Chapter 27: The Turning Point Of Relationship

"...Nong Tharn..."

"..."

"...Nong Tharn..."

"..."

"Hey, Nong Tharn!!!"

What the hell!

"Ah, senior!"

As the sky darkened, all kinds of entertainment places began to open, and half pub style restaurants began to welcome the guests. The beautiful singing created a good dining atmosphere for the guests. At the moment, however, one of the standing singers was holding a drink. A man has been there for a long time, and even the whole table was staring at him without realizing it.

"Are you OK, Nong?" Tharn turned to look at the group of seniors who had graduated. He looked at them and smiled.

"It's OK. Just thinking of something interesting."

"It's so interesting that he called you many times and didn't hear you." Tharn was stunned. He looked at the seniors in front of him and breathed a long breath. He didn't want them to follow him.

Mr. Boy is a respected student. He is the one who dares to invite a senior high school student who has no confidence in his talent to play musical instruments together. He is the one who has led Tharn through many things he never had. Over the years, he has taught him how to perform in front of guests, encouraged him to support his peers to form a band together, and gave to him his band and introduced the performance opportunity, took him to know many pub owners, and asked them to take care of them.

Mr. Boy can be said to be a benefactor of his own, because even now that he has graduated and lives on music, he has not forgotten his nong students. When he has time, he calls everyone together to the party. Thinking of this, Tharn felt more and more unhappy.

He has no energy today.

"Well, what happened today, Tharn? I see you're already absent-minded when you performed on the stage." Asked Mr. Kong, an observant shopkeeper, Tharn felt even sorrier.

"I'm sorry, Senior was I bad up there?"

"Hey, no, what are you worrying about? You were absent-minded, but the performance is still as wonderful as ever. The girls at the table in front of me are looking straight."

"You look at the little sisters in front of you, and your eyes are red eyes." The senior lover Sister Jeed, who was sitting in the chair of the staff, chimed in. The Senior Kong smiled and put his hand around his wife's waist. He was in a good mood.

"It's just trying to help the students."

"Do you want to see it yourself?" The smile on Jeed was as sweet as honey mixed with poison. Mr. Kong shrugged and looked soft. A group of people at the table laughed as if they were laughing at Kong's strict wife.

"Ah, don't pretend there. I'll misunderstand that I'm a cruel woman when I hear things."

"Obey! My wife is as kind as a fairy."

"Well, the glib guy has something to do with the absent-minded guy over there, today's appearance has something to do with the handsome guy last time?" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Tharn, who tried to move the corners of his mouth but couldn't smile. Other people on the table also followed and looked at the handsome girl in front of them. They didn't know how many girls they had taken, but no one knew that he was a gay guy.

"New boyfriend? Tharn." After learning the word boyfriend, Tharn was stunned.

"Not boyfriend, senior."

"Nah, if you're still chasing me, please tell us, so that we can help. The young man is handsome and has a good figure. His skin is still a healthy wheat color." She said excitedly that when Tharn told her that Type couldn't come, she was disappointed. It seems that she was very interested in Type. What she said also made everyone want to know more about him.

"That's right, Tharn. Do you know this student, Ai'Boy, Ai'Boy?" Mr. Kong asked Mr. Boy politely. They knew each other before he entered the music circle. Boy shook his head to show that he didn't know about this person.

"No, I don't know this man, who is he Nong Tharn?"

"A person who doesn't care about me no matter what I do,"

Slightly

This time, all of them stopped talking. They all looked at Tharn. Tharn looked at the drink in his hand, calmed down and looked up at us.

"Don't look at me like this, senior. It's just one time of lovelorn love. It won't die." Tharn said that he didn't want everyone to worry about it, so we would stop worrying about it. Maybe it was out of sympathy. Professor Kong handed him a glass of beer and said,

"Losing a love doesn't kill you, but doesn't it hurt? Oh, take it to drink." Tharn smiled.

"Teach children to drink? Seniors. "

"You're not a kid's friend, Tharn. Besides, I'm the pub manager. If everyone doesn't drink, how can I live? Ouch, I'll support my business." Mr. Kong said that, but Tharn knew that everyone was worried about him. Everyone was very busy. Mr. Boy had to be all busy after 11 o'clock, but they stopped their business and came to comfort him first. Ms. Jeed smiled apologetically, and was still blaming herself for bringing up the topic.

Although Tharn wanted to tell everyone that he was ok, he didn't feel as OK as he said.

Today, Ai'Type guy is going to have his girlfriend.

After today, I am no longer entitled to say that he is my mine.

Tharn also knew that he is deceiving himself. He has always told himself that as long as Type has no girlfriend, he still had hope, even if the hope is slim and there is a hope, but Tharn didn't expect that he would feel that he has suffered a loss, because all the people he likes were gay, and he has always been confident that he won't lose them to anyone, but this time who he likes is the real straight man who hates gay.

