clearly, as if afraid that Arthit would not be able to hear clearly. The occasional childishness of Kongphop always pokes Arthit's heart. Arthit pursed his lips, hiding a smile on his lips. After a while, he finally said: "I didn't say anything, I asked the most basic things, probably similar to what you said to Kit."
Without asking Arthit why he knew he had talked with Krist, Kongphop tightened Arthit's hand: "Your expression doesn't look like an ordinary conversation. If you didn't want to continue the conversation, you probably wouldn't discuss code with him in this kind of place." Yes."
Sure enough, nothing escaped his eyes. Arthit thought to himself, but somehow felt a touch of sweetness. He responded to Kongphop's strength: "But it's useless for us to be anxious here, love is a matter for the two of them." After a pause, he slowly added, "Singto, you may have to suffer a little bit in the future."
Kongphop listened quietly. He didn't answer, but took Arthit's hand and quickened his pace: "Senior Arthit, are you going to take the pirate ship?"
"Hey, are you really okay?"
"It's okay, if you vomit, you can act like a baby with Senior Arthit."
"... How do you feel that your heart has leaked out?"
No one can help anyone fall in love. Anyway, I can't help, let's talk about my love first.
Arthit was led by Kongphop, trotting all the way to chase this round of pirate ships, thinking so in a corner of his heart.
-TBC.
Hmm... KA set up a flag for SK, and went to fall in love by herself, really spicy chicken couples (not)
19.
The hustle and bustle around could not reach Krist's heart.
Before he had time to become lively, that enthusiasm was severely shattered by the accident that he ran into Arthit and the two of them. Krist bit the straw, quietly looked at Singto who was walking aside. His senior Sing was staring ahead, wondering what he was thinking. Noticing Krist's gaze, Singto turned his head and smiled slightly at Krist, which made Krist blush, and quickly looked away.
"What's wrong?" Singto reached out and hooked Krist's finger, "Kit doesn't look very happy."
"No." God, his fingers are so warm. The hot weather in Bangkok probably doesn't need such a temperature, otherwise why would Krist feel his eye sockets swell just by touching his body temperature? He hooked Singto's hand back, and grinned, "I just feel a little lost seeing so many people on the roller coaster."
But after Arthit and Kongphop left, they stayed for a while, and when they got to the roller coaster, the queue had already twisted and turned for several laps. What would happen if you came over immediately and lined up? Krist couldn't help but think so. He seems to always be like this, accidentally missing a lot.
"If you want to sit, I will accompany you to line up." Singto smiled, "No matter how long it takes, I will accompany you to line up."
Well, there seems to be nothing wrong with these words, as always, it is what a gentle and considerate boyfriend would say. But for some reason, Krist only felt that Singto's gentleness was like a sharp knife as always. White knives in, red knives out,