He must be draping one arm on his shoulder right now.

The other hand was probably holding the stupid-faced dog on his chest in a puppy breeding farm near Ratchaburi. While playing with the camera, taking hundreds of photos.

Damn it, I realize I shouldn't have fantasized about those images. After both she and he decided to be lovers.

In that dog farm, there was probably a bustle of Tibetan Mastiffs, Akitas, Samoyeds, or other dull-faced, protruding lips, long ears, fluffy white fur, bushy tails, short, stubby legs. Wrapped around her legs.

And the next animation is when little girl throws her whole body down to roll on the grass carpet with that Cavalier King Charles in a cute and lustful mood.

They're so cute, Little Nang said, looking up into the camera's eyes and smiling. They'd be worth adopting. Is anyone interested in adopting me?

I'm communicating with my friends in the online world. Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind the camera. Just buy one for me...

Is it true? Wow, that's great, everyone is a witness. That he would buy at least one...

and happiness arises in the present

But Naeng Noi probably forgot Bo. Her old dog had suddenly passed away.

What about that short-faced, four-legged Bo with a brittle mouth and matted hair? The little mangy mixed breed dog screamed loudly, telling him to stop suddenly. Then he quickly jumped down and almost ran in front of another car as he saw it staggering under the expressway. I shed my first tears for him out of pity.

Oh, who is so cruel and callous? Let's leave you like this. and turned to me with tears in my eyes Can I take it and raise it?

The woman's sensitivity towards abandoned animals overflowed in my first impression of Nang Noi. The first time I was born I was impressed. I admit that I misjudged her. What can we see about people? Is that an action?

How about this? What made P'Long see what kind of person Nang Noi was when they began to agree to see each other as lovers?

I think of it as a medium of sympathy between us. Dear brother, I feel so sorry for him. But, uh, I also have to take it for treatment and it cost me a lot of money and gold. But if I left it under the expressway like everyone else pretended to see but drove by, oh no, it would definitely die.

At that time, I still asked her to be sure. Will the apartment she rents allow him to be raised? Naeng Noi also confirmed to Elder that many rooms also raise them. He also came back to me and said that he didn't know there were people living in the apartment. How lonely is it?

Yes, I used to stay at home. I've never rented anything like that. Do it like that. Your mother probably won't approve. And when we talked about your mother, what happened? Naeng Noi often hints that he doesn't seem to like her very much. They complain that their education is not high. Business work is just that of administrative people sitting at a desk. Plus it's still poor.

Oh, Naeng Noi, that's not the case. Your mother and father are like that too. You are a bit old fashioned. I don't really like women who seem to be angry or angry. And the fact that Nang Noi picked up Bo and raised him I can see that Little Naeng himself wants to please his mother. who likes to make alms to stray dogs as before

I would like you to see some of the advantages in this aspect of things being less. Things like this, I think it takes some time.

But you think that I'm only siding with your mother. I think I'm a child who is attached to my mother. I don't know how to grow up. Somewhat indecisive Our matter is unfinished and nothing has been progressed. So I just kept quiet. Because I had already paid respects to your mother about our matter. He told me to take a look first.

They looked at each other until Naeng Noi began to often come and complain about Bo in my ear.

Did you know that he likes to make a mess in the room? In the end, I had to drag the leash out and tie it in front of the balcony of my apartment. Every morning before I go to work I had to tie Bo to the sink leg. You asked me why? Oh my gosh, it's just that dogs are not domesticated. I'm beginning to not be able to stand it anymore. Bo is stubborn. When I talk, he doesn't listen. Said don't bark, don't bark, don't bark, listen to people's language, do you understand?

The villagers are all fed up. He kept barking in front of the balcony all day. Until someone on the floor stood and scolded me for what language I raised my dog ​​in. I don't have the wisdom to watch. So why raise it? Look at them and say "Noo Si". I've tried to teach it not to bark, hit it, hit it, threaten it, threaten it, oh my, until I'm at my wits' end...

Brother Tad was annoyed and said he was going to take Bo and raise him at my own house.

But it's the little one who doesn't give in. Tell your mother that I'll come and insult you again. A single dog doesn't have the skills to take care of it. Or that he doesn't really love animals.

