[SK] I don’t have to love you

The brain that was originally just dizzy suddenly felt overwhelmed with pain.

Krist covered his head with his hands weakly, and his mind was like a fast-moving movie, flashing through a few scenes that he had been unwilling to recall since he woke up.

squeak--

Screeching and snapping brakes—blinding headlights—and, and—

A force suddenly grabbed him from behind and held him tightly in his arms.

Krist finally remembered, whose voice was the roar that suddenly sounded behind him at that moment.

"Kit—"

That was Singto calling his name.

As the world spun, the thin profile face on the hospital bed seemed to overlap with the dark silhouette facing away from the light.

"Singto—" Krist murmured in pain.

The door of the ward was knocked by someone again, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

Krist turned back, only to see that the person standing at the door was his sister who had gone and returned.

"Brother Kit..." Kat froze in place with a pale face, obviously not expecting to see him in Singto's ward.

And what fell on the ground were two tightly buckled insulated food boxes.

Needless to say, one of them was for Krist, and the other, of course, couldn't be for the comatose Singto.

"Brother, are you alright bro!" Kat finally came to her senses, rushed over anxiously, and supported him.

Krist just felt a splitting headache.

"P`Sing..." He kept repeating in his mouth, but he didn't have the extra energy to ask other questions.

Kat burst into tears and yelled outside the ward: "Doctor! Nurse! Is there anyone! Come and see my brother—is there anyone—"

Krist fell into chaos again amidst her cries...

Perhaps it was because of the shock that Krist had received, even in a coma, Krist could not sleep soundly all the time. The images in his dreams were messy. For a while, it was the past related to Singto, and for a while he went to the illusory world he had experienced, and for a while it was like He returned to the scene of the terrible car accident, and when he finally woke up, his whole body was sweating.

But he was still stuck in the last scene of the dream, unable to come out for a long time.

That was the situation before he left that world, Kongpohp hugged him tightly, and whispered a promise in his ear: "I will definitely be the Kongpohp of Senior Arthit."

At that time, Krist didn't come back immediately, but that scene was the last scene of the two cuddling intimately.

At that time, Krist only thought that his obsession had wronged Kongpohp, and imagined a non-existent Singto, but at this moment, an even more incredible idea flashed in his mind unconsciously.

It's just that this idea is so crazy that people don't dare to think about it.

"Kit, Kit...Are you okay? Don't scare mom anymore." Her mother choked up her call, and Krist realized that she was still immersed in her personal world after waking up.

He turned his head, glanced at his mother with red eyes, and saw the worried faces of his family around the bed, finally he stopped his gaze on Kat, and asked hoarsely, "Is that lunch box for Uncle Boonrod?" ?”

He said the name of Singto's father.

Kat didn't know how long she had been crying, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she nodded obediently amidst his questioning voice.

Immediately afterwards, she hurriedly explained: "Brother Kit, we are only afraid that you just woke up and your situation is unstable, so we decided to hide the matter from you, Brother Singto—"

Krist interrupted her: "How is P`Sing's situation?"

Kat can understand his family's considerations without explaining, but now his mind is not on it at all.

Kat heard his question and turned to her mother hesitantly.

Krist also followed her to look at her mother.

Mother rubbed his hand and sighed softly: "At that time Singto was protecting you, and he was hit by himself, his injury was more serious than yours..."

Krist's lips trembled: "It's more serious than me...how serious is that?"

Mom's eyes flickered, and she glanced at Dad without any trace.

Dad is usually quiet, but he is the real backbone of the family.

He cleared his throat, and answered, "Singto has long been out of danger, but it's the same as you before. I don't know why, but I just can't wake up."

Krist grabbed his mother's finger with his backhand, but judging from his expression, it was clear that he didn't realize his action at all.

Although they all said it lightly, Krist seemed to have heard the thrill from it.

Regardless of his dizziness, he hurriedly got up from the bed.

Mom hurriedly held him down: "What are you doing up? The doctor told you to rest more."

Where can he rest now?

Krist couldn't help but break away from her mother's hand, and whispered eagerly: "I'm going to see him."

It turns out that Singto has been sleeping in a place separated from him by a wall, and he has been secretly complaining that the other party does not come to visit.

Although he was still full of worry, no one in the whole family stopped him, allowing him to get out of bed and walk all the way to the next ward.

Singto's father had already returned to the ward at some point, he must have known about his fainting here, and was not surprised to see him.

And he really looked like a teenager, just as the nurse said.

When Krist just woke up, he felt guilty when he saw his parents, but now seeing Singto's father's aging appearance, the emotion surging in his heart seemed to be deeper than guilt.

Although the feelings of parents for their children are as heavy as mountains and seas, Uncle Boonrod has only Singto by his side now, and the grief he endures may be more turbulent than Krist's family.

And his son is lying here because of Krist.

Before opening that door, Krist only wanted to jump to Singto's side and take a closer look at his situation, but now, meeting Boonrod's silent eyes, he was too timid to take a step out.

Only then did Krist realize that Singto's eyes were so similar to his father's.Although the bottom of Dad's eyes has become slightly cloudy due to the accumulation of age, the melancholy and loneliness contained in them are no different from Singto's.

Krist held the doorknob tightly, and after a long time, he squeezed out a sentence: "I'm sorry, uncle."

The matter between him and Singto has actually been hidden from each other's parents.

And ever since he knew that Singto was also injured and unconscious, he had hardly had time to settle his thoughts, and now he remembered belatedly. What did they say.

But no matter whether he said it or not, he and Singto are actually just breaking up now.

One of his predecessors made the other party unconscious on the hospital bed, and this "I'm sorry" is too thin to say.

Boonrod should have used this more than a month to sort out all his sorrows. He smiled at Krist, but this smile seemed even more sad because of the unchanged emotion in his eyes: "No need Blame yourself, Singto is fine now, since you have woken up, he should be soon too."

Only then did Krist move, and slowly walked towards the bedside.

Boonrod stood up: "You don't have to worry too much. In fact, he only has a few broken bones. It's not a big problem. As long as he wakes up... everything will be fine."

He didn't know if he said this to comfort Krist, or to emphasize it to himself.

Boonrod patted Kris on the shoulder, stood up, walked out of the ward in silence, and closed the door gently, as if he was going to give him all the space.

In the quiet ward, only Krist was left looking at the person on the bed.

Singto was well taken care of by his father. Even though he was lying down all the time, he didn't look embarrassed at all. There was not even a stubble on his clean chin, and his hair was neatly arranged.

It's just that the face is so thin that it looks a little smaller than the one at the dance.

Krist just looked down at him, unconsciously, his vision had become blurred.

He blinked hastily, a tear broke free from his eye socket, and fell on Singto's face with a slap.

Krist frantically wiped away the tear, but her hand unconsciously rested on his thin and chiseled face.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and after a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't we break up... Are you a fool to risk your life to save someone you don't love?"