It's true that there may be no hope at the beginning, but he was still extravagantly hoping. Today, he may have to admit defeat. This experience also made Tharn afraid of provoking straight men.

The relationship that has been cherished for months is finally coming to an end today.

In the end, he became the one who licked the wounds alone.

"Cute, really cute, thank you, Type, I'll take it away." At the same time, Type was uneasily giving the gift to Puifai. He hasn't thought about what to give to Puifai for a long time. He found that he doesn't understand the preferences of the girl in front of him, except that she likes cooking. But if he send her a recipe, he may have to be knocked on the head by her holding the recipe, and finally he chooses the safest... A doll.

But Type didn't know what doll to send after confirming that he wanted to send the doll. Fortunately, he opened Puifai's past LINE texts and found that she was puffing her cheek to pretend to be a goldfish, so he decided to send the goldfish doll.

It's also because of this, when Puifai opened the gift package, she screamed out with surprise, then hugged the soft doll tightly, and could not wait to swear that she would take good care of it, so Type was relieved.

"I am relieved that you like it. I was worried about it."

"Why worry? I love it." Type smiled more happily.

"If you like it, hold it often. When you hold it, think about the person who sent it to you." Type couldn't help making fun of her. Puifai immediately blushed and began to talk to the doll in her hand.

"Why do you want someone to give a gift? It's not as cute as you are, goldfish."

"Oh, you say I'm not cute, give me the goldfish."

"Giving is someone else's gift and it belongs to them. Don't give, what, don't give!" When Type reached for the doll, Puifai immediately hugged the goldfish with both hands, which made him want to bully more. Type really reached out to rob the goldfish doll with her.

"Ah ah ah Ai'Type, I won't return it, I won't give it!"

"Do you still say that I'm not cute? You must return the present if you say that." Type was addicted to teasing. From the beginning, he just tried to rob like a joke. He hugged a girl with two hands around her petite figure. Then he grabbed the goldfish tail with both hands and grabbed it.

"Haha ha, Type, no, I'm not going to play."

Boys and girls laugh together. At this time, Puifai raised her face. Her eyes were aligned with those of Type. She was stunned. Her face turned red slowly, but her hands still cling to the doll in her arms.

The lovely girl whispered.

"Ai'Type is not cute. Ai'Type is handsome. Don't you know?" Type listened to this and smiled. He looked at the girl in his arms and made a decision in an instant.

A kind of

"..."

At the moment when the soft lip is attached to the corner of her lips, the girl opened her eyes, but she didn't push him away or struggled. Puifai just stayed in the warm arms of the boy she likes from the first sight, holding this boy, and starts to talk, which made Puifai's heart softer.

"Puifai is also very beautiful. Happy birthday, little girl."

Type specially uses a low voice. Puifai's face was redder. She gently pushed Type's shoulder and said in a low voice,

"Taking advantage of me?"

"Yeah, this Little Type took advantage of Puifai." Type deliberately called himself by a small name. Puifai bit her lip gently. Type looked down and tried to kiss her. But Puifai pushed his shoulder to get out of Type's arms. Then she put the goldfish in Type's arms and said softly,

"I have to go to the bathroom. I don't want to see this playboy." Puifai said that and then walked away quickly, leaving the "playboy" Type to laugh in silence. He was sure that if he had not just played like that, Puifai would not let himself kiss her.

Type was more relaxed. He looked around. The restaurant, which is not far from himself and Puifai's university, has a good atmosphere. At the moment, Type thinks it was worth calling dad to ask for money. After all, Dad sponsored him with 2000 baht in friendship.

It would be more worthwhile to be able to determine the relationship.

While thinking, Type pinched the doll in his hand. The thought that should have been suppressed now appears in his mind.

Ai'Tharn, that kid should like this kind of pub.

The yellow light will be turned on in the black shop. It's like lighting a candle. The table is well designed, and the privacy of the guests can be well protected. The most exquisite thing is that no matter what angle they look at there, the guests can clearly see the performance on the stage, and the things here are delicious, although the price is a little beyond the consumption ability of the student pocket.

Is he still performing now?

At the thought of roommate Type, he couldn't stop. He thought of the semi pub restaurant he just went to last month. He thought that the stationary stage, which is a little smaller than this one but placed in the same position, he should be playing a drum on it at the moment and smiling at the guests below.

It's time to have a lot of free drinks from the girl.

Thinking about Type suddenly got upset, but he could do nothing but breathe deeply, because he was not qualified to be angry with him.

I'm the one who stood him up. It's Tharn who should be angry with me.

