, can you be as firm as today? Can you guarantee that you won't have friction and never get bored with each other? "
Arthit quietly hooked Kongphop's hand under the dining table. Kongphop tightened Arthit's fingers, but the curve of his lips showed a hint of determination: "I understand what you want to say. However, not only love, any relationship may have such a crisis, because people and Human relationships are made up of these things. I don’t want to make empty oaths, I just know that only time can answer your question. I don’t know what the future will hold, but a person’s life is only once. The choice we regret at the moment. At this moment, we want to go on firmly."
Really reliable. Arthit smiled, shook Kongphop's hand, and said in a low voice, "He will be handsome."
Kongphop grabs Arthit's entire hand with his backhand. He turned his head and smiled at Arthit, but didn't speak.
I really lost to him, do I have to say something? But it doesn't matter, Arthit can come out in front of all the students, so naturally he doesn't mind expressing his determination to his mother. He coughed twice, straightened his back, raised his head to look at his mother who had never said a word, his eyes seemed to be shining—the eyes he learned from Kongphop: "You may doubt our feelings. But mom, I don't want to think about it so much. I just like him, I just want to be with him, and I don't want to think about extra things to interfere with our future. We will prove it to you. "
Arthit's mother stared blankly at Arthit for a while. After a while, she lowered her head and smiled, then shook her head helplessly. She opened her mouth and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell. Then she seemed to remember something, and covered her mouth: "Ah, I forgot that I called Kit over just now!"
Sure enough, the essence of my mother is still escaped. Arthit sighed with a smile, got up and opened the door for Krist.
After changing her shoes, Krist raised her head and looked around. In short, she said hello to the adults in the room with her hands clasped together. He scratched his head in embarrassment: "Uh... so what am I here for?"
Arthit's mother was instantly amused by Krist. She stood up and licked the corner of her mouth to Kongphop who was still sitting opposite her: "Then I'll go first."
"So suddenly?" Arthit walked to his mother's side in surprise.
Mother nodded. She asked lightly: "You haven't lived together yet, right? I don't think this apartment has changed since I came here last time." Seeing that Arthit gave an affirmative answer, she patted Arthit and said earnestly, "If you need If so, find a bigger house, one with a semi-open kitchen. And..." Finally, she cast her gaze on Kongphop, "You have to prepare the things that should be prepared, you know?"
Kongphop agreed seriously, Arthit blushed, and Krist, who was almost transparent, pretended not to hear anything and looked at the scenery. The mother smiled: "You guys have a good time. I will communicate with your father first when I go back. I will bring him back when I have time. Then I will talk to me about this young man and let me know what kind of person warms my house. Fascinated."
"Yes." Arthit suppressed the slight sourness in his heart, opened his arms and hugged his mother tightly.
"You are really annoying." Mother buried her face in Arthit's arms, still complaining softly. She sorted out her emotions, raised her head and smiled at Krist who was standing behind, "I'm sorry Kit, I called you here because Auntie misses you so much~ Let's go with Auntie, Auntie will take you to eat cake~"
"... Auntie, I'm eighteen years old." Krist complained, but she didn't have the intention of staying for long. He followed Arthit's mother to the entrance again, and looked back at Artit quietly while she was not paying attention. Arthit smiled and gestured OK to him, reassuring the younger brother who was called by his mother on a whim on the way.
Krist breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded, squatted down and began to put on the shoes he just took off. It was only then that Arthit realized that his mother had opened the drawer of the shoe cabinet for some reason. As if in response, his mother raised her head to meet Arthit's gaze, the smile on her face that said "have fun" gave Arthit the urge to hide behind Kongphop.
She closed the drawer and pushed the door open. She turned her head slightly to look at Arthit, and said in a gentle voice, "Come on, Nuannuan." After she finished speaking, she walked out the door, and the three people who stayed in the room could only hear her voice, "Kit, what do you want to say to brother?" Hurry up, Auntie is waiting for you downstairs~"
Krist had already put on his shoes by this time. He smiled shyly at Arthit: "Brother, I'm leaving too. I made an appointment with my friend to go to his restaurant to help him try dishes."
"Hmm. I'm sorry Kit, I asked you to make a special trip when you came back just now." Arthit walked over and rubbed Krist's head. He hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Be honest with yourself, don't let yourself regret it."
Krist shuddered slightly. He nodded solemnly, turned his head and walked out the door.
There were only the two of them left.
Arthit seemed to be exhausted, walked back to the living room and slumped on the sofa: "Ah... I feel like I have consumed a lot of calories..."
Kongphop was amused by Arthit. He walked to the side sofa and sat down: "But I'm very happy."
Arthit looked up. This person really deserves to be elected Mr. Campus, he looks so good looking backwards. But fortunately, such a good-looking person belongs to him alone. He maintained such a posture, and deliberately said in a vicious tone: "If you dare to cheat, I will attack your computer and expose all your black history."
Kongphop also made a slightly troubled expression: "But what to do? I am in love with many people at the same time all the time."
"Huh? Tell me, who do you love?"
"The 1-year-old senior, the 2-year-old senior, the 3-year-old senior... and the seniors who haven't appeared in front of me at every point in time, I love them at the same time." Kongphop moved closer to Arthit, curling up the corners of his lips wanting Putting on the frivolous smile of a philandering person, "Am I really bad?"
"Yeah, really bad." It better be so bad that only I want it. Arthit reached out and poked Kongphop's face, "The project you're working on is almost over, right?"
"Well, I will spend more time with Nuannuan in the future." Kongphop grabbed Arthit's fingers and intertwined with him.
Whenever Kongphop calls out this cute nickname, he always feels shy. While thinking about it, Arthit said: "Then let's prepare for a home with a semi-open kitchen. Anyway, I don't know how to cook, so it's better to make it like that, so we can learn together."
"I'm happy." Kongphop kissed Arthit's fingertips, his eyes were as bright as stars.
It's not an illusion.
Feeling the touch of Kongphop's lips, Arthit couldn't help thinking.
He already has the whole world.
-TBC.
With sweet KA, I also have the whole world (X)
Step by step, we are getting closer to the end, and I feel a little bit reluctant...
27.
What does it mean to be honest with yourself
Krist lay prone on the table, staring at the water glass not far away in a daze. The boy sitting next to him was sipping milk tea, staring straight at the brother with fluttering eyes, as if hesitating whether to speak up or not.
The boy's eyes were so clear that Krist was uncomfortable looking at them. He turned his head to look at the boy: "Bas, is there something strange on my face?"
"Oh, no, Brother Krist." Bas let go of the straw that was tortured by him, and immediately shook his head, "It's just that every time I see Brother Krist, I feel like I'm out of my body."
Bas looks so innocent on the surface, but he is shrewd in his heart, and any thought will be seen through in an instant. So Krist withdrew his gaze and muttered, "What kind of soul is out of body, no."
As soon as the voice fell, the phone placed on the table vibrated. Seeing the prompt on the screen, Krist paused, instead of opening the screen, he turned it off directly.
Krist knew that his little tricks were being watched by Bas. But Bas just smiled lightly, without revealing anything, and turned around the chair at the bar: "Brother God is so slow. He said he was making curry for us, did it take so long?"
God recently plans to change the bar to a 24-hour format and cook light meals during the day. In order to determine the menu, Krist and Bas turned into professional food testers and came here every day to eat.
But today is a little different. The chef is not here today, God offered to cook by himself. Although Krist was skeptical about God's culinary skills, he kindly left him alone, after all, he could vaguely guess God's purpose.
"I want you to eat better