“Why are you standing in the rain? You'll catch a cold soon."

A complaint came from the young man standing next to him. The girl looked up at his face. My vision was blurry because there were always tears flowing. It's like being in a dream. She didn't realize he had taken her from the rain. Since when have you been hiding in his room? Even now that he wipes with a soft towel with his big hand and gentle touch,

Until his wet hair became dry enough, he complained and scolded for a while and even gave me a blow dryer. The girl didn't have the heart to listen. In this mood, she couldn't hear anything.

“Sorry for causing trouble. And thank you for drying my hair.”

Ping spoke softly, like someone who was nearly exhausted. Speak softly. Now, the bossy person who was wiping his hair just now has stopped. The monk looked at the young woman in front of him and shook his head slowly, tiredly.

“Why do heartbroken people like to spend time in the rain making music? There's no need to hurt yourself with this matter." Instead, he relaxed his breath to himself. glanced at the young woman Who kept his head down like that

Ping argued softly. “No need to complain. I haven't been acting crazy like this for long. Just now I still can't accept it. It will go away for a while.”

“Oh..” The fierce person complained a moment ago, his voice dragging out for a long time. “You know it too? Shows that he still has some good sense. But I still haven't done this,” the young man complained. The woman laughed softly in her throat.

“Too many, those who know a lot about theory. But how can you not practice it?”

Instead of the young man who owned the room and the owner of the towel just now Sit down and look at the girl sitting on the sofa.

“Go change your shirt. Put it on the table. It's a little loose. It's brand new and hasn't been used yet. It probably can be worn. Sitting here looking sad and wet like a puppy that fell into the water. We'll catch a cold soon."

Ping looked at his face. A person speaking with a tone of concern in his voice It's surprising for someone as strong as Tan. who likes to speak bluntly and Don't speak in front of anyone. But he spoke softly and was pleasing to the ear.

Tan started to get fed up when the girl didn't move. So I got up and picked up some clothes and stuffed them into my hands. Ready to push the little person's back to go into the bathroom.

“Go, go take a shower.”

When Ping opened the bathroom door, he saw Tan's expression first. He acted like he was relieved.

"Wow, after going in I thought I slipped and died in the bathroom."

She only nodded slightly, not in the mood to argue. Or laugh She said to the young man, looking down at the disheveled outfit. The young man smiled slightly when he saw her condition.

“Do you have a bag to put the wet cloth in?”

He picked up the wet cloth as an answer and walked towards the washing machine. The woman immediately scolded him.

“Uh....oh, come on instead, we'll be back already. Why else would you wash it?”

"Oh, I'll just charge you for the laundry. Twenty."

Instead of throwing the laundry in the washing machine Ping stood and looked, nodding. That's all right.

She hugged her knees and stared at the cloth spinning back and forth in front of the machine, thinking to herself that she was not worthy of the old Ping. A woman who looks strong on the outside but is really weak on the inside.

“Why do you sit and watch? I feel dizzy and die.”

He blamed her because the girl had been sitting there staring at the washing machine since just now. Tan walked over with a hot, fragrant cup of cocoa in his hand and sat down next to the girl. He handed it to her to receive. But just sip the cocoa gently.

“Feeling better yet? ” That voice asked with concern as always, but Ping remained silent and sat still. His eyes were still fixed on the warm cup of cocoa in his hand.

“Like that. How can this broken heart be easily healed?” Instead of thinking, how can we ask like this?

The young woman sat still for a moment and then spoke in a soft voice. The first word came out. Since I was sitting drowsy just now

"Er... instead, as you are a man, what do you think? Touch is going to leave us, right?"

This was the first long sentence that Ping had spoken today since he had dragged him out of the rain. That she stood in the rain waiting in front of his house and asked him those difficult questions many times.

"I don't know. We don't know the hearts of people like that. If it were us, we wouldn't do this to make anyone sad and.. We definitely don't abandon women first.”

Ping bent her head and hugged her knees again. “Like that? Sigh...why do I still like him?” the woman complained, her eyes drifting towards the old washing machine.

Tan stood up, the once gentle look in his eyes suddenly became hard. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but stay still.

“That's enough, no need to talk about it. When you say it, does it feel better? It's worse than before. The more he spoke, the more I thought of it. A strong woman who never cries. I never asked anyone for help. Where did it go? Why did it become like this?”

Ping sighed as she listened instead of finishing the long sentence. Until Tan remained silent because he didn't know if he spoke too harshly. Young woman tilts her head to look Smiling faintly, she raised her hand to intertwine with his big hand. It's the same as reconciliation.

