I heard that you also like pink frozen milk[Comprehensive]

The two of them had such a decadent day that they didn't bother to read the weather forecast.

When I went out now, I realized that the storm was so violent

The sky was covered by thick clouds, and the thunder rumbled and rolled over, making the boundless night even more frightening.

In the middle of the night when the rain was pouring like this, there were few cars passing by on the street, as if they were the only car in the world.

But they are two big men, they are not afraid at all.

Arthit was worried about his son, and was very anxious, urging Kongphop to be faster over and over again.

How could kongphop listen to him, and even his face became more and more ugly: "If I don't come to see you off, are you going to drive the car away?"

Such a rainy night is not the time to drive fast, thinking that Arthit has probably done such a thing countless times before, Kongphop feels even more angry.

But looking at the anxious look on Arthit's face beside him, the anger in his heart couldn't be vented no matter what.

The kid named kaka, perhaps because he still wears the name he chose, made him unable to hate him no matter what.

It's just that when he thought that most of Arthit's mind would be on that little kid from now on, he was so depressed that he almost couldn't breathe.

Still, it was better than being on that woman. Kongphop thought to himself.

Arthit's heart is full of anxiety now, how can he notice his emotions.

But being taught a lesson by Mingming, he couldn't continue to urge him, so he could only hold his phone and keep looking out of the car window, hoping to see the familiar landmark sooner.

But now, even with the wipers on the hard-working windshield, it's a blur, let alone the sides.

When he looked outside, he could only see the pouring raindrops converging on the glass to form a water curtain, flowing down continuously from above.

At this moment, his mobile phone buzzed suddenly, and Arthit hurriedly picked it up to check it.

Sure enough, it was a video request from his son's mobile phone.

His heart moved, and he looked at Kongphop beside him hesitantly.

In such a bad road condition, kongphop put all his attention on the road ahead, and probably didn't have the energy to look at his mobile phone screen.

However, when he decided to connect to the video, he still couldn't help feeling a little panic in his heart.

Arthit turned sideways subconsciously, turning the screen back to kongphop.

Kongphop saw his movements from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but increase his strength with the hand holding the steering wheel.

As soon as the video was successfully connected, kaka's wailing came from the phone: "Dad... I want dad... wow... I want dad..."

Obviously waking up from a fright, arthit's heart was twisted when he heard it.

The video was sent by Nuan Ma, and Kaka, who was crying like that, didn't even have the consciousness to post the video.

"The child is really making trouble." Nuan Ma obviously didn't want to disturb her son Qingmeng in the middle of the night, "What's going on with you, why are you in the car?"

Now she is holding the phone, while Papa Nuan is holding Kaka in his arms and coaxing her.

But obviously his embrace didn't have much effect on Kaka, and Kaka's crying was still heart-piercing.

"Mom, I'm on my way back. Give kaka the phone and I'll tell him." Arthit was so impatient that he didn't want to say anything more to his mother.

Nuan Ma hurriedly pointed the phone at Kaka who was crying in a mess, and coaxed patiently: "Baby, baby, look quickly, Dad will be home with you soon."

Kaka ignored her words at all, and continued to cry hard while hugging her little turtle doll: "Dad...wow..."

"Kaka, dad is here, don't cry, let grandma wipe your tears, look dad is in the car, he will be home soon." Arthit said anxiously.

Hearing her father's voice, kaka's crying finally became a little quieter, and her wailing gradually turned into a low whimper.

It's just that he doesn't seem to make people feel less distressed.

"Dad... It's thundering, kaka is afraid..." At kaka's age, he rarely calls himself by his first name, but he seems to be a little smaller than usual when he is so sad, people can't help but want to call him He held it in his palm.

"Kaka, don't be afraid, Dad will be home soon, have you forgotten? Last time you told Dad that you are a man and you will never be afraid of thunder again." Arthit tried to make his voice sound calmer, trying to suppress his anxiety down.

Kaka pursed her lips, and another string of tears fell from her eyes: "But that day, that day, my father was there."

"Dad will go back right away, you are a man, do you know that you want to be with your grandparents before your father comes home?" It was just that simple persuasion was useless, Arthit had no choice but to change his strategy.

Kaka was suddenly given the mission of "being with grandparents and companions". Even if she wanted to cry again, she could only stop sobbing.

But it was too aggrieved to stop, and he couldn't help turning his eyes redder when he looked at Arthit: "Dad, are you in the car on the way back?"

The child was still sobbing so much that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Arthit nodded: "That's right, Dad will be home in ten minutes."

