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

After the words were out of his mouth, Arthit realized that his tone was too intimate.

Kongphop pursed his lower lip tightly, looking a little displeased.

Arthit suddenly became embarrassed. The relationship between them is indeed not a relationship that can be called by nicknames.

But fortunately, they were not the only two of them at the scene. The words of the boss broke the embarrassment between them in a timely manner: "It turns out that you are old acquaintances, so it will be more convenient to communicate, and there is nothing to worry about when this project is entrusted to you."

That sounds really optimistic.

Arthit's heart once again reached his throat.

Obviously, kongphop doesn't even want to meet him, let alone work with him day and night.

Reason told him that kongphop's straightforward rejection was actually the best choice for them, even if it might make him lose face.

A pair of old lovers who broke up unhappy, meeting by chance has already made people feel at a loss, and it is really impossible to work side by side as if nothing had happened.

What's more, there is such a big secret hidden around him that kongphop cannot know.

Arthit closed his eyes, ready to be rejected in public.

But the voice in his ear was completely opposite to what he expected: "Then ask the senior to teach you a lot."

Arthit opened his eyes suddenly.

In front of him is still the pair of eyes like the stars and the sea, but the tenderness that he always misses every time he dreams back at midnight has long since disappeared.

Frosty.

"arthit, arthit?" the boss poked him from the side.

Only then did Arthit come back to his senses, and hastily grasped the hand that Kongphop extended over.

Kongphop's palm is the same as before, generous and warm, but it has become a little rough due to years of work.

Arthit thought that it would be impossible to touch him like this again in this life, even if it was just a polite handshake, it caused a shudder in his heart.

This kind of reaction was really useless, but fortunately, no one could notice it except himself.

The boss quickly invited everyone to the reception room.

"Come on, you brothers and sisters sit together and catch up on the old days. Anyway, today's task is just to let everyone get acquainted. If you have any ideas about work, you two can sit together and discuss." The boss pressed the two of them together involuntarily. on the same sofa.

The sofa was a veritable loveseat sofa. It wasn't very spacious for two tall and straight men to sit together. The soft sofa cushions made them slide uncontrollably towards the middle, and their thighs were tightly pressed together.

Arthit straightened his body stiffly. He could hardly hear a word of what the others were discussing. The temperature of the place where the two touched gradually increased, making it uneasy to sit still.

His thoughts returned uncontrollably to a long time ago.

At that time, they always cuddled tightly like this, even if arthit kept resisting, kongphop would be cheeky and stick to him, hugging him tightly with long arms and legs, refusing to let go.

So the slow-moving hugs are always unavoidable in the end. There are countless such difficult memories for the two young people who are full of blood.

But for those who have missed it, the sweeter the memory, the more painful it is.

In the past, his resistance was never out of sincerity, and now he finally won't struggle with duplicity, but the person next to him will never lie next to his ear with a smile, kissing his ear one after another .

"I heard that Mr. Kongphop is called arthit senior, so he also went to university in Thailand and went out for further studies?" The boss didn't know why he suddenly changed the topic to Kongphop.

Arthit subconsciously looked towards him.

Kongphop's body is also straight, his forehead is tense, even when answering the boss's question, his smile is so shallow that it is almost invisible: "Yes, I only went abroad after graduating from university, and it is less than six years now."

"I heard that Arthit was the head teacher when he was in school, how about it? It must be very beautiful?" The boss just picked up some topics at random, but just brought up the past that neither of them wanted to mention.

Arthit pinched his palm secretly.

kongphop smiled, his eyes looked a little erratic: "Yeah, it's very beautiful."

Arthit's heart suddenly tightened.

It was the year they first met, and even though it was a long time ago, he could still recall many details of it.

That was the best memory in Arthit's life. He would rather keep it in his heart forever, no one would mention it again, and he didn't want to hear the person beside him just say something lightly, it's very beautiful.

It's as if those experiences no one cares about except him.

