Gun patted Krist on the back unwillingly: "I'll go to the classroom to reserve a seat for you first, hurry up."
Watching Gun's leaving back, Krist took a deep breath. He tilted his head towards Singto and raised the corners of his lips, looking no different from the Kris who just met Singto a few months ago: "I don't think it's necessary, senior, this takes up too much of your time. Senior doesn't always like to pester Because brother Kongphop appeared, you think he can take good care of my brother, so you can give up easily. So please be as unfeeling as before, I beg you."
Krist didn't even know that he was such a cruel person, and he was still smiling when he said this. But he felt that he was just stating the facts.
He doesn't want to be so small anymore. Since it is Singto's wish to change back to the Krist he was before he knew Singto, then he can do what he wishes, as long as Singto can be happy. That way Krist can be happy too, can't he
Krist quietly grabbed a corner of the dress. He begged for his slight wavering not to be discovered by Singto.
Singto's expression didn't change at all. Sure enough, he was still the Singto who used to think rationally. He looked at Kris quietly, and when Kris finished speaking, for some reason, he smiled softly. With Singto's laughter, the school bell rang around the two of them. With such an invisible smile, Singto said softly: "Go to class, Kit, I will wait for you at the door of the classroom in a while." He paused, "It's okay to sleep for a while during class. You look very tired."
Krist opened his mouth, but couldn't find any words to refute. He had no choice but to turn around and stop looking at Singto's expression, trot into the classroom and sit down in a trance.
"Hey, stupid Krist." Gun leaned over and knocked on Krist's desk, "You won't agree to talk to senior Singto, will you?"
"... He said he would wait for me at the door of the classroom after class." Krist came back to his senses and rubbed his temples, "I don't know what he's thinking."
Gun folded his hands in thought for a while. He looked at Krist's fugue again, and muttered to himself, "Maybe he's trying to let you know what he's thinking right now."
I didn't listen to much in one class, and the notes in the textbook were messy. Gun, the top student next to him, glanced at Krist's textbook, shook his head in disgust, and threw his notebook to Krist. Before Krist could say thank you, Gun pointed at the door: "You were all drunk yesterday, right? It's good to talk soberly. If you've already made up your mind, let the senior give up."
Looking in the direction of Gun's finger, Singto was already leaning on the railing of the corridor, holding a novel in his hand and reading it carefully. Krist guessed that it was probably some kind of difficult original novel. From time to time, juniors who are familiar with Singto greet Singto, and Singto will always smile and chat with them kindly, looking as bright as a gentle star. If he was the coach, he would probably be more popular.
Krist stood up, and Singto outside the classroom closed the book as if he had sensed it, stood up straight and waved to Krist. No one is surprised, after all, everyone knows that the relationship between the two is good. Krist hurriedly stuffed the notes Gun gave him into his schoolbag, greeted Gun and walked out of the classroom.
"Would you like to go to the cafe you usually go to?" Singto asked gently.
Krist nodded indiscriminately and followed Singto's footsteps.
It's weird, it's like their relationship has never changed. To him, Singto is still an out-of-reach senior student, and to Singto, he is just the teacher's most cherished younger brother whom he has a crush on. He never saw through what Singto was thinking, and Singto never told him.
When he reached the path with few people, Krist stopped in his tracks. He sighed, not wanting to hide the exhaustion and helplessness in his tone: "What exactly do you want to do? If you think I was not sober and didn't speak clearly last night, can I say it again? Senior Singto, you..."
"'Free.'" Singto interrupted Krist's words. He turned around and looked straight at Krist, "'You are no longer Krist's person. Are you happy Singto, you are free. Although it seems that you never were.'" What Singto said last night was expressed by Singto in a kind of An eerie calm spoke out. Before Krist could say anything, a wry smile appeared on Singto's usually indifferent face, "I can't forget, Kit. Every word you said, every sentence, every expression you made, I will remember."
"Senior, why do you have to memorize this kind of thing?" Krist was at a loss for Singto's unexpected reaction. The corners of his lips curled up hastily, trying to make himself look brighter, "I may not have expressed enough, senior. I mean, we have broken up. You are so good, you deserve better, and I..." would also be like You're doing just fine in a world without you, as you'd expect.
But Krist couldn't finish his words, and his hand was caught by Singto. Singto's hand was always warm, but for some reason, it was so cold today. Still trembling slightly, as if afraid of something. Singto took a step closer, but even this step seemed so cautious.
so funny. Krist thought. Why did he actually see his own shadow in Singto after it became such a bad situation now.
"I'm sorry Kit, never told you before." It wasn't an illusion this time. Singto's eyes were red, he didn't know if it was the lack of sleep last night, or something else, "I love you."
I love you.
Probably infected by Singto, Krist felt that she also had the urge to cry.
Why is this sentence that I wanted to hear so much put here? What is this love? Now how can he believe in the love that Singto said? He muttered, wanting to refute, want to vent, want to shake off Singto's hand, but he couldn't even look up into Singto's eyes.
He could only raise the corner of his mouth, little by little, but forcefully withdrew his hand: "It's too late, senior." He wiped his face, and finally looked at Singto and smiled, "You are free now Already."
"No." Unexpectedly, Singto quickly denied it. He looked at Krist with a faint light in his eyes, "You are the one who is free, not me." He paused, and then smiled, "If you want to break up, I don't think I have the right to beak. But Kit, Now it's my turn to chase you. I won't give you up to anyone."
It was so ridiculous that Krist couldn't help laughing: "This is completely different from what the senior said last night."
It turned out that it was not difficult to show such a mocking smile to Singto. Krist was thinking silently, but heard Singto's voice: "I made a big mistake, Kit. I'm trying to correct it now." When he raised his head again, what he saw was the man who did everything. Singto looks calm and breezy. Singto turned slightly, "If you don't want to go to the cafe, I'll take you home now."
-mistake
Senior Sing, do you know that the biggest mistake between us is that there is an indelible time gap between our enthusiasm.
Krist followed behind Singto and sighed softly.
He still didn't know what Singto was thinking.
-TBC.
It is difficult for an introverted person to convey his ideas straight at once.
It is also difficult to rekindle hope and confidence in people who have been disappointed.
twenty four.
Krist felt that he had to do some dramatic actions to be worthy of this dramatic life, such as sighing at the sky or something.
It's always like this in this world. What you want will never come easily when you want it, but when you finally give up, that thing comes to your hand again, and it's not right for him to take it or let it go.
When she saw Singto standing next to New, the junior coach, Krist couldn't help but think so.
Although it is not as inhumane as the SOTUS of the Engineering College, the Soft Academy still has its own SOTUS system, which aims to teach future programmers the importance of physical exercise and respect for their predecessors. The amount of training is not large but it is still quite hard. Fortunately, SOTUS, which spans a whole semester, is coming to an end. According to the tradition, the seniors will organize the freshmen to go out together.
But Krist didn't expect that Singto, who even rejected the post of coach, would come. After all, in Singto's heart, there should be nothing more important than the task in Arthit's laboratory.