Two small without dismantling

Pran Perspective

"Wife?"

The sentence I asked just now is still echoing in my mind at this moment. It's very strange.Many times, whenever I sit down and think quietly, I can't help but wonder since when did Pat and I become "same bed with different dreams"?In fact, logically speaking, it is normal for Pat as a normal boy to have a relationship with a woman, and I am also like this. Since when did we all want to have something to do with each other?Now I just want to start everything again, want to go back to the original starting point, and change to a less difficult path, is it too late?

The scene of Pat opening the door for that girl is still vivid. There is no doubt that they are so compatible from smile to demeanor.That's right, isn't it natural for girls and boys to be together?This is in line with the living standards of this world, right?No need for anyone to tell me, I know that the love between Pat and I has no reason for existence.

Fortunately, the mobile phone on the bed vibrated slightly at this time, and the sound of the mobile phone's vibration made the chaotic voices shouting in the depths of my heart disappear without a trace in an instant, and rescued me from the vortex of chaotic thoughts.

"Wai, tell me something quickly." I swiped my finger to connect to the phone, and Wai's name flashed across the screen.

[What's the matter, master?Are you still home today? ]

"Yes, I just came back, where do you think I will be?"

[That's good.I'm here to do some errands for my mother near your house, and I thought I'd drop by to see you, is it convenient? ]

"Convenient and convenient."

[see you later. ]

As soon as the voice fell, the other side cut off the phone. To my good friend, who listens to the wind and rain, I chuckled softly.It’s good to let yourself relax at a time like this, my personality that always thinks in a bad direction whenever something happens is really bad, but no matter how many times I make up my mind to change, in the end it’s easy to change my nature. Move.

Dong dong dong

"Pran, mom is coming in."

There was a light knock on the door and my mother's voice. After hearing my response, my mother pushed open the door and walked in. She also brought a plate of freshly cut fruit in her hand, which was just the size of a bite.

"I saw you coming up for quite a while, so I wanted to bring you some fruit to eat upstairs."

After thanking my mother, I got up and took the fruit plate. The awkward atmosphere was still spreading between the mother and the son. We didn't even look at each other, and I didn't dare to look up at my mother.

"Pran." Finally, it was my mother who spoke first.

"You say."

"Don't be angry with Dad for what happened. Dad was just a little anxious, and didn't really want to say those nasty things."

"No, Mom, is Dad still downstairs?"

"I just drove out, and I will be back in the evening."

"Oh, I see." I replied respectfully, and didn't continue the topic. Although there was a smile on my face, my eyes were calm. I couldn't hide all this from my mother, so she didn't say anything, just stretched out He gently squeezed my shoulder with his hand, and then left the room.

Before I took a few mouthfuls of fruit, the phone rang again. I took it over and saw that it was the guy calling just now. Wai said that he had arrived at my door. After hearing that, I hung up the phone and threw the phone back on the bed.I grabbed the fruit plate and ran downstairs. Wai was saying hello to his mother. He turned around and smiled at me, holding a mobile phone and a large portion of KFC.I laughed at his greediness, turned around and took out a plate, fork and spoon to serve up the food, and then we two boys sat down to enjoy these delicacies.

After sweeping the wind and clouds, we moved the battlefield and went to watch TV in the living room.As soon as the pointer passed five o'clock, and the sky changed color, Wai called me to sit down on the stone bench behind the house, opened the bags of pastries stored in the cabinet, but refused to eat them, I muttered quietly Don't you feel full after eating just now, but I couldn't help but eat as soon as the bag was opened.

As we ate and chatted, the empty bags for snacks piled up.After chatting heartily for an hour, we couldn't stop laughing, and the laughter gradually died down.This is a friend, you can't refuse his company when you have troubles.

"Pran."

"Ah."

"Have you made up with Pat yet?"

Wai has never said such a thing before, but now he silences me.I turned to look at him, and suddenly realized that maybe Wai was looking for an opportunity to mention this matter during the conversation just now, "What are you referring to?"

"Don't act like you don't understand."

I sighed, and I was tired of pretending to be okay, "Well, it's difficult this time."

"You are finally willing to speak, do you think I am too stupid to hear?"

"I didn't say that."

"Your actions speak for themselves."

"Okay, I just don't know where to start."

"You can say whatever you want."

I took a deep breath from my nasal cavity again, supported my back with my hands, and kept myself from slipping on the ground, "As you can see, there are some conflicts between my family and Pat's family."

"Even so, it's been a long time, why are you so nervous now?"

