Two small without dismantling

Pat's perspective

Heck!

Really hell!Is there anything more disillusioned than bringing a girl home only to bump into your boyfriend?In situ petrification... my heart jumped out. Pran guy saw it [-]% because just after our eyes met he turned back to the room with a thousand words stuck in his throat and everything pointed to a clear path, too, the last two or three God, I was busy with my family affairs, and I didn't stalk Pran like before.

Really jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up, who else would think that a 22-year-old young man would be forced to be like this by his family?

This persecution is not only not allowing me to associate with Pran, my parents also find various reasons and excuses to force me to go out to eat, watch movies, party with Phu’s childhood friends every day. In this way, I don't have time to entangle with the bad boys represented by Pran.

"Punch, you came just in time. Auntie is going to make coconut-flavored pomegranate ice. Has Punch made it yourself?"

Every time around this time is the happy time for my mother, my mother is a veteran cook.Although my family is not a wealthy and aristocratic family, but I also have my own company. The main source of income for the family is my father, so my mother's battlefield is this home, making snacks and cooking.I also found a nanny once, but I also felt that it was not satisfactory, so in the end everything returned to the most primitive female Thai family, so it is no wonder why my mother likes Punch, such a quiet, well-behaved girl .

"When my father was still there, I often made it with my mother, because my father likes to eat."

I sighed, how could this kind of gentle and soft little girl who wants to salute at every turn match me?The mother-in-law pulled Punch into the kitchen and turned into a snail girl.And I went back to my room, irritated, throwing myself on the couch, scratching my head irritably.

How could it be like this!

"Brother what happened to you?"

"Pran saw Punch."

"So what?"

"What else is there? Pran hasn't even sat in the co-pilot position before." I thought over and over again, although I can confuse Punch, but who is Pran?He knows exactly what I look like, and if there were no special circumstances, I wouldn't do this to Punch, and I wouldn't open the door for her.But if you want to ask, is it okay if you don't drive for her?My God, if my mother sees it, I will be nagged all night.

Why is life so hard...

"Then where did Miss Punch go?"

"Help mom make snacks in the kitchen."

"I'm hungry." Phu said this inappropriately, and then sat next to me and asked, "Did you call Brother Pran?"

"No, I haven't figured out what to say yet."

"Where did you and Miss Punch go yesterday morning?"

"To do meritorious deeds, to give alms."

The little girl suppressed her smile, as if she felt sorry for everything I had done, "Forget it, follow Mother's orders and solve unnecessary troubles as soon as possible. When Mom confirms that Sister Punch is competent for the task she entrusted, I will set you free. Sister Punch also has a lot of things that she didn't do very well, and she also has shortcomings."

"That is to say," I totally agree, and let out a long sigh, "but you have to talk to Pran about Punch anyway."

"Well, the worst is no worse than my own cranky thinking." The sweet voice sounded, and my sister gave me a punch on the shoulder, which was considered to cheer me up.

Today's lunch is extremely sumptuous, not only delicious in color, fragrance, but also royal dishes.But there was something in my heart that made me unable to eat.I held the fork and pulled the rice served by Punch, and almost dropped the rice on the table. I was still thinking about what to do with my relationship with Pran.

"Brother Pat, is the food not to your taste?" Punch asked, almost all the dishes on this table were prepared by Punch with my mother's assistance.She doesn't talk much, and her voice is very soft and sweet. When you ask questions, you have to prick your ears to hear clearly. From her behavior, you can tell that she is a little girl raised by a very strict family.

"I'm not too hungry."

"Pat, talk to your sister properly, and speak politely."

I looked at the face of my "fiancée" and sighed unbearably.It's not that I hate her, it's just that everything feels forced.I am an outspoken person, always say what I say, and be true to my heart, but now I am suddenly asked to transform into a gentleman of the upper class, which makes me very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, brother Pat can come as he pleases."

"Look, Punch is so understanding, Pat." Seeing that my mother was about to start a long lecture again, I immediately lowered my voice and interrupted her.

"I don't usually eat breakfast very much. I don't really want to eat lunch after having breakfast this morning."

"This is not good. Breakfast is the most important thing."

I nodded and didn't bother to explain to her. When I woke up, the sun was drying my ass.Reluctantly, he scooped up the rice and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he wanted to swallow his irritability too.The current atmosphere looks like everyone is very happy, only I am out of place, and there is a fire burning in my chest. Phu looks at me from time to time, as if waiting to see when my endurance reaches a critical point.

The afternoon sun faded my pride, and my father suggested that I take my "fiancée" for a walk in the small yard behind the house.The small courtyard is composed of other small gardens, sometimes used by other people to hold some festivals, there are several small pavilions in the courtyard, painted with eye-catching white paint, and the mottled appearance of the pavilions also shows the passage of time , symbolizing the years it has spent.When I was a child, Pat liked this place very much. He always picked off the flowers raised by his father and came here to play house games.

"It's been a long time, Brother Pat, Punch still thinks back to his childhood."

Punch opened the topic and walked past the stone pavilion swayingly, I muttered silently in my throat, any stage of my life is the figure of Pran.

"When Brother Pat grows up, he is much more serious than when he was young."

