[SK] I don’t have to love you

Kongpohp's voice was too soft, at that moment, Krist thought that the words that were about to melt into the air were just his own auditory hallucinations.

However, the despair in Kongpohp's brows and eyes looked so clear.

"Kong..." Krist opened his mouth, not knowing what to ask for a moment.

Hearing this title, Singto smiled bitterly again: "I really wish I was just Kong."

Krist finally asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean...?"

Kongpohp held the gear tightly in his hand, turned his head and looked around: "Yeah, this world is not normal, because it doesn't exist in reality at all."

Krist's heart rose high.

Kongpohp turned around, his eyes, which were always full of starlight, were also shining brightly at this time.

It's just that at this moment, tears seem to be inside: "Maybe it's hard for you to believe what I said, but in fact, this place is just a TV series to the real real world."

Krist stared at him in horror, her throat so tight that she couldn't speak a single syllable.

Of course he wouldn't find it strange what Kongpohp said, but why did Kongpohp know?

Kongpohp probably misunderstood his shock, closed his eyes, and continued: "I acted in this TV series with the person I love, but in reality, we have already broken up, and I don't know why. Will come here, maybe... Maybe it's because I really can't do without him, so I was dragged here to replace the character I played."

He stared at Krist's eyes with full of affection: "And the role he plays is you."

Krist only felt a buzzing in his head, but Kongpohp's words still reached his ears verbatim.

"When I found out that I came here, when I found out...that I still had a chance to be with him, that feeling was like grabbing a life-saving straw. How wonderful, I am Kongpohp now, he Unlike me, he is a person worthy of Senior Arthit's love... In this world, Senior Arthit will always love Kongpohp, so I tried my best to play the person that Senior Arthit would love. "

Speaking of this, Kongpohp smiled self-deprecatingly: "But it is really too difficult to live like an acting anytime and anywhere. Especially...especially I found that my thoughts can change everything in this world..."

Kongpohp took a deep breath before continuing: "So I let the party go over and over again until I saw you in it, so I deliberately brought you into the set where we should exist-if it is the real Kongpohp, he How could you do such a thing that may scare you? I actually thought that as long as I insisted on finishing all the plots that should be there, you would definitely fall in love with me... But I clearly feel that you have always wanted to Avoid me, yeah—how can you not be afraid to put you through such horrible scenes every time? It’s just that I thought you would take it for granted that you would forget things you shouldn’t remember like everyone else.”

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Krist's face, but now Krist was confused and dodged subconsciously.

Kongpohp's hands froze in mid-air, and he smiled desolately: "Maybe it's because you are also the protagonist of this show. I can control everything, but I can't control you. The harder I try to Letting you fall in love with me pushes you further away... I admit that I deliberately didn't want to heal myself when I got hurt this time, because that's the reason to keep you by my side. Otherwise, what should I do? The real me I am a dull and gloomy person. I am really afraid that even in this world, you will not love me. You say that you are not my Arthit senior. In fact, I should say that I am not your Kongpohp junior, but, If, if you are willing to give me another chance, I will really play him well, and I will never take the initiative to control any plot, no matter the time or the scene, we will just get along in a normal way, okay?"

He still stretched out his hand stubbornly, gently touching Krist's cheek: "Senior Arthit is obviously my Kit, but why, I still can't be your Kongpohp..."

All the words before Kongpohp just made Krist feel a buzzing in his ears, but that "Kit" was like a thunderbolt piercing through the sky, blasting precisely in the bottom of his heart.

Krist raised his hand, took the cold hand off his cheek, and murmured, "I'm sorry...I want to be alone..."

He staggered out of Kongpohp's apartment.

Kongpohp looked at his crumbling figure, tried to catch up with him several times, but in the end he hesitated and stopped at the same place, only the crystal tears in his eyes finally condensed into water droplets, staining his slender eyelashes .

Krist didn't know that he was watching him from behind for a long time, in fact, it was like walking in a dream all the way.

What Kongpohp said just now, every word was spoken from Singto's point of view.

And he almost believed it.

Only this time his damned subconscious ignored it, Singto was still alive and well in the real world, how could he be wandering in this illusory place like him?

So even that scene just now was just his hallucination?

Desperately returning to the residence, Krist discovered that his room had been restored to its original state since some time ago, and those faded colors and those full of cobwebs all disappeared from his eyes like a dream do.