"Isn't that different today?"

"That's right, we were friends back then, and now we're boyfriends."

"Wai your uncle!"

"Yeah, I'm joking," Wai quickly changed his words when he heard me call out his name in a bad tone, but he still glanced at me jokingly, and he must still be thinking that way, "So Woolen cloth?"

"It's nothing, it's just that my parents caught me living in the same building as him. There was such a quarrel that day that the roof of the building was about to be toppled. In the end, Pat was sent home."

"My God, life is more important than drama. Are you playing Romeo and Juliet? No, no, it should be Romeo and Romeo." He elongated his voice, and finally I slapped him on the center of the back.

"Easy! Want your mother to know?"

Wai lowered his head and kept doing Namaste to me, then lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, what then?"

"There's no more. I had a fight with my parents, and he had a fight with his parents. It's endless and can't be resolved."

"But it's been a long time since this kind of thing, where do we start to solve it now?"

"Well, I know." I sighed shortly, looked away, and looked at the neighbor with deep eyes, "The point now is that his parents forced a girl to go on a blind date with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, his knees touched the ground, which startled me a lot, "If you don't win the lottery, it's not like this."

"What are you doing, you scared me to death."

"Is that girl pretty? Have you seen it? Do I know her?"

"Beautiful, I saw it from afar today, you probably don't know her."

"And then? Admit defeat?"

I kept silent, not knowing how to answer him, not because the question Wai asked was too difficult, but because I didn’t know what I was thinking, so I remained silent for a long time, trying to find a word to describe my present moment It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Are you worried about the things between your parents and his parents, or the relationship between the two of you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You think he'd choose girls, don't you?"

"..." Damn...

"If I had to guess, when you saw him with girls, you thought it would be more appropriate for him to be with girls, right?" Is he a fortune teller?Why are you so accurate?Everything was right, as if I had seen it with my own eyes.I reached out and grabbed the French fries in the bag and chewed them in my mouth. Although his words made me a little uncomfortable, they were all true, and I didn't dare to refute them.

Because a quarter of a quarter ago, such a thought did cross my mind.

Engineer Boss 2m

missed call (11)

I glanced at the mobile phone that finally stopped vibrating. There were already several missed calls. In fact, I was sitting next to the phone when the ring rang. It wasn’t because I couldn’t catch up or didn’t hear it. It’s just that I didn’t want to talk to him. up.Whenever I'm in a bad mood or have something on my mind, I don't really want to talk, and I'm afraid of being emotional, and saying bad things will kill the relationship between both parties.

I looked at the missed calls displayed on the screen, and my thoughts gradually drifted away. The strange notes on the screen represented the person I was thinking about.It’s ridiculous to say that at the beginning I gave him a simple and unremarkable note, so that even if my parents saw it, they wouldn’t be suspicious, but since our relationship has changed, I no longer hide it from all my friends After I got it, I changed the note on my phone to "Brother Pran's most handsome boyfriend, Xiangxiang Tutu's most handsome father", because this name is long and meaningless, and finally I couldn't bear it and just Changed to the current name.

This was originally a very funny story, but now I can't laugh at all.

dong dong...

I froze for a moment, frowned, suspecting that I had misheard the familiar voice...

Chi!

I jumped up and opened the curtains all of a sudden, hating why my hearing was so good and my intuition so accurate, the little lunatic from the house next door crawled into my room again.I was about to teach him a lesson with a sullen face, but this kid put his finger against my mouth, motioning for me not to speak, and then pointed to the door lock, asking me to open the door first.I took a deep breath irritably, and then opened the sliding door as quietly as possible, and he came in vigorously. At this moment, I quickly closed the door and drew the curtains, which was tightly covered. .

"What are you doing...!"

Before the words of scolding were finished, the perpetrator pulled me into his arms.

"Don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry? Did you not use your brain before doing it?"

"Do you think I still have brains to move? That guy Wai has been pestering you all day today. You don't care about me anymore. I just can't stand seeing you joking with other people." He let go He said in a soft voice, and wanted to kiss my temple again, but I avoided it, "Besides, you still haven't answered my calls or returned my messages."

"What can't you stand? Wai is just my friend and you can't stand it. I didn't say anything about your fiancee."

"Don't call me a fiancee, I don't recognize it."

"You say you don't admit it, but you can't see the slightest bit of dissatisfaction from your behavior."

"Can you stop saying that? You also know how much I love you. Where can I give it to other people?"

"It's up to you to be happy."