“I'm sorry, I won't act like this weakly again, I promise,” the woman said to the person sitting next to her, trying to smile. Even though I'm sad Tan looked at his hand that had Ping's little fingers intertwined with it.

"bake..."

Ping stared at his face with clear, innocent eyes, traces of tears that had not yet been completely wiped away. Surprisingly, before Tan could say anything, the washing machine stopped.

The woman then got up and took the clothes from the washing machine, walked into the bathroom and came out with the same clothes that had been wet before. She looked down at the slightly wrinkled cloth. It's dry enough, but it doesn't look too ugly. It's wearable.

"Let's wash this outfit for you." She pointed to the shirt and pants she had borrowed from a friend to wear just now.

It wasn't time for Tan to say anything yet. Ping quickly spoke up.

"Where's the bag?"

Ping walked home alone, without even a shadow of Tan sending her off as usual. In fact, Ping was the one who told him because Not wanting him to go through the trouble of dropping her off again, she got off in a taxi. Park in front of the dorm and walk up to your room. There was a double image that there was someone standing there waiting for her.

'Ping, let's go see a movie'

That image of Touch was superimposed on the memory of him waiting for her in front of the regular room. Likes to make a pitiful face when she says she's busy but has the courage to go out and watch a movie with him because of an invitation. Why is it still stuck in your eyes? You close your eyes and really hate it. It hurt so much that it felt like it was stabbing deep in my heart.

Makes me think of today's story last evening.

"Where are you, Touch? I'll stop by to see you." Ping said to her lover on the phone, intending to come and surprise him in front of the room.

“You don't have to come. Today we are busy and not in the room. I will stop by in the evening.”

She was surprised by Taj's voice. I don't know how to look flustered.

“No, don't lie. The Tach car is still parked downstairs. ...How do you know? We're already waiting in front of the room."

She spoke into the phone with enough emotion to open the room. It turned out that She opened and interrupted. Taj was nearly naked with a towel wrapped loosely around her waist and another woman lying on the bed.

“What does this mean?” she asked him, shocked and not knowing what to say.

Taj shrugged, his expression unfazed at first, his face turning white and pale. Because I was shocked and couldn't do anything. But right now, he looked at her as if he were just an ordinary acquaintance without any playfulness in his eyes. His eyes looked at her with love.

“It's normal, Ping. We've been together with her for a long time. What if you just kiss and still don't give up? Can't even hold hands a little. Did you know that we're lovers but if our relationship is dull, we'll die?"

Ping clenched her fists tightly, trying not to curse a word. She counted to ten. Thinking about this, what is this person that you can call your lover? But this is all he hopes for her? So it turns out that the entire fault lies with you. He still didn't stop talking and continued to babble.

“These days, who is foolishly clinging to themselves like this? You might think we did something wrong by deceiving you. But you should consider yourself. Why did I do this…”

She didn't finish listening to him and ran out of there quickly. She couldn't remember if she slapped him in the face or not, but her hand was numb. She must have slapped her. Then she took a taxi and sat in the waiting area. In front of her friend's room, it was raining. Sigh, music for people who are heartbroken.

And got to know Tan's embrace for the first time since they'd been together.

"Where's the bag!"

She said as she prepared the clothes she had borrowed from Tan to wear while waiting for her laundry to dry in her hands. Tan suddenly rushed over and hugged her tightly, breathing in the fragrance from her hair.

"We don't want you to return to our beloved Ping."

She was stunned and helpless in his embrace. She had just been betrayed by a man. In a few hours Her friend also came to express her love on the same day! She hurriedly pulled him away even though she was fascinated by the warmth of that embrace.

“Are you going crazy instead? We are friends.”

Ping said and hurriedly walked out of the room. Instead of following and sending her away, she refused.

"Sorry, we just want to be alone."

She sat still in the room, opened the refrigerator and drank water. I was surprised that I had just been heartbroken, but why did I still feel my heart pounding in my chest with excitement from Tan's honest words and actions?

The next day, she locked the room and was ready to go to work, but found Tan standing in front of the room. He just said hello.

“Did you sleep well last night?” he asked with the same concern as before. In fact, he had already tried to repeat the word friend about twenty times in his mind.

“Um, well, I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again. “Ping gave me a small smile instead.

“But I can work without stopping often. You'll definitely get fired."

The young man nodded, "We'll go."

Normal events continued like this for three days, she acted as if nothing had happened yesterday. As for the representative himself, he acted normally. He was also kind enough to come pick her up every day. A faint smile began to appear on Ping's face. Even though she knew that she forced herself to smile at him sometimes, it made his heart feel lighter. And while driving back home He glanced at Ping to the side as they drove along.

