little love poem

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when Arthit finished taking the anti-fever medicine.The antipyretics took effect quickly, and Arthit's body temperature dropped quickly, and his face didn't look so red anymore.

Bright accompanied Arthit to get the medicine from the pharmacy, and sent Arthit home.

As soon as the two arrived at Arthit's house, the company called, urging Bright to go back to work overtime.This time the project was very rushed, and Bright knew the situation, so he hurriedly explained some matters to Arthit and was about to leave.

Arthit waved his hand quickly, indicating that he was fine and the other party could leave.

"Call me if you have something to do, don't be brave, or I'll tell your Kongphop." Bright thought for a while, and then turned around and said one more sentence.

"Understood, you go now." Arthit waved his hand quickly, motioning for Bright to leave quickly. Bright babbled along the way, making Arthit's head hurt from hearing it, wishing that the other party would leave quickly and leave some peace for himself.

Arthit thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to Bright and said, "Remember, don't tell Kongphop, or I'll post your embarrassing photos on Facebook for everyone in the company to see."

"Wow, you are too cruel, okay, okay, I will definitely not tell your Kongphop, don't worry." Bright heard Arthit's words, and swore to the sky that he would never tell Kongphop that Arthit had a fever and was sick things.With Bright's guarantee, Arthit let him go.

Arthit walked into the rented hut, and the room was already a bit messy. Arthit casually put the medicine on the coffee table, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After changing his clothes, Arthit still felt dizzy, so he decided to lie on the sofa and rest for a while.

Arthit lay on the sofa, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

The color of the ceiling is so white that it looks like a bowl of porridge.Speaking of porridge, I seem to be really hungry, but getting up to buy takeaway is too troublesome. Arthit kept thinking of some messy things in his head so that his mind would not be idle.Because once he is free, he will inevitably think of Kongphop, what will happen if he thinks of Kongphop?

Missing turned out to be such a terrible thing, making myself not like myself.But illness makes people seem to become weak, and makes suppressed thoughts surge out.

He told Bright not to tell Kongphop because he knew that once Kongphop knew about his illness, he couldn't help but want to talk to him, and he would want Kongphop back.Willful and selfish want the other person to come back and be by his side.

He misses Kongphop very much. When it rains in Chiang Mai, he will think, is it raining in Bangkok now? Does Kongphop hold an umbrella like him?

When eating, he would think, what did Kongphop eat today?

When walking, he would also think, where will Kongphop pass by today?

It was only three days, but he felt like he had spent a long month.

Arthit took out the phone and tossed and turned in his hands for a while, then put the phone aside again.Maybe it was the ingredients of the cold medicine in the antipyretic, which made Arthit feel drowsy all of a sudden.The sofa is also very soft, just sleep on the sofa. Arthit thought so, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

When Arthit woke up, he found that the surroundings were pitch black, and he was lying on his big bed, covered with a thin quilt.

The sound of the sweeping robot sweeping the floor came from the living room, and the faint light coming through the crack of the door indicated that someone had returned and was tidying up the living room.

Arthit immediately jumped up from the bed, opened the door of the room and went straight to the living room.

The sofa and coffee table were cleaned up, and the robot vacuum was sweeping around leisurely, but the person Arthit wanted to see was not in the living room.

The aroma of rice porridge came from the kitchen. Arthit walked slowly to the kitchen and saw a familiar figure from behind.The man was lifting the lid of the stew pot and putting chopped vegetables into the rice porridge.

The green vegetables were immediately cooked by the hot rice porridge, and the other party sprinkled a little salt in the porridge to make the final seasoning for the green vegetable porridge.

Familiar figure, familiar movement.

Arthit walked into the kitchen gently and hugged him from behind.

"Kong, I miss you so much."

I miss you very much, although in every video call, I am always stingy to say this sentence, but this is what I want to say to you most in my heart.

Feeling the familiar temperature, Kongphop turned around and left a kiss on Arthit's cheek, "P'Arthit, I miss you too."

Kongphop did not expect that the always proud P'Arthit would suddenly whisper in his ear that he missed him very much.

In the past few days in Bangkok, Kongphop has always missed P'Arthit, but every time during the video call, P'Arthit's attitude of doing things well and working hard made him dare not say anything more.

If I want to be P'Arthit's reliance, I should be a better person, so those misses can only be kept silently in my heart, don't be a burden to the other party, it will make P'Arthit feel too childish.

Knowing about P'Arthit's illness, Kongphop was worried at first, and then a little angry.Obviously both of them had an agreement, and they couldn't hide from each other, but P'Arthit didn't tell him that he had a fever.If he didn't know it from others, then P'Arthit was going to hide this matter from the past.

But when he rushed back from Bangkok, opened the door with the key, and saw P'Arthit lying alone on the sofa, all he felt was distressed.

He was warm, curled up on the sofa, and fell asleep restlessly, like a cat abandoned by its owner.The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him through the window, making him look lonely and lonely.

But right now, P'Arthit hugged him from behind, saying that he misses him very much. There was nothing but joy in Kongphop's heart.Joy is like spring water emerging from the cracks in the rocks, gurgling incessantly.

His P'Arthit always easily controlled his emotions without realizing it, and Kongphop enjoyed all of this.

Vegetable porridge was placed on the dining table, and Arthit took a spoon and began to eat the porridge slowly.

Arthit took a few mouthfuls, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Won't your mentor be angry when you run back like this?"

"I thought P'Arthit would ask this question as soon as he saw me." Kongphop looked at Arthit and said, "I asked for leave with my tutor, and the tutor agreed. Besides, I have almost finished my part. I can come back tomorrow, but I heard that you, P'Arthit, are sick, so I rushed back today."

"You finished it so fast?" Arthit asked in surprise.

"I really want to see you, so I want to finish it soon and come back to see you." Kongphop looked at Arthit and said with a smile.

Hearing Kongphop's words, Arthit immediately lowered his head to eat the porridge, his ears turned red slightly, and he raised his head as if not to be outdone, and said, "Well, I really want to see you too."

"I know." Kongphop stepped forward and kissed the other party's lips, telling the other party how much he misses with the most intimate contact.

The entanglement between lips and tongue is more about telling one's own thoughts.I love you so I miss you so much.

The next day, Arthit's fever subsided completely.

It's just that Arthit's fever this time is caused by inflammation of the throat, so he still needs to be put on an IV in the hospital.

After all, the young man's body recovers quickly, and after three or four days, Arthit will be fully recovered.

Because of the fever, Kongphop banned Arthit's pink panna cotta, which made Arthit feel unbearable.Finally, the doctor said it was all right, and Arthit immediately went to buy a cup of pink panna cotta.

Arthit was sitting on the sofa, drinking his beloved pink panna cotta, and suddenly remembered something, who told Kongphop about his illness, could it be that Bright, who doesn't mean anything?

"Kongphop, how did you know I was sick?" Arthit asked.

"P'Arthit, what do you think?" Kongphop didn't answer, but asked Arthit instead.

"Sure enough, it's Bright who doesn't talk too much, see if I don't post his embarrassing photos on Facebook tomorrow." Arthit took a deep bite of the pink panna cotta, moved to the computer and started looking for Bight's previous embarrassing photos.

Kongphop nodded with a smile. It seems that it is better not to let the senior know about Sunny.

I understand your ordinary day by day, but at the same time I love you more and more deeply day by day.