Fortunately, the boss was not really interested in their old affairs, and the topic changed to other aspects after a while.

Arthit wandered around the world all the time, until the end, he heard a sentence: "Then I will take you to see first, arthit, you and Mr. Kongphop wait here for a while, just in time to communicate and work."

what?

Arthit looked at Kongphop helplessly, and he was also looking at him. As soon as their eyes met in the air, the two hurriedly avoided.

The boss had already led the people out of the reception room, and even closed the door for them considerately.

The original noise is gone forever, and the two people who are close to each other are even more uncomfortable.

Arthit hurriedly stood up, moved to the single sofa next to him, and said in a panic, "Your son...is very cute."

Kongphop frowned, and looked at him hesitantly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Arthit felt a little flustered in his heart.

The topic he started didn't sound like ordinary stupidity.

But when he was trying to think about how to skip this topic, kongphop's tightly pursed lips suddenly parted: "It's very cute."

His natural answer made Arthit a little breathless, and he could only force himself to bend the corner of his mouth: "Well, it's good..."

This response was really perfunctory, but he seemed to have lost the strength to organize his words.

Although he had already seen the appearance of the three of them together intuitively, kongphop's personal admission still brought a lot of shock to arthit.

After all, it was someone he still loved. Even though he had been making such mental preparations all these years, he still couldn't face it calmly.

Arthit didn't dare to speak out, for fear of accidentally revealing his emotions, and Kong didn't know what he was thinking, and also kept silent, so the reception room fell into an unspeakable silence again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then someone knocked outside, then pushed the door open and leaned over, it was Mingkwan: "Brother Arthit, your son's phone number has been called twice, you Do you want to pick it up first?"

This sudden episode completely broke the silence between the two.

Arthit's heart trembled, and he looked towards Kongphop uncontrollably.

Kongphop was also looking at him, furious, but his hands clasped by his sides proved that he had been trying his best to restrain his emotions.

Seeing him still have such a strong reaction to his own affairs, Arthit really didn't know if he should feel comforted.

He only knew that looking at Kongphop with red eyes like this now made him feel very guilty.

The more people are afraid of something, the more they will come.

Because he was afraid that kongphop would know the existence of kaka, he had never brought kaka to meet anyone related to kongphop except for a few friends he knew very well. Even plame was very careful and never took his lover Ward to participate The party where kaka is.

But now, they met for just one day, and the balance he had been trying to maintain was broken by a phone call.

Arthit was about to cry.

But fortunately Kong didn't see Kaka's appearance, so there is still room for redemption.

The obvious tension in the atmosphere made Mingkwan also notice something strange.Holding the phone, he said hesitantly, "Brother Arthit, am I bothering you..."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the phone in his hand buzzed and vibrated again, and it rang together with the exclusive ringtone that kaka had set for himself on his phone, which was the theme song of "Little Lion Kit".

Ming stood awkwardly at the door, holding up his phone to enter or retreat.

Arthit lowered his head, tried his best to ignore Kongphop's stare, and went to pick up the phone: "Thank you."

As soon as Ming handed over the hot potato, he couldn't wait to turn around and go away, away from the flames of war.

Arthit hesitated, but chose to connect the phone.

It's just that at the same time as the connection was made, others also walked out of the reception room, blocking Kongphop's scorching sight behind the door.

The door of this reception room is not soundproof, but just temporarily escaping from Kong's gaze is enough for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

He put the phone to his ear, but didn't call out Kaka's name, only asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, come back quickly after get off work! Didn't you agree to take me to the movies today? I'm already out of school, and I'm very obedient today, and the teacher praised me for my progress!"

Kaka didn't know that the undercurrent was raging on the other end of the phone, and her tone was full of excitement and expectation.

Arthit looked down at the watch on his wrist, only to realize that before he knew it, the end of get off work was approaching.

"Dad, go back right away, or let grandma take you to the gate of the cinema first, and Dad will wait for you there."