“Ping, we have something to tell you,” he sighed thoughtfully. Let's be friends It's better than losing a friend like Ping like to just being a friend. But being close I looked like before. This is still good.

“What is it?” Ping asked, looking at his face instead, he saw that he was breathing. He was probably deciding whether to speak or not. Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet for a moment before he spoke softly.

“About the other day. Ping doesn't have to think about it. I thought we didn't speak to each other.”

Ping nodded slightly. Smiling thought he wouldn't talk about this anymore. I've seen you pretend to be silent for the past three days.

“Is that so?” He nodded, and Ping nodded as well. Looking ahead, “OK, we'll forget that Tan once told us he loved us. I'm so happy that Tan said that. But today instead, he came back and said, forget it.”

"look for? What are you saying?!" Tan was shocked and hurriedly parked the car and spoke to Ping. With a voice and a look of extreme surprise What does it look like? It's snowing in Thailand. No, it's even better.

“Really?” Ping nodded.

“It might be a little early, but we think we'd like to have someone help us take care of it now. Did you know that the image of Taj is now in our heads? It's all over the place and it makes me feel really bad when I think about it.”

Ping looked down at her hands and didn't know if what she said just now was right or not, but she already knew the truth from Tan's mouth. A truth she had known for a long time but tried not to delve into. Ask or show signs of knowing She's known for a long time. That instead felt this way about her, like she was just

Just waiting for something Or has she been waiting all this time?

“Ping,” Tan called, reaching out to wrap his hand around her shoulder and spreading a gentle smile. Using his hand, he moved the woman's head to rest on his shoulder.

“Do you know how much we've been waiting for these words?” Tan gently stroked her loose hair. Ping closed her eyes sleepily.

“Why does being close to you make me feel so warm?” the woman thought softly against his broad chest.

Tan's large hand gripped that hand loosely, but it didn't fall off easily. Ping had tested it by swinging hard and the large hand automatically grabbed it. I used to say it often.

“What did you pull out that made this shirt all wrinkled?” he scolded the woman. who keeps pulling on his shirt when crossing the street

“I want to cross the road but I can't hold hands. Instead of being a man How can I hold hands?” she said, complete with the reason.

“Oh, holding hands is for my girlfriend,” Tan's voice was softly nasal.

But what's strange When she agreed to be Taj's girlfriend She also didn't like holding his hand. I don't like that he comes close to me. because the various sensations appear to be crude and vulgar He always pulled a face when she didn't agree. We quarreled many times.

Or that's not love at all...

Touch came in for the first time. She has never known love. Knowing that this senior has come to like me She agreed to go out even though she wasn't sure about anything. He acted nice, invited her to eat, watch movies, and politely asked her to go anywhere many times. impress her

But he soon changed. Likes to hold her cell phone on her arm, wrap her around her shoulder, and tries to kiss her in a private place many times. She doesn't like it and is uncomfortable to the point that she doesn't feel very good about him. Things like that happened until they stopped. She thought that maybe she had too much.

But with Tan, just hold hands as well. But she felt that it gave a good, warm feeling. Why wouldn't it be the same?

Thinking of the young woman, she could only smile. Instead, he frowned and looked at him.

"What's wrong? Why are you smiling?" Tan asked, the woman shaking her head.

“Just thinking about old times.”

"really"

Instead, he stopped at the building where Ping worked. She turned to face him. Smiling and waving

“Drive back carefully.”

Tan nodded, smiling until his fangs showed.

“Um, I'll come pick you up in the evening, go eat, watch movies, listen to music, then send you back. Oh, please call me at noon to see if I'm free and I'll come pick you up to eat.” Ping wrinkled her nose at him.

“Oh, come on, Mr. Tan. Just change the status like this. Is it okay to call every hour?”

"Good job." Tan walked over and gently stroked Ping's hair. "I've wanted to do this for a long time, but I didn't dare. Now let me make it happen as you wish."

She nodded and smiled warmly at his confession.

“Yes sir, I will behave well in the evening and come pick me up.” Ping crossed her arms over her chest and stood there smiling for a moment before taking turns telling the other person to walk away. Because I'm waiting to send it back. In the end, the young woman was the one to speak.

“Instead, hurry up or you'll be late.” The young man looked down at his watch and nodded.

"Alright, I'm thinking about Ping."

Instead of walking away Ping stood and waited until he walked into the car and drove away, then walked into the building and sat at her friend's usual table who worked at the next table. She saw that the substitute had come to deliver and asked.

“Oh, today a friend sent you again?” Ping smiled. He shook his head slightly before speaking in a confident tone.

“It's my boyfriend!”

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