"Not really."

"I still remember that when I was young, Pat was very patient. He was willing to accompany me and Phu to play the game of selling things, and he used leaves as money."

"If I don't cooperate, Pat will cry the whole house down."

"Brother Pat, you really dote on Phu. I often envy Phu for having such a good brother."

If you knew that when I grow up, my dear sister will chase after me like an old woman and tell me everything, maybe you won't say such things.I sighed and sank down on the long-forgotten chair.

"Punch likes Brother Pat's house very much, it's fun."

"I don't take care of things myself. My father is in charge of the family affairs, and the gardener in the yard is also hired by my father."

"Uncle and aunt are very good people. If it were my mother, they would be so fierce." Punch's face was adorned with a just right smile. beauty.As my mother once said, I might really fall in love with such an old classmate, if...if I didn't know a person named Pran before.

But what can be done?The journey of life cannot be repeated, and besides, even if I could turn back time, I don't know where to start.

Back when I didn't love Pran so much...

"What's wrong with Brother Pat? I've seen you sigh many times."

"Stomach pain," or more accurately stomach cramps, the pressure made me not breathe enough, and I kept worrying about that person, "Punch, I'm going to the bathroom first, you want to continue playing here for a while or go back to Phu Chatting is fine, I may take a long time."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and went home half-run and half-walk.As soon as I got to the second floor, I opened the door of my room and immediately grabbed my phone and called the person in my mind.The phone rang more than three times before Pran connected. There was silence in the earphones. I clenched the phone tightly. He wanted to scold, lose his temper, and ask anything. A sound from the throat:

[Um. ]

"Pran..."

Thousands of words are stuffed in my chest, not only I feel in a dilemma about the current situation, but I can see that Pran has been weighing for a long time whether to answer my call, the signal flow of the phone is still working tirelessly, but the two of us But it was silent.Both of us knew our situation was getting worse, Pran didn't ask anything, but I knew he was waiting for me to tell him everything myself.

"Pran."

[Go ahead. ]

I don't like this kind of tone that doesn't concern me, it feels like I'm talking to a stranger.Although Pran is a mature person, we also know that something has quietly changed.I pursed the corners of my mouth tightly, trying to search for the words I had known all my life, trying to make myself sound the same as before.

All because, Pran is the person I care about most.

"Pran."

[If you're calling just to call me by my name, then I'm hanging up. ]

"Wait a minute!" sounded like a cue to me that this would be the last chance before Pran refused to answer the phone.

"Open the window a little, I'll come to you."

[Pat!It's daylight now. ]

"I have to speak to you face to face."

[Isn't he talking now. ]

"No." I don't want it to be such a simple and feeble excuse. Everything I want to say to Pran has to be done by looking into his eyes, so that Pran can understand.

Another reason is... the pain of lovesickness, I can't bear it anymore.

"Pran, I'll hang up first, you open the window."

Ignoring the reaction on the other end of the phone, I hung up the phone without Pran's permission.From my position, I can reach the roof on my tiptoes, and then I can reach the wall a little bit later. With some skills, I can climb up a little bit to the top of Pran's kitchen, and then I can climb a little bit further to Pran's room.This matter is top secret, if my parents find out, then I will be changed rooms with Phu in no time.

Pran's face was not kind, especially when he saw me sitting barefoot by his window.But when I dropped my voice to the floor as quietly as possible, Pran's face softened a little.He folded his hands on his chest and walked back to continue doing his homework. I walked to Pran's clean and tidy bed and lay down. I didn't need anyone to greet me.

"Say."

"Do you remember Punch?"

"Can't remember."

"It's the little girl who used to come to play with Phu when I was a child." Pran should have seen it before, but he didn't pay attention to it. As Phu's brother, I don't remember much of it. "It's that person just now."

"Can Phu drive?"

"Yes, what's the matter? My dad prepared that car for both of us."

"Then why are you driving to pick up Phu's friend? It's not that it can't be done, or..." Pran paused for a few seconds, "...it's not like something you would do."

It's not because you know me better than anyone else.I sighed, not determined to lie to Pran, I just didn't know where to start so as not to make Pran think in a worse direction, so I kept it from him from the beginning.

It also turned out to be a very wrong approach.

Whether it is early or late, Pran's IQ is always online.

"Punch's family opened a consulting company. She is the only daughter in the family. She is studying accounting in Chiang Mai. She just graduated this year and is in the same class as us."

"Then?"

"My parents, Punch's mother wants us to get to know each other first."

"Is it fixed?"

Pran's eyes flickered, and he took a look at me before avoiding it.I sighed again, everything was tightly pressed against my chest like a stone, and I couldn't find a perfect solution. The more time passed, the more I felt like I was spinning in circles, and I couldn't get out.

"At first glance, it's also very beautiful."

"Yes."

"Like it?"

"Pran, don't act like you don't know what I'm thinking, okay?"

I reached out and pulled Pran's swivel chair, bringing him close to me, holding his face so that Pran had to look into my eyes, "You don't know who I like in my heart."

"I don't know, sometimes I'm not sure."

"Looks like it's back to Nat's time?"

