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

Arthit stared at him dumbfounded, as if trying to find some joke in his eyes.

But in this situation, how could Kongphop have the heart to joke with him!

"Are you crazy?" Arthit murmured softly.

Kongphop glared at him viciously, and admitted, "Yeah, I'm crazy, I've been crazy since the day you dumped me."

Listening to his words, Arthit's heart trembled again.

Obviously just now he still disliked him for his old age and fading, but in a blink of an eye, he became this angry and aggrieved look again.

Arthit always knew that he had caused him a lot of harm, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he was married and had children, but he still couldn't forget the harm.

Kongphop is a person who is very attached to feelings, just like a cheetah that only keeps its eyes on its prey, once it has identified its target, it will not give up easily.

It turns out that this kind of person is also the same for hatred.

Those red eyes made Arthit's eyes sting.

But he couldn't shed tears in front of kongphop.

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on Kongphop's left hand.

Because of the punch just now, his joints were injured. Although it was not serious, he could still see bloodstains scattered on it.

Arthit's heart tightened again, but now he didn't even seem to have the position to take the initiative to help him deal with the wound.

He closed his eyes, his temples aching.

"kongphop." He sighed, "we are not children anymore, you don't need me to tell you what you should do and what not to do, I know you are speaking in a moment of anger, I won't take it seriously..."

"Who said I was angry?" Kongphop interrupted him without hesitation, staring straight into his eyes, his face was still angry, but looked so serious, "I asked you Yes, you want to be with me forever, didn't you agree? You clearly agreed!"

As he spoke, there was some confusion in his eyes.

Arthit was heartbroken again as he listened.

Yes, he has never been good at love words, even for such an ordinary vow between lovers, kongphop can only find such an answer from him.

Guilt seized his heart in an instant.

"Arthit, you owe me a whole lifetime, and you will never pay it back." Kongphop's tone was a little ruthless, as if he wished he could get all his debts back at this moment.

He didn't call him senior, nor did he want to call him Nuan Nuan. Such a title seemed to deliberately put them in an equal position to negotiate.

"I just asked you to pay me such a little time, what right do you have to refuse me?" Kongphop's words sounded reasonable, but they couldn't stand scrutiny at all.

The more he stretches his posture, the more it will be perceived as a bluff.

Arthit closed his eyes helplessly, and reminded: "Kongphop, have you ever thought about what standpoint you are doing this with? Don't you...don't you think I am old? Now you also have someone you like , What's the point of keeping me by your side? It's useless except for being sorry for another person!"

Kongphop's throat was stuck, he pursed his lips and glared at him viciously, looking resentful and stubborn: "You owe me this, I'm just for...revenge."

These two words seemed to inject new energy into him, he pushed Arthit against the wall, stared into his eyes, and said in a rough voice, "That's right, this is the revenge for cheating on you! Don't you Promise, I'll go to your house right now and tell that woman that when she was pregnant for you, you were still lying under me every day and being raped by me."

The insult in these words is very strong, arthit interrupted him: "kongphop!"

Kongphop sneered: "Isn't what I said the truth? You don't have to agree, as long as you are not afraid of exposure."

Arthit never knew that kongphop had such a strong aggressiveness.

During the years of separation, time has left more or less traces on each of them, not only in appearance, but also in personality.

They have all changed and will never be the same again.

Arthit forcibly ignored the pain in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think it's worth it to take revenge on me and ruin your own family?"

Kongphop said roughly: "Whether it's worth it or not, I don't need you to help me figure it out!"

Arthit pretended to look at him calmly: "I can't agree."

"Okay!" Kongphop nodded, and the next moment, Arthit felt that his pocket was empty, and his mobile phone was actually in Kongphop's hands.

Arthit suddenly became anxious: "Kongphop! What are you doing!"

Kongphop held him tightly, reached out to open his call records, and the phone number of "son" was the second he dialed.

Kongphop's eyes fell on the number above.

That was the call he just made to kongphop.

Arthit's heart tightened, and kongphop looked at him angrily: "What are you? Since you want to stay away from me, why did you secretly write down my number? Is this your usual trick? When you are with me When we were together, did you also use this trick to hook up with that woman?"

