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

People say that time flies, it seems that many years can pass in a blink of an eye.

But for Kongphop, in the past few years, he has survived every minute and every second, and nothing is fleeting.

Presumably those easy passing years belong to happy people and have nothing to do with him.

It has been more than five years since kongphop left Thailand. In fact, the length of time he spent with arthit is not far behind.

But he still failed to forget that person smoothly as he hoped.

It was so easy to fall in love with him, but it was even more difficult to forget him than bone-eviscending cramps.

After more than five years, arthit may have already forgotten him smoothly as he said, and then fell in love with a woman, got married and had children, and the road is open.

In contrast, he, who is still entangled in the past, is even more ridiculous.

Kongphop couldn't help hating this kind of himself, as if only in this way could he hate that person in his heart.

After all, it would be ridiculous for him to admit that he still loves Arthit until now.

And the years of hatred here made him gloomy.

The kongphop now is completely different from the 0062 who was full of spirits at the corners of his eyes and brows back then.

But he didn't care about this change.

Without the person who cared, it didn't really matter what he looked like now.

"Kong!" Mom knocked on his door.

When he first came here, his family members saw him in a trance all day long, probably because they were afraid that he would really be overwhelmed and that there would be some danger, so they resolutely refused to allow him to live alone, so he had no choice but to live with his parents.

But whether he lived with others or lived alone, he didn't care at all.

Without raising his head, kongphop casually agreed, "Come in."

Kong's mother opened the door and came in, walked to his side and whispered: "It's so easy for Cici to come and play, don't stay in the room all the time, didn't you have a good relationship before?"

Cici is Kongphop's cousin, and because they are about the same age, the two grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and their relationship is really good.

However, kongphop has been a loner all these years, and has never contacted her once.

The cousin who had just fallen in love when we parted had a son who was four or five years old now.

It's good for her to be happy, but kongphop doesn't want to witness their so-called happiness with his own eyes.

He is now in his thirties, and most of his relatives and friends in the past have already married and established businesses, and the dust has settled.

Every time he hears about their recent situation, kongphop can't help thinking that he also had a chance to be so happy.

So the heart will inevitably ache again.

As time passed, he didn't want to hear from them even more.

After all, even with his best friend m, he has rarely been in touch with him.

All the things he experienced at the beginning also became more and more distant as he deliberately avoided, but he still couldn't get rid of it.

Kongphop nodded in response, but after his mother went out, he didn't show any signs of moving.

But the episode of cici's arrival still made him unable to calm down for a long time.

He still remembered the last time he had contacted her.

Cici has a lively personality, she was still studying abroad at the time, she refused to look at arthit's photos, and insisted on seeing with her own eyes what kind of person Kong's brother likes when she comes back.

It's just that before she came back, kongphop had already deleted everything related to arthit.

There are obviously many memories between him and Cici, but the ones he can instantly recall are still related to Arthit.

Kongphop felt a little tight in his chest.

He rubbed his temples, closed the notebook in front of him, and walked out of the room.

The weather is fine today. Cici's family of three are chatting with their parents and sister in the yard, and kongphop can faintly hear their laughter.

Kongphop knew that he should go out and say hello to them, but his footsteps turned to the kitchen involuntarily.

He opened the refrigerator, took out a few packets of ingredients, and made a cup of pink frozen milk with ease.

I added some ice cubes into it, took a sip, and the irritability in my heart finally subsided a little in the appropriate taste.

Kongphop looked down at the cup in his hand, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he still hated that person, the influence he left on him was still terrible.

Even his favorite drink has unknowingly become an indispensable placebo for kongphop over the years.

He raised his head and took another swig, then lowered his head, only to find a child standing at the door of the kitchen.

He is very familiar with the child of the eldest sister and second sister's family, but this little boy is a stranger. Needless to say, this should be Cici's son.

The little boy stared at the cup in his hand and swallowed, obviously hungry.

Kongphop looked at the glass that he had already drank half of, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to drink?"

The little boy nodded shyly.