"I'm not rehashing old scores, but it seems that your relationship with girls is also very good. Speaking of which, your future will be brighter when you are with girls."

"Whether there is a future depends on the heart. Well, Pran, I only have you in my eyes and my heart. I was wrong for doing this, but it is already hard to get off. I promise you, I will definitely handle this matter. "

"Pat, you are a good son of your parents. But don't you know, you can refuse, you don't have to open the door for her, you don't have to take care of her, but as far as I can see, you have done it all, and these things, you just I will do it for the people you like, and you will do it when you want to do it."

"Those who know me, Pran also."

I don't know whether to feel happy or sad, Pran knows me very well, and because of this, I can better understand Pran's irritability and anxiety.If it were me, seeing Pran surrounded by such a person, I would have had a fight with her.

"Forget it, I'm meddling in my own business."

"Pran, you have the right to be jealous, but listen to the explanation first."

"I'm not jealous!"

"Pran, listen to me!" As soon as I said that, I grabbed Pran's hand and looked at him beggingly. The building is crumbling, without confidence, and lacks the most basic and important trust.

"I have to follow my mother's orders, because only in this way can she feel at ease with me, won't get entangled in school, and we can meet at school."

Even though I know that I may not be able to bear it for the rest of the time, I hate myself why I realized it so late, four years of college time have been ignored, what a waste.I stared at Pran's face, feeling my eyes were burning red, fear and uneasiness came like a tide, wrapped me tightly, afraid that Pran would refuse to listen to my explanation, afraid that he would just give up, afraid that he would just let us go Little by little, the relationship disappeared.

"I'm not a flirt, you know, I'm not even interested in women."

"Pat, even if I understand you, what are you going to do next?"

"I'll fix it all."

Even if the road ahead is dark, I will not let go. I reduce my strength, no longer hold Pran's hand hard, but gently rub the back of his hand, exhausting the most sincere and true tenderness in my heart.

"trust me."

"Pat, I'll change the subject," Pran said, taking a deep breath, looking less worried about the women's issue, but there was still a part left to unravel.I kept silent to give Pran time.Finally he spoke, "If I hadn't bumped into you today, would you have told me?"

The question asked by Pran is not difficult, but for me, it is difficult to answer.I was questioned, and now I was the one who didn't know what to do. Pran looked over my shoulder and asked for an answer.

"I'm asking you something."

I didn't dare to face him, because I planned to keep it a secret from the beginning, but if I answered Pran like this, I would definitely be sad, and I have decided not to lie to him anymore.

"It's between us, Pat."

"I can handle it."

"If you can handle it well, how can I still find out?"

"There's no rush for this kind of thing, you have to take your time, do you think I will marry her?"

"Who would know what you're thinking?" I stuck out my tongue and licked the corner of my mouth. Outside the window, the breeze was blowing, and the sliding window was rattling. Inside the window, the hearts of the two of us were frying like a fire. "Do you still have me in your heart? Or do I have to obediently hide under your wings and let you face all this alone?"

"The source of the problem is that my mother is an adult. How can you help me? Besides, you still have your parents to deal with. Why should I bother you with this kind of thing?"

"Then we have to deal with it together. This is what a lover should do."

I didn't contradict him anymore, which gave Pran the opportunity to ask questions, the fact is that I was afraid, afraid that Pran would not understand.

"sorry."

"I'm tired of hearing your sorry."

"What do you want me to do?" I sighed, leaned down, put my forehead on my knees, and gently hugged Pran who was sitting on the chair, and it was too early to say, but it still made Pran angry .

"Is your good sister here now?"

"I don't know, I don't care."

"Go back and see her."

"Coax you well before we talk."

The owner of the room sighed again, and when I raised my head from his lap, he nodded at me, "Go back first, it won't be convenient for my mother to climb back when I go to the kitchen."

I kiss his fingertips, miss the smell of Pran, and remember the times we spent together.

If I could, I would be with Pran without blinking an eye.

"I really miss you."

Pran was unmoved and didn't answer me immediately. At this time, the mobile phone in my pocket started to vibrate, and Pran didn't say anything to signal me to connect the phone.

"What happened to Phu?"

[Brother, where have you been? Mom told me to come find you and send you off to see off Punch. ]

[Phu, go and send it off, just say that I have diarrhea. ]

[Where are you. ]

"Pran's room."

I answered her without thinking, and Phu lowered his voice and said: [I'll go, forget it, I'll see off Punch, brother, come back quickly, if you tell mom like that, she will definitely come up to the room to look for you. ]

I said yes, then hung up the phone and let go of Pran's hand. It would be nice if I could hold it for a moment longer.

"I'm going back."

"Well, be careful."

"Pran," he was unmoved, still as indifferent as before, "I love you."

Hoping this sentence would ease Pran's indifference and anxiety a bit, he nodded, and it seemed that he would not say anything nice anymore, Pran stood and watched me climb out of the window until I returned to my bedroom.

We stood in our respective homes and looked at each other, separated by the ground and the courtyard wall.I hope that what separates us is just a fence.

I'm not implying that the love between me and Pran will be like a crumbling building that can be flattened in an instant by a breeze.