"Oh! Go to the movies! Grandma, let's go!" Kaka on the other end of the phone even forgot to hang up the phone, and shouted excitedly to find grandma.

Arthit pressed the button to end the call, heaved a long sigh, and leaned weakly against the wall behind him.

For a moment, he almost wanted to throw the person in the door and run away.

But he still forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and gently pushed the door open.

Kongphop was still sitting on the loveseat sofa, but the tightness just now was gone.

He watched Arthit quietly, and his face returned to the indifferent and alienated expression when he first met.

But such calm eyes made Arthit feel stuck in his throat.

"kong...kongphop." He spoke with difficulty.

Kongphop suddenly stood up from the sofa: "Since it's time to get off work, I'll take my leave first, and don't delay the reunion of seniors and family members."

In just a few short sentences, from address to tone, they are all so polite that it makes people feel sad.

Arthit held the doorknob tightly, but he could only smile at him: "Do you want to wait for them to come back?"

"No need." Kongphop quickly interrupted him, got up and walked to the door quickly.

The sudden approach made Arthit's heart skip a beat, and he quickly hid aside.

Kongphop paused, and passed him calmly.

Feeling his body temperature approaching and going away, Arthit's nasal cavity seemed to be a little sour unconsciously.

He didn't look back, just looked down at his toes.

But the methodical footsteps suddenly stopped behind him.

"Senior has become so gentle now, is it also because of him?" For some reason, Kongphop's voice seemed a little hoarse.

Hearing his words, I naturally thought of Kaka's smiling face.

Has he changed now?

Yes, it has changed, the current him is completely different from the arthit senior who was so invincible in front of kongphop back then.

But he didn't know whether it was for kaka, or for the person who was facing him at the moment.

"Perhaps." He replied quietly.

"Really?" Kongphop chuckled, "It turns out that the senior really likes someone, that's how it looks."

Arthit froze for a moment before realizing that they had misunderstood each other.

But kongphop didn't seem to care about this misunderstanding, he left that sentence and walked out quickly.

When Arthit turned around, his figure had already disappeared around the corner.

Arthit wiped his face vigorously, wiped away the damp heat from the corners of his eyes, and gave a low wry smile.

Yes, why should they care about any misunderstandings between them.

It is enough to know that each other is doing well.

Having said that, Arthit was restless all the time. After watching a movie with Kaka, he didn't know what was going on on the screen, and just mechanically matched his joy.

"Dad, if I'm as powerful as Little Lion Kit, I can grant you and your grandparents a hundred wishes, okay?"

Arthit responded vigorously: "You don't even want to walk by yourself, and you still want to be as good as others?"

Kaka hugged his neck tighter: "It doesn't matter, I just want Dad to hug me."

Arthit rubbed his head with a smile.

Kaka has always been very clingy to him, and only when she is with him, will she act coquettishly and insist on clinging to him. Seriously speaking, this is exactly the same as his other father.

Realizing that he had shifted his thoughts to Kongphop again, the smile on Arthit's face couldn't help but stiffen again.

But what he saw next shocked him even more - at the other end of the shopping mall, kongphop was standing far away, looking at him and kaka motionlessly, with cold eyes.

Arthit subconsciously pressed Kaka's face on his shoulder.

From such a distance, he knew that it was impossible for Kongphop to see Kaka's appearance clearly, but just such staring made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Kaka struggled,

"It's okay, Dad will take you back." Arthit tried to make his voice sound normal, but he didn't relax at all by pressing Kaka's hand.

Kongphop didn't approach them, but he didn't leave either, he stood motionless, as if he was here to meet them.

Arthit walked quickly up and down the elevator.

Kongphop's straight figure gradually disappeared from his sight, and he hugged Kaka tightly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Kaka finally raised her face.

Arthit shook his head and smiled at him: "It's okay, it's okay..."

But looking at Kaka's innocent face, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of guilt.

Kaka will probably never know that just now, he and his other father passed by like this.

That, the mother he had been pursuing since he was a child...was so close to him.