Although this question was a question, he had already been convicted without giving him a chance to argue.

Arthit closed his eyes, he didn't know what to say and never expected him to look at his mobile phone.

Kongphop threw the phone aside, bent down to pick him up, walked back in two or three steps, threw arthit heavily on the bed, and pushed himself on top of him.

"It seems that the senior is not as loyal as you said. If this is the case, why are you pretending to be noble in front of me?"

"Kongphop!" Arthit struggled violently.

Kongphop's long legs pressed his kicking legs tightly. After a few years, Arthit, who had neglected exercise, was no longer his opponent.

"If you don't agree, I'll immediately dial your son's number back!"

"Kongphop! You bastard!" Arthit couldn't help cursing.

"I thought that those who are always chaotic and always abandoned should be called bastards!" Kongphop glared at him, saying every word.

Arthit stopped struggling wearily, closed his eyes, and two tears also took the opportunity to slip down from the corners of his eyes.

Kongphop saw his tears, and the anger in his eyes became more intense: "Does being with me make you so uncomfortable?"

Arthit felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

If possible, he also wants to ignore everything, as long as he can stay by Kongphop's side.

But this world is too complicated, how many people can do whatever they want?

"Kongphop, that's enough, I don't want to hurt anyone anymore." Arthit murmured.

Kongphop's eyes were still full of unwillingness: "What about me? I deserve to be hurt by you, do I deserve to be that victim?"

Arthit was at a loss for words for a moment, and there was only confusion left in his heart.

The person in front of him is obviously the one he wants to protect the most, but why in the end, is he the one who hurt him the most?

At this moment, except for those three words that have been repeated many times, he really seems to have nothing to say: "I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to hear any more sorry!" Kongphop interrupted him roughly, took a few breaths, his voice suddenly became low, "I only want you by my side."

If it wasn't for Kongphop being the dominant person among them now, Arthit would even feel that his words were so pitiful.

But Kongphop probably doesn't know that the so-called threat he threw down to Arthit is actually such a huge temptation for Arthit.

He had to use all his strength to control his reason and let himself say those words of rejection.

"kongphop..." This was probably the first time that arthit's tone actually contained pleading.

But for kongphop, every change he makes now is for another person to draw a knife on his heart.

Kongphop rubbed his lips with his fingers, and said sarcastically, "Do you remember? I also begged you so humbly, please don't leave me."

Arthit was shocked.

"People say that Feng Shui takes turns, but I didn't expect that one day this sentence can be applied to you and me." Kongphop smiled, but that smile made people so uncomfortable.

"Kongphop, you were not like this before." Arthit whispered heartbroken.

"Really? I don't remember what I was like before." Kongphop lowered his head and bit his lips lightly, "In short, it must be very worthless, to beg someone so heartless in such a low voice. People with lungs... Fortunately, I am no longer like that."

Arthit looked into Kongphop's eyes, and the ruthlessness contained in them was shocking.

"So, my senior." Kongphop sneered, "You haven't told me your decision, do you want to be exposed in front of your beloved wife and children, or choose to 'derail' with me?"

Arthit's heart beat violently.

Looking at such a kongphop, he suddenly felt that in this seemingly gambling situation, he actually had no chance of winning.

Because even he himself, shamelessly wants kongphop to win.

"I……"

Kongphop stared at him firmly, as if waiting for a verdict.

"I can't live with you all the time, my son can't live without me."

Kongphop's muscles are still tense: "What do you mean?"

"I... have to go back to accompany him after get off work every day." This kind of words, which were tantamount to throwing arms at him, made Arthit look away in embarrassment.

So he missed kongphop's finally relieved expression.

"Before nine o'clock, you must come." Kongphop's voice was still stiff.

Arthit didn't say anything, but this performance was tantamount to acquiescing.

At this moment, there was only a mess in his heart.

Now he actually agreed to be a third party in someone else's family.

So what if it appears to be persecuted?Only he himself knows that being embraced by kongphop like this is precisely his deepest desire.

Anyway, just before he left.

As long as you don't get found out... as long as you don't get found out, it's fine.