Although he couldn't see the situation outside the car window clearly due to the pouring rain, he had walked this road so many times, and it was naturally easy to estimate the time based on the current speed.

Kaka sobbed twice before continuing to ask: "Then, who is driving?"

Arthit was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Kongphop beside him.

The external voice he kept playing in this video call, and Kaka's questioning, naturally kongphop could hear it clearly.

Kongphop, who was driving, didn't look at him, but his back was visibly stiffer.

Arthit paused for a moment before hesitatingly said: "It's... Dad's colleague, take Dad back on the way."

Kongphop pursed his lower lip tightly, but still didn't make a sound.

But Arthit looked at his expression, and for some reason, he became uncontrollably guilty.

"Then, where's Dad's car?" Kaka is indeed a problem baby, crying like this, but it can't stop his strong curiosity.

Now the light in the car is dim, and kaka is crying again with tears in his eyes, and it is normal for him not to recognize that this is his car.

Before arthit could think of an excuse to answer, suddenly, another flash of lightning flashed outside the car window, followed by a series of deafening thunderclaps.

Kaka's small face reflected on the screen was obviously taken aback, he just froze for a moment, then grinned, and the cry resounded through the sky again.

Dad Nuan hurriedly pushed the camera away: "Okay, okay, turn this off first, and talk about it when you come back."

The voice of the old man coaxing the child appeared in the background again, and Nuan Ma said to the phone: "It's raining so hard, be careful on the road, you know?"

"Well, I see, Mom." Arthit hurriedly agreed, and the video was hung up by the mother who was anxiously waiting to help.

He spent a day and a night outside, but the tired second boss couldn't even sleep in the middle of the night, arthit thought, and couldn't help being a little depressed.

Seeing that he had turned off the video, kongphop asked casually, "Why are you so scared when thunder strikes?"

Arthit stroked his forehead with a headache, and replied: "It's my fault... When we lived together, one time we went home and worked overtime without bringing a document. I saw that he was fast asleep, so I went to the company to get it. I also didn't expect that there would be lightning and thunder all of a sudden, waking him up, and on the way back, someone had a car accident and was stuck for a long time."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Arthit was full of regret until now.

If he could do it all over again, even if he lost his job because of it, he would definitely not leave kaka at home alone.

But the point that kongphop heard was obviously not this.

He frowned: "When you two lived together?"

Arthit froze in his heart, and froze in his seat.

He clenched his phone tightly and explained falteringly: "Just... for a short period of time, not long."

Kongphop glanced at him lightly, and Arthit felt that the hairs all over his body seemed to stand up in his eyes.

"Where's that woman? Your son made such a fuss, and he didn't see her there."

"He..." Arthit stared at his fingers, not wanting kongphop to hear the guilt in his words, "He has a special job, sometimes he goes out for a month or two, so his son is more clingy to me."

Kongphop pressed his lower lip tightly again: "So now you agreed to accompany me because she was on a business trip?"

Arthit choked, he opened his mouth, and before he could think of an answer, kongphop interrupted him hastily, as if he was afraid that he might say something he didn't want to hear: "Forget it, whatever you want."

squeak--

With the sound of brakes, Arthit realized that the car had already parked outside the gate of his community.

Arthit quickly lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt: "Don't pick me up tomorrow, I'll just take a taxi to the company... Also, it's so late, so don't drive so far back, there's a nice car on the street next to it." The hotel…”

Before he finished speaking, kongphop had already opened the car door on the driver's side.

Arthit stopped and looked at him helplessly.

Kongphop looked at him with a cold face: "Drive the car to the garage, just have a cold and want to get in the rain? I don't want to continue to take care of you."

With that said, he took the only umbrella in the car and got out of the car.

But in such a majestic heavy rain, umbrellas are basically useless.

As soon as he went out, Arthit saw that half of his body was already wet by the rain.

"Kong—" he shouted anxiously.

Kongphop looked back at him: "What? Do you want to invite me to your house?"

Arthit's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Kongphop raised his head and looked at the building in front of him through the rain curtain.

He has been here countless times, and even after a few years, he still doesn't feel unfamiliar.

But it has been a long time since he was qualified to step in as Arthit's lover.

"You didn't do what you promised me. You can accompany him tomorrow night, but you will give it to me the day after tomorrow."

Throwing down this sentence coldly, kongphop closed the car door with a slam, and walked into the boundless rain under his umbrella.

The rain-soaked glass completely blocked Arthit's line of sight. Even though they were only a few steps away, it seemed like the entire universe was separated before them.