The more he wanted to catch up with the girl, the less excited he was about the whole thing. Type's eyes turn to watch on his wrist. He looked anxious. Although he think that all this time Tharn should have finished performing, he still wanted to find him.

"Is Type in a hurry to go back?"

"No, our dormitory doesn't close until 11 p.m. and we can stay for a long time." Just then, Puifai came back. She said hello to Type and inquired about his watch checking. Type shook his head heavily and smiled just like before, though he couldn't smile truthfully for some reason.

"Does Type live in school dorms? Why don't you live outside?'

"My dad forced me to live in the dorm in the first year so I can get to know a lot of friends," Type shrugged, because there were only a few friends he had known for so long, and one of them was gay.

"Is that so? I can't live in the dormitory on campus. It's terrible. I live out of campus. I'm super comfortable. I can go back at any time. I can take my friends home for the night. Don't need to worry about other people's dissatisfaction." Puifai said with a smile, and Type's mind drifted away.

"Then if I don't have time to go back, can I go to Puifai's room for the night?"

"Just kidding you!" Puifai called out. Type knew he had played too much. He immediately changed his way,

"I'm kidding. You think I'm serious."

"It doesn't look like it was just a joke." Puifai seemed to find it funny, and she laughed with it, although she thought that he was serious.

In fact, at the moment, Type's heart was also quite restless, because he has been sleeping with a man in the past few months, and he was actually very flustered. He doesn't know whether he is still the same as before, so at this time, there is such a girl entering his life, which is just right.

He wanted to prove that he was a real man.

So when is the chance? Type will grasp it without hesitation. He even had a condom in his pants pocket.

Despite the expectation in Type's mind, judging from Puifai's rejection half an hour ago, Type decided to postpone this matter for a while. However

"Ai'Type wants to come up?" When he arrived downstairs in Puifai dormitory, Type could hardly believe what he heard.

"Well, Type can first look at the facilities inside, and then come out to find the rooms for a reference."

The girl smiled shyly, and Type immediately understood the meaning.

If you just want to go to the dormitory, you can do it at other times, but its 10 o'clock. It's not about looking at the room, it's about looking at other things. How can people like Type refuse?

"Well, if I move out next year, I can learn a lot from it."

Type touched the condom in his pocket and smiled with a simple, thoughtless face.

Opportunities come faster than you think.

"It's almost 11 o'clock."

Tharn can't remember how many times he took his cell phone to watch the time. He thinks it should be his last time to watch the time tonight. Because it's this time, his good roommate will definitely not come back to the dormitory.

"Must have had a good time." With that, Tharn turned off his cell phone and put it under the pillow. Then he turned over and lay on the bed, looking straight at the ceiling.

Type didn't say that he would stop their relationship if he had a girlfriend, which means that it's OK for him to continue the relationship secretly, but Tharn can also foresee how chaotic the future will be.

It's not about being caught by Type's girlfriend and having to break up, but Tharn was worried that he can't stand being a mistress.

In fact, Tharn also knew that he can bear to continue this relationship, because if straight girl knew that her boyfriend slept with a man she will definitely dump him, and then Type must come back to find him, but from the beginning, Tharn also knew that Type was not gay, so even if he breaks up, he can find a new one soon, and the only one injured will be himself.

"It's really time to stop."

Finally, Tharn made up his mind. He breathed heavily and reached for his cell phone. He looked at the time again. It was 11 o'clock. He put on his headphones and turned on the video, intending to continue watching his international music video, because at this moment, only music can calm him down.

At that moment, however, the door was opened. Tharn did not care. He was too lazy to look back. His eyes only looked at the screen in front of him, but his nose smelled of perfume when he came in.

Exclusive to women.

He should have been in her bed.

Thinking of this, Tharn was even more reluctant to look at him. Even when Type stood beside his bed, he still didn't care. Type climbed into his bed, climbs onto him, and then Type was hugging all over the Tharn. There was no space between the two people. He buried his head on Tharn's neck. Tharn could smell the perfume on him. He did not think that Type would hold his waist tightly, but even be completely indifferent.

Tharn just silently raised his mobile phone higher so as to keep away from the guy who was stuck on his body. Meanwhile

"I'm sorry."

It's not clear why he was apologizing. Tharn was also confused about whether Type was apologizing for sleeping with others or because he had hurt him.

Now Type understands everything, very well.

He understood his mind.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ai'Tharn... "

Therefore, all he can say at the moment is sorry. He held tightly to Tharn, but only felt that Tharn didn't care.

In the past, Tharn would hug him every time, but today her mobile phone seems to be more attractive than herself, but no matter what Type thinks, some words still need to be said.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh." Tharn sighed a little, but he didn't turn around. He asked in a low voice,

"Why are you apologizing?"