"It's all talking about you, Pran, don't be angry, I miss you very much."

"Don't hug me, let go."

"Don't hit me, it hurts."

"If you know it hurts, let it go."

"You're worse off being angry than in physical pain."

Really, greasy... "I'm going to throw up."

"Why, do you get pregnant after just hugging like this?"

"Pat!"

"Don't be angry just now," he relaxed the strength of his arm, turned to look at me beggingly, took my hand and sat next to each other on the bed, "don't be angry with me, okay?"

"I'm not mad at you," I replied, still not looking at him, "I just don't want to talk."

"Pran..."

Pat made a protesting sound, took my hand and rubbed it lightly, then grabbed it and placed it at the corner of his mouth and kissed his arm delicately. I didn't argue and wanted to take it out, but I didn't show my willingness either.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't hide it from you, don't ignore me like this."

"I told you that I'm not angry, what do you want me to do?"

"I will solve it, and I won't let you suffer all this in silence, I swear."

"Pat, stop swearing at something you don't know how to do."

"I will do my best, I can do it, you believe in me."

"..."

"Pran, you trust me."

"...Which time have I ever been cruel to you?"

After listening to what I said, Pat finally confirmed my thoughts, grinned instantly, pulled me into his arms, and almost strangled me to death. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but blame myself. Still kidding.

"Tell me if you have anything in the future, I am not the kind of weak person, I am not a porcelain doll waiting for you to protect, if you have anything, you should help each other, otherwise what else do you want me to do?"

"Okay, but don't say that again, okay? I can't do without you."

"...If there is another time, I will leave you alone."

"I promise."

I sat quietly and let Pat hold me. Instead of struggling to escape, I leaned on him with my whole body, and the hands behind him gradually hugged his back.Neither of us spoke, we were immersed in each other's arms, engraved the smell of each other's body into our lungs, we enjoyed everything at this moment ecstatically, just like when we were still in that small home.

"Have you hugged enough, you can go back."

"No," he replied sullenly, hugging me even harder, "I want to sleep here."

"Master Pat, don't overdo it."

"I want to sleep with you, set an alarm for five o'clock in the morning, and then I will crawl back quickly."

"You think so beautifully, go back to your place."

"I want to hug you to sleep, we haven't hugged to sleep like this for a long time, don't you miss me?"

"Is this a reason for you to risk everything? This is my home, and my parents sleep next door. You want my dad to take a gun and ask you to go back, right?"

"If you fall in love with uncle's son, you have to take risks."

"Pat!" I said in a low voice, struggling to break free from his arms, Pat was getting more and more addicted, and he was still not in shape when he was there.

"Well, I miss you."

"No."

"Well, Pran."

"I said no."

When he saw that I was determined not to change my words, he turned to look at me, made a frustrated expression, and begged all over his face. In fact, Pat's appearance is not cute at all. When will his misunderstanding of himself disappear? All I said and did was to fear that his confidence would be hit in vain.

But thinking about it the other way around, it would be a good thing if this 200% confidence can be reduced a little bit.

"Pran..." still acting like a baby (a certain part can't stand it anymore.)

"Don't waste your time here, you can't do it if you say no."

"Don't you miss me? Your heart is too cruel."

"Thinking..." I muttered in my throat, and Pat turned his ears towards me, "Thinking about what if my parents find out and rush in? That's enough to worry about, you go back Bar."

"Bodhisattva, Pran."

"I'm doing this for our own good."

"...It's fine, then sit down a little bit," he said, trapping me between his legs, "let me ease the pain of lovesickness first."

I squinted at him, hesitant to do what Pat said, and wondering if he would keep his word. People like Pat don't get knocked down once, but the thought of him struggling to climb from the balcony to my room softened my heart, so I obediently did as he asked.

Before I sat down for a quarter of a second, I was pulled up and hugged, with my back pressed against his chest, and the corner of my warm mouth was pressed against my ear. I shrugged my shoulders and avoided it before I said something to urge him to leave quickly. Yes, Pat is holding me like an octopus, arms still circling around my stomach.

"Pran."

"Um……"

"I miss you."

"Understood, well, don't suck your neck, it will leave marks."

"I miss you so much, I miss your smell."

"Then go smell your dirty doll."

"Xiangxiang Tutu can't replace you either."

The frequency of the heart beating was obviously different from usual, Pat whispered in a low voice, his eyes bright.

I broke free and bumped his elbow hard.

This little lunatic really never knows how to distinguish time and place!