[Annual] Rainbow of Rebirth

You p'Arthit!" The first year's voice grew a little louder.

"Thank you for sacrificing your precious time just to make us more united and adapt to life here, and become a better person!" Singto took another step towards him.

"Thank you p'Arthit!"

"Thank you for letting me come to this school, I chose the Institute of Technology, and I like it here."

"I beg you p'Arthit!" All the annuals looked hot and pious, and the whole playground seemed to be leaping with flames one by one, forming a sea of ​​flames in an instant, impacting Krist's fragile psychology with the force of a prairie fire.

Krist never knew that this scene was so shocking, especially when Singto took another step forward and could easily wrap himself in his arms, Krist was really confused and his nose was sore.

"I beg you, p'Arthit, I beg you to make us an official part of the Institute of Technology, I beg you to let us be your juniors."

Singto stood one step in front of Krist, his eyes were pure black and full of sincerity.

"I beg you p'Arthit!"

"Okay, p'Arthit." This time Singto's words had already stuck to his ears, and he couldn't guarantee that if he didn't agree now, would this person do something outrageous in front of so many people.

This is Chi Guoguo's threat!This black-bellied cannon!

"Enough!" Krist's voice was a little unsteady, he finally understood Arthit's mood at that time, this scene was too shocking, everyone would have to run away!

"Annual! That's what you call dedication" Krist looked into Singto's eyes.

"The dedication we are talking about is you, it is you." Singto was not afraid of Krist's eyes, and there was even a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"0062! Believe it or not, I told you to do a hundred push-ups here!" Krist was really touched, but couldn't bring herself to cry.

"I am willing to have a thousand, as long as it is for you."

"Kongphop!!!"

"Oh hey..." The first-year student below was teased by his love words again, and Krist's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Boys, go up and get your flag!!!" Krist didn't want to deal with them anymore, he really couldn't stand the scene.

"Yeah!!! We passed!" The first-years cheered around, trying to rush up and surround Singto, but Singto caught Krist who was about to slip away to wipe away his tears, and hugged him from behind.

Krist was stunned and froze in place, letting the person behind him hug him: "Thank you for being warm."

Singto's voice came from his ears, and the gentle breath tickled from his sensitive ears all the way to the bottom of his heart. Krist hurriedly broke free from his embrace, lest more people would notice the ambiguity of this hug.

Singto quietly watched Krist striding away, the black eyes at the bottom of his eyes lit up, and the next moment his neck was caught by M and Ork, and he pushed himself up to pick up the flag after greeting.

The flag was handed over to Singto by Not himself, and Not looked at this young man who was in charge of the field all day long and had some admiration in his heart. Is this person Krist likes...

"Thank you! Thank you!" Singto took the flag, turned around and waved it to the first-year students in the audience.

Capture the Flag... is finally over.

Some things should be resolved.

Because the capture the flag competition ended earlier than expected, the first-year students and coaches and seniors were all sitting on the playground, laughing and lighting a row of candles. The slightly darkened sky could not compete with the light of the candles in an instant, and the whole atmosphere was bright and warm. Cheerful.The seniors no longer put on a blank face. They sat side by side on both sides of the candles, chatting, and the seniors tied hand ropes for the juniors.

Singto took two hand ropes and tied them end to end, and sneaked to the back of the auditorium while no one was looking. As expected, Krist stood quietly against the wall, his eyes were red, and he even cried once.

Singto remembered that when Krist was filming this scene, he couldn't cry at all, p'Off threatened him that if he couldn't cry anymore, he told Sister Box that he ate fried chicken twice this week, Krist was basically pissed off I was crying, but I was crying anyway, which made me feel very distressed.

"You are indeed here." Singto walked towards Krist, feeling the man's no longer fierce aura, and turned into the big boy he was so familiar with, leaning against a place no one knew and crying secretly.

"How do you know I'm here?" Krist turned her face away, unwilling to let him see the wet tears on her face, but she couldn't get angry no matter what.

The evening wind in Bangkok was still hot, Singto walked towards him steadily, held up the bracelet he had tied secretly, and said, "I want you to help me tie the bracelet."

"Well, good." Krist was taken aback by taking the too long bracelet, this fucking is not here to punish me, is it?so long?How to tie it? "Are you kidding me? Why are you tying two together?"

"Oh, because I want to tie you up together." Singto said confidently without a trace of blushing, and his eyes seemed to be watery, Krist quickly turned his eyes away to prevent himself from falling into his star eyes, "I'm not Did you say that if you want to cry, you must tell me so that I can wipe your tears for you?"

Krist couldn't help but refuse and refute, warm fingertips already attached to Krist's tear-stained face, and carefully wiped off the water stains on it.

The distance is so close that I can kiss his beautiful thin lips by taking a step forward...

Krist quickly pushed him, grabbed the bracelet in his hand in a panic to hide his blushing: "How can you tie your bracelet so long! Hurry up and go back!"

Singto looked at Kris, who was red-faced and red-eared, and shook his head. The next second, he grabbed his wrist and stuck it to his own. A nice knot.

Krist was stunned the whole time, until Singto's hand held his own, and his slender and slightly warm fingers inserted into his own.

Singto's eyes shine with the stars under the night sky.

The palms of the two people were close to each other, and their fingers intertwined.

Krist felt that his world was quiet again, only the sound of his own heartbeat remained.

"Come with me."

Reunion

Singto dragged Krist all the way out of the school gate, onto the bustling street, and crossed several roads, without letting go for a moment. Singto's hand was extraordinarily warm today, although Krist didn't know where he was going to drag him, but with him pulling him, he felt inexplicably at ease...

"where are we going!"

"Hey! Kongphop! Where the hell are you going!"

This guy definitely planned it beforehand, why not tie his hands with his in advance!

Krist was surprised to find that the scenery on both sides became more and more familiar. In another world, he walked alone on this street time and time again, and this street must eventually pass a place that he had visited countless times... Lama Emperor VIII Bridge.

Singto pulled Krist all the way up the bridge, regardless of the surprised or teasing eyes of the passing crowd, until Singto pulled himself to a stop in the middle of the familiar bridge, the two boys panted heavily and looked at each other, tightly Interlocking fingers.

Krist has been afraid to come to the VIII Bridge since he came here. He is afraid to think of the way he came here alone to take pictures again and again, and he is afraid to think of him and Singto there again and again. A truck speeding towards him...

Singto raised his hand to wipe a drop of sweat from Krist's forehead, looked at Krist's flustered eyes, and rubbed his hair.

Krist couldn't control the images that kept flashing through his mind, and his head throbbed a little: "What do you mean by bringing me here!" Standing hand questioned, "What do you mean by tying me with you! What do you mean by pulling my hand! Kongphop! Answer my question!"

Singto's bitter smile flashed in his mind: "Kit, can't we be together?" "Kit, don't send me any more messages, I can't just treat you as my younger brother." "Kit is waiting for me..."

Krist looked at the young man in front of him who was as calm as a lake, and shook his head with a wry smile. He could stand in this place and look at himself with a smile. He didn't know what he and p'sing had gone through. He understands his feelings for the person hiding behind him, and he doesn't understand what the VIII Bridge means to him. He's not p'sing, he doesn't know at all...

"What do I mean, are you pretending not to know or do you really not know?" Singto took Krist into his arms with that tightly held hand. Krist's head was throbbing, but this time he almost fell into Singto's arms.

But he broke free immediately, and his whole body leaned against the