Type was stunned when asked. He put his head on Tharn's shoulder and took a deep breath. For the first time, he found that Tharn had his own special body fragrance. At the same time, he opened his mouth and said

"I just slept with Puifai."

"..."

Even though hearing this, Tharn didn't say anything, he still kept his original sleeping position and ignored Type's confession full of repentance.

"Puifai invited me to her dorm, and I went there. I suddenly wanted to go there. I told you that after chasing a girl and you sleeping with me you used to only used, didn't you?"

"Um." Tharn replied indifferently.

"Why?" Tharn didn't answer. Type, who has understood his mind, went on for him.

"Because when I was asking for us to be sxx friends, and I said that I can go to bed with anyone, so you said I have to take protective measures, right? I feel very sad and I was dying of pain. Obviously, I just wanted to wear a condom when I go to bed with you. I didn't know why I feel so painful by asking you to do that. I just wanted you to tell me that it doesn't matter who I want to go to bed with, as long as you don't care about it I couldn't stand it anymore." Type said as if he lost all his strength. He didn't even want to raise his face.

"Why? Isn't a sweet girl better? Why do I only miss the smell of sweat from a man? Why do I think about your male's hard body even if I hold soft girl's in my arms? Why do I even think about another person when kissing with Puifai? Why do I think about kissing with you even if I am with Puifai? In my heart, I still think about you..."

In the last sentence, Type raised his voice and looked up at the guy who was finally willing to put down his mobile phone and take away the headset.

"Ai'Tharn, you bastard, why do I only think of you!"

Type asked bitterly, but Tharn didn't answer. He only asked him a word.

"Have you had sxx with that girl?"

Type widened his eyes, grasped Tharn's collar with both hands, and seemed to be angry that the other side looked down on him at that time, even though in fact

"I can't, you xsshole, can you hear me? I can't! I can't sleep with a woman!"

Type shouted to the guy under him, he breathed heavily, and then once again, the sharp face was buried in Tharn's chest, and his hands tightly grasped his clothes.

"I can't do Tharn, I can't do it. I can't react that woman. I only feeling something when I am with you. You alone!"

Type was like a man venting his anger, because now he had a chance to be with a beautiful and lovely girl like Puifai. But he could not react to her touches with unreasonable demands. He even began to dislike the perfume that was on her. It was too thick a scent, and that the sweet body was not what made him all hot and bothered.

"I can't react to others." Finally Type closed his eyes as if he had lost all his strength.

He has to admit what he really thinks.

"I'm sorry, Ai'Tharn. I'm sorry. Forgive me." Therefore, Type can only keep repeating this sentence. Tharn breathed heavily and slowly put his big hand on Type's dark hair.

"Maybe you're just tired today"

"No, I'm not tired!"

"You may just be unresponsive to this girl."

"No! I can't react to all women. "

"Then you may be able to react to other men's"

Crack

At this time, Type grabbed Tharn's collar again and looked at him angrily. He said to him that he was becoming a gay guy and Type could not help roaring out,

"You want to die, don't you? I'm a man. I don't want to be with any man. I feel sick to death just thinking about them!"

"Then..." Tharn didn't expect that the other side would be so angry. He looked straight at the guy in front of him who was red and red because of his anger. He raised his hand and touched the other side's cheek. In the past, Type always had brushed him away, but now he just looked like he was going to cry, so he had to accept the fact he found out about himself.

"I only respond to you, only to you." Type's voice is no different from crying. The fact is impacting his faith as a man for so many years.

Finally, he could only bury his face in front of the guy's chest, and then said,

"Forgive me."

"Good boy." At this time, Tharn gently touched the short hair of the man lying on his body. His voice was warm and soft, but it made the whole heart of the person who knew that he had done something wrong more painful.

How can he hurt such a person who is so kind to him? How can he ignore what Tharn did for him?

"You know I've never been angry with you."

With a strong hug around Type's shoulder, Type felt like he lost his strength in that moment.

It's not easy for a straight man to admit that he's gradually becoming a gay, but his body and heart are telling him that he can't continue to ignore his real thoughts.

Apart from the man in front of him, he may not be able to like other people anymore.

I am willing to admit that I am his man.

This man he will never escape from.

This is more than just a sxx friend.

"Now you are mine."

A deep voice sounded in my ear, and the feeble Type only replied,

"You are also my own. I tell you that I will never let you go. I have no reaction to anyone except you."

Although it sounds selfish, without any tenderness, and the content seems to be only about lust, Tharn knew that the self-esteem person in front of him is softening to himself, and that no one else in the world can get such treatment except himself.

"I was yours since a long time ago." When he heard this, Type raised his face and looked at the eyes that were not hiding his true feelings at the moment, and whispered,

"I'm sorry."

Sweet kisses come with apologies, as mild as ever, just the touch of lips.

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