Kongphop skillfully made another cup for him, but this time without adding ice.

The little boy has been waiting by his side eagerly, and as soon as he was done, he couldn't wait to take a big sip, and then his little face immediately wrinkled into a ball: "Uncle Kong, why do you like drinking this, it's so sweet! Girls I like to drink this!"

Although we haven't met each other yet, it seems that he already knows the identity of kongphop.

Even though he was depressed all the time, kongphop couldn't help being amused by him and smiled.

His mind instantly reflected the feeling when he tasted pink frozen milk for the first time.

At that time, he just found out that the arrogant senior actually likes to drink such a girly drink, and he, who was still making things difficult for kongphop when he was eating, would actually help kongphop pay the bill when he left.

So kongphop accidentally ordered another cup of pink frozen milk.

He was used to drinking iced coffee, but when he tasted this for the first time, he also found it unbelievably sweet.

But he couldn't help thinking in his heart, how could a senior with such a sweet taste always be so fierce?Something must have gone wrong.

At that time, he didn't realize that he had already been tempted by that fierce senior.

Realizing that he was thinking about the past again, Kongphop felt disturbed again, grabbed the half cup of frozen milk that was left just now and drank it in one gulp.

Seemingly seeing that his complexion was not good, the little boy asked in a low voice, "Uncle Kong, what's wrong with you?"

Kongphop lowered his eyelids, put the cup under the tap and rinsed it: "It's okay, I thought of someone who doesn't matter."

The little boy looked at him half understanding: "What do you mean it doesn't matter?"

In front of children, it is very difficult to pretend to be calm.

Kongphop explained helplessly: "It just doesn't matter at all."

The little boy nodded, but then asked: "Since it's not important at all, why do you miss him?"

Kongphop slipped his hand, and the cup fell heavily into the pool, smashing into pieces.

The little boy was startled by him, put the frozen milk in his hand on the table, and ran away as if to escape.

Kongphop stared blankly at the shards of glass that had been washed away by the water, and his eyes gradually raised to a point of helplessness.

Is he really going to live like this for the rest of his life?

Hiding in this place where you never have to meet him, yet you are influenced by him all the time.

But the person he couldn't get rid of no matter what, maybe he had completely forgotten the past between the two of them.

Kongphop clenched his fists, and couldn't help but growl in his heart.

Should there be an end to such a dark day?

"Kong!" Another voice came from the door, this time it was Cici.

Cici came up, hugged him, patted him on the back and let go: "I heard from Yang that I just saw you in the kitchen, what's going on, you didn't even come out to see me!"

Kongpho let go of his palm quietly, and smiled at her: "I just received an urgent email, and someone is waiting for a reply, so it's a bit late."

"Email? Why is email so important?" Cici asked curiously.

Kongphop paused before answering: "A company in Bangkok said they had seen my work and had a similar project, and they wanted to invite me back to design."

"Back to Bangkok? Really!" Cici shouted in surprise, "Then you can go back with me this time! Have you decided to pick it up?"

Kongphop's eyes flashed, and he nodded lightly: "Just decided."

As soon as he spoke, he saw his mother appearing at the door.

Mama Kong looked at him with a complicated expression: "Are you sure? I haven't been back for so many years, I... I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

Kongphop bent the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "There is nothing I can't get used to now."

He used to think that he couldn't bear parting from Arthit at all, but after leaving him, he has lived peacefully until now.

People's ability to adapt is always beyond their own imagination.

Back in the room, kongphop reopened the notebook.

The browser page still stays in that email.

He hesitated for a while, and finally typed two words slowly in the reply column.

"agree."

It's just going back to that familiar place, no big deal.If you want to break free from the hellish past, you must learn to face it.

Maybe in that city where he can be felt everywhere, he can really practice the ability to be invulnerable to all kinds of poisons.

At that time, he would no longer have to experience that kind of unforgettable pain every moment.

As for the person he still hates... As long as he can't see him, it will be fine.

He decided to forget about it anyway.

He didn't really want to see him anyway.

Not at all.