A young man in a completely black shirt stepped down from a large building. Ploy's fresh and cheerful face made the head receptionist who had been familiar with him for a while unable to help but smile. Because we've seen each other since she was still stationed at the counter and he was still a young student who followed a friend to propose a project. Then when he noticed that she was looking at me, he came to greet me like a good-natured person.

“Hi, brother. I come out often and now I can't see you. I asked the young person in front of the counter and saw that he said I was going to do it.

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So I just left some snacks for you.”

With that, he took out a not-so-small bag from his briefcase.

“This one was given to me by a friend.”

“Do you still remember? That person who came with me when I was in school back then.”

A person who speaks in a long, drawn-out voice

“Thank you.”

The listener blinked a little, pretending to remember before extending his hand to receive the gift.

“Is that you? Where are you in such a neat manner? What are you doing? It's been many years since we've seen each other.

I only see our names who often come to work here.”

And the response is considered quite good. Even though they are different lines of work, they are related. As a public relations officer, your ears and eyes must be more sensitive than usual. Who can't find it? It must be classified and managed, and this case is in the green light category and passed smoothly. There's no harm in talking.

“Oh, right now it's a steak in Singapore. It's been three or four years now. There is no sign of returning at all.”

Or I don't know whether to abandon his father's business, Phat thought to himself before turning to talk to his elder for a bit before saying goodbye.

A beautiful car worthy of its status did not take long to pull out of the parking lot. The call signal sounded. Pat looked at the screen and his smile lit up. Under the soft twilight sun that poured into the car

“Anyway, when are you coming back this time? I won't forget that you got off at Suvarnabhumi.”

He turned the steering wheel off the main road while interacting with the other party.

“Phat …”

The voice that answered was impatient. It was different from the same Qi that was always cold.

“Let me go look at my mother. My father is out on site in the provinces, and my mother is at home alone. When I called and talked to my mother. It sounded like someone falling.”

“I called you back. Mother doesn't answer the phone at all, Phat...”

The other party's voice trailed off as if he was gathering himself.

Unexpected things hit us and we were startled. Phat looks at the road in the evening at the end of the month, which is crowded with vehicles, and is just as anxious as the other end of the line. What do I do? The traffic is so crowded. I don't want to tell the other person that I'm upset.

“You're okay. Calm down. It might be nothing. I'll handle it myself.”

“I'm going home. You don't call your mother yet. Leave your phone free and I'll find someone to take a look. There are a lot of people at my house.”

I said it before. If I really stay at home, it's "Daddy" in the cold like this. At the end of the month, Mom's travel day will probably go shopping. The movie has been released since last week.

"I'll leave it to you, Phat. I don't know how your mother is doing. Fuck, if I were home with someone, would you?"

It sounded like he was crying and blaming himself like that. Make the listener feel bad at all.

“Don't you think in a negative way just yet. You didn't go anywhere nonsense. How do you go to work? The work is good, the money is good. Your event is a landmark at Marina Bay. Didn't you do anything wrong? Please take a deep breath and calm your heart first.”

“Believe me, Pran, I can handle it. I'll contact you back in a moment. Please give me no more than 15 minutes.”

What should I do? I have never seriously talked to my parents about the fact that we are still together, even though I know enough that Adults know that. That they didn't break up like they said, their secret life has continued for the seventh year now. He still gets on the freepass expressway and falls off the roof and breaks his neck and dies every time Pran returns home.

With the sound of guitars and laughter that finally sounded downstairs while Pran's mother kept deafening as if she couldn't hear anything.

Well, it's come this far. You'll have to try it out. At least this is human life.

The person decided to press the phone. My hands started to get a little cold.

"What's up, Phat?"

A familiar voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

“Papa, are you home?”

Just in case, if it happens, it's better and more comfortable talking about it with Mom.

“Oh, it's a strange question, I know it's the end of the month, shopping day. Drove away since the afternoon. And if you want to talk to Mom, why call Dad first?”

The other party replied with a laugh. If the other party doesn't laugh too

“Papa, can you go look at Mae Pran for me?”

The son's voice was laced with uncertainty but also trepidation. Well, how are you?

“Pranman called from Singapore. He called his mother and there was a falling sound. The call was cut off. He called his mother and it didn't connect at all. Uncle, the man went to another province. There is no one there. Dad, please go look for me.”

“Yes, Papa.”

Before the five river-shaking words he had thought of came out of his mouth. Phat, on the other hand, heard an answer that he didn't expect either.

"Oh, I'll go take a look."

The answer was simple, no questions asked, Phat was both surprised and relieved. If in this urgent time you don't have the heart to ask why? He hurriedly replied as if he was afraid the other party would change his mind.

“Then Phat calls Pran first. that someone has gone to look at it Anyway, please tell Phat how Mom is doing. When he called, his voice trembled like a kitten.”