It's just that he has experienced even more bizarre scenes, and this level of change can no longer cause the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

Krist lay on the bed, quietly looking at the pale ceiling, still repeating the absurd scene just now in his mind.

Now, he seems to suddenly understand that what always bothers him is not that Arthit and Kongpohp finally lived happily together in the story, but that he and Singto failed to fall in love after all.

Where is his obsession to separate these two happy people?What made the dead him unable to let go of this world was that he failed to win Singto's heart.

So his subconscious even created a Singto who loved him deeply to satisfy the invisible greed in his heart.

Krist suddenly realized that she had fallen in love to such a lowly level that she was so paranoid that she fantasized about a singto who loved her deeply.

But even if it was just an image imagined in his mind, at this moment he actually wanted so strongly to grow old with him.

Originally, Krist had been eager to get rid of all this and leave earlier, but now, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

Krist hurriedly got up from the bed, searched the room for a long time, and finally found Arthit's gear in the drawer at the end of the bed.

Maybe it was because he wanted to see Kongpohp too urgently, the scene in front of him was the same as last time, the special effect changed into the appearance of Kongpohp's room, and Kongpohp, who was sitting on the floor sullenly, suddenly appeared at this moment. He in the room was stunned and stood up in a daze.

Krist carefully looked at his eyes, his eyebrows, everything he was familiar with.

The person in front of him often made him confused whether it was Singto or Kongpohp, just like he didn't know whether he was Krist or Arthit.

However, is it really that important to be indistinguishable?

Maybe he is really dead, so he will unscrupulously show the scene he is most looking forward to in front of his eyes.

It's just that Kongpohp is so innocent, why did he deprive him of his happiness just because of his obsession?

"Senior Arthit..." Singto explained in a panic, "I didn't intend to bring you here! This time I really didn't mean it! I didn't want to scare you again—"

"Kongpohp." Krist interrupted him, and smiled at him with tears in his eyes, "In front of me, you don't need to be so trembling, I'm the one who should feel sorry..."

It was he who changed the world without authorization and stubbornly turned Kongpohp into Singto, so how could he make Kongpohp feel guilty again?

Kongpohp was taken aback.

Krist stretched out his hand, just like Kongpohp just now, and carefully handed the gear to the other party: "Can you take good care of it instead of me?"

Kongpohp stared blankly at the slightly shaking gear, as if he was not ready to accept the sudden reversal of the plot.

Krist clenched the leather rope in his hand, as if the sense of existence in his palm could bring him countless courage: "In the future, you don't have to think that you are Singto, just be your Kongpohp, and I will work hard to do that Arthit who loves you...is that okay?"

Kongpohp's pupils flickered, and he lowered his eyelids quietly to hide other emotions.

He stretched out his hand, held the gear in his hand, and hugged the person in front of him tightly: "I will definitely... be the Kongpohp of Senior Arthit."

Arthit buried his face in his shoulder, and finally showed his first sincere smile after coming to this world.

He once wanted to get rid of the identity of Arthit, and fantasized that he would never meet Singto.

But how can the heart that has been delivered be taken back as if nothing had happened?

Although the Singto in reality didn't love him, he used to feel sad and sad, but he never hated him.

Just like the lyrics sang, he has no reason for love, and likewise, there is no reason for not loving. Singto just doesn't love him, so what's wrong?

If he is really dead, if everything in front of him is fabricated by his illusion, then, is it not a reward given to him by fate to spend his whole life with this illusory lover?

Could it be that he is really dead?And everything in front of him is the heaven after his death.

As a Christian, Krist had fantasized about heaven many times, but only now did he realize that the real heaven is far more beautiful than any of his imaginations.

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In the ward, a girl with a pretty face was holding the hand of the man on the hospital bed, quietly looking at his sleeping face, with a bit of tired sadness on his face.

Suddenly, the hand she was holding moved slightly.

The girl's spirit was shaken, and she grabbed him tightly: "Brother Kit! Brother Kit!"

The person on the hospital bed seemed to have heard her voice, and frowned lightly with his previously stretched brows. Then he let out a groan, and slowly opened his eyes, looking at the snow-white ceiling above the hospital bed in confusion.

The girl burst into tears: "Mom! Mom! My brother is awake! My brother is awake! Call the doctor quickly—"

The whole ward was in a mess because of his sudden awakening.

But when the person on the hospital bed heard the real and noisy voice in his ears, two lines of crystal tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

It turned out that he was not dead.

It turned out that the so-called paradise was just a dream.