The middle-aged man walked quickly towards the house next door, the embarrassment and pride in his heart being put aside first. Convince yourself that we are already adults. How many years have you been paying attention to the fields? Ever since Phattharaman said he broke up with that kid. I knew from the moment I came home that it wasn't true that I broke up and

He thought that Issaya would know too. The heart that wants to pull the children away from each other is still there. But it was another sight that my child looked at that day. The sight of extreme disappointment and injury made him think. Phat's weeks of escapism had cooled him down. In the end, whatever he wants his child to be is whatever. But it came down to the word "Children's Happiness"

When you think that your child's life should be yours. Everything in my head became much lighter. He had never clearly expressed or acknowledged the existence of the Profound Child next door. But it doesn't mean that I don't know what that bastard is doing. Every time Pran comes home, why doesn't he hear that our son has cat-paw work as his secondary career?

Climb the wall like Spider-Man. One day, if I fall and break my leg, I will regret it. At first it was a bit difficult to accept, but as I climbed often, the father became accustomed to it. I'm just afraid that one day he will be shot and killed by Pastan. Miss Issaya shoots the gun more accurately.

Look, the fence isn't locked no matter what. A thief comes in and breaks your neck one day. He thought to himself when he could push the gate and get in easily, but that's good, otherwise he couldn't call anyone to help, so it was over. If you die at home you won't be able to laugh. We're all old now.

“Is”

The person who broke into the house shouted.

“Where is she?”

There is no answer. But there seemed to be a soft sound of chairs moving in the living room.

“Issaya hey!!”

The owner of the name was lying face down on the ground.

“You, hey, what are you?”

The pain makes people lying on the ground forget the present if they return to the past. Just like the other party

“Ming, you, I have a stomach ache.”

He reached out and grabbed his former friend's hand. The other party squeezed the hand that held them tightly as if more than 30 years ago had returned.

“It's okay. I'll take you to the doctor in a moment. Will you be able to sit up in a moment?"

Ming, in her school uniform, had asked this same sentence when she had her best friend and angry friend ride her motorcycle to the clinic in the past.

“Oh, you don't have to get up. She was lying there like that. Where are your car keys? Let's go now."

Before they were able to drag each other all the way to the hospital, Issaya's henchmen came by and sent the account to So Iss at home, so they helped each other carry him in the end.

"No, you don't have to stay here. I'll stay here for you. The child is still too small.”

When everything was taken care of, it was time to call home and report it, and it was the third time for the little son, after telling him earlier that his "friend"'s mother had been sent to the hospital.

“The doctor said what's wrong with you, Dad? Phat will get an accurate report on his Qi. Just ask.”

Only then did the other party tell a long story like the old room leader. So organized and so organized.

“He said appendicitis, nothing.”

The storyteller nodded towards the person lying on the bed in the special room.

“The doctor asked, and Yish said he also had a stomach ache for several days. But I thought it was gastritis. It's been a congenital disease since I was in high school. I can't be stressed about this girl."

“Let's just say there's nothing. I've asked Chai to report this to his husband. Said there's no need to hurry. I'll take a look at it. All the old people were in a hurry to get there and there was an accident in the middle of the road. It's not like children who work day and night. Hey, this bastard didn't plan on coming to help his father and his mother? Just keep running around.

Can work in other provinces. If Dad isn't home and meets Miss Iss. Mother didn't die at home, right?"

“Oh Dad, he studied tech. I'm coming to work as a contractor, right? It's working in Singapore. Landmark at Marina Bay, now it's designed It's good, Dad."

Both sides chattered about, oblivious to the information. “We broke up” who used to understand and act like it was like that all along

“Oh, it's loud.”

A not-quite-quiet whistling sound came from the special bed. But before anyone said anything The person lying on the bed spoke first.

“Are you talking to your son?”

The other party nodded.

“Oh, so why would she?”

“I would like to talk to you please.”

The father assessed with his eyes that there was probably nothing. So he handed me the phone.

“Here, another day, if you come into the house Enter through the door. I don't want you to fall and break your neck and die first.”

Finished speaking, he handed the phone back to him. The other party looked at the person in the bed for a moment and then continued talking to his own child.

“If the Qi returns Let's tell it. I said let's have some liquor together. Blue that he bought for me. We received a little training to help with work at home.”

He hung up the phone without waiting for his stunned son to reply.

It's probably time. The middle-aged man's eyes flickered to the person on the bed. Strangely, the girl's shadow looked serious. Fierce eyes overlapped onto the woman he was facing.

“Iss, do you want to listen? What happened then?”

The other party turned to look at the plain colored window curtains, as if there was something inviting them to seriously consider. If the other person's voice reminded her of A boy who was so organized in the past So the mouth returned and said,

“You just… tell me.”

The End