I think she's gone crazy. Your mother is not someone who looks down on people like that.

It's even worse for me to get attacked and accused of changing.

Afterwards, the two sides began to quarrel, but the matter did not matter. Until I accidentally thought that she was the one who was starting to feel strange.

I know that in fact, I'm starting to be unable to tolerate our situation. I understand. I'm not angry at Naeng Noi at all. Until the end of our relationship came that evening.

I remember that evening it was raining heavily and the sound of thunder rumbling on the roof of the car.

Naeng Noi just sat quietly the whole way.

As soon as we arrived under the Din Daeng Expressway, the rain stopped immediately. And she turned and asked to break up with me.

We'll be apart right here.

She cried over and over. He kept giving reasons to explain that another man had come to flirt with her. And I think I'll try opening up to someone new...

Just like that, the sky suddenly crashed into my heart.

I sat stunned. The muscles in the face do not move. Outside the car, there were dozens of motorcycles parked in front to take shelter from the rain.

Some of them were lovers, standing wet and shaking. Some cars come alone, arms crossed and standing cool.

The DJ car radio was playing heartbreak songs.

People will be abandoned like you. What can I say? So I can only send good wishes, best wishes, and pray that Naeng Noi will meet only good people suitable to be a couple.

I admit that I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

Even though it's probably not my first love. But I feel very sorry that the whole thing had to end like this.

Every time I drive under the Din Daeng Expressway, I stiffen my neck and try not to look. Rogue feet will step on it and run away from that area.

Do you know that the poison of love is so strong that you are sick? For two months, I just slept until my mother found out about it.

He just kept sitting and telling Aesop's fables. I listen to stories about dogs and shadows every day until I get bored.

When the dog and the shadow begin to tell the story again. Once upon a time, a long time ago...

I was so proud that I hurriedly got up to take a shower and get dressed and ran out of the house. That's the strategy of the people who took hot showers before me.

Your mother said that this bastard has a broken heart. After a while it will fade away by itself. I'm just one woman. The land is not as bare as a jujube leaf.

I secretly looked at Naeng Noi's Facebook page.

So I came to know that she had broken up with that guy.

From that moment, my life seemed like I had nowhere to go. I'm still hesitant about separating the lights. Will you turn left or right? All confused and dizzy. Driving lazily, wandering around Bangkok.

Come feel it again.

Oh my god! Oh, let me die for sure. I accidentally brought my car to slow down under the Din Daeng Expressway again.

It's the area where I like to stop and drop off regularly. Saw the top of an apartment building crammed into an alley of houses where it was difficult for cars to get in and out. But Naeng Noi said that the price of renting a room was cheap enough to accommodate a small civil servant's salary. Moreover, it was convenient to go anywhere.

I understand that. I don't have any disdain or anger. Even though I had offered to try and find another place that was more comfortable and would help with the rent.

But it was Khang Noi's side who was evasive and appeared considerate. He jokes that it's better to wait until I decorate it to go to my house.

The car was parked on the side of the road beneath the expressway.

A large notice board indicates that this is an expressway area. But all that could be seen were homeless people secretly sleeping, huddled together, nodding in secret corners.

Nearby, there is a shack of motorcycle taxi drivers parked and waiting for customers. Rows of rented wooden shacks in the front yards are lined with carts of papaya salad, grilled chicken, and smoky Isaan sausages ready to be sold in the evening.

In the distance was a pile of rubbish that people had brought and thrown away. Cement sticks, bricks, broken doors, old toilets and torn mattresses. Piles of rotting garbage from nearby communities The swarms of flies were buzzing like the ships that were crossing from the Vibhavadi side. Stray dogs and cats in the neighborhood were chasing each other around, with no signs of being afraid of cars that might step on them.

My little brother is doing well.

A green-and-yellow taxi suddenly slowed to a halt behind the back of a ten-wheeler that was parked sideways on the shoulder of the road. The chauffeur stepped down slowly, went around the car and hid in a corner out of sight, turned his back and stood indifferently at the villager's wall. and was completely indifferent to the sight of the young woman standing to dry her clothes on the building above her head.

Disgusting! The girl's voice screamed loudly. Piss like a dog!

When the job was done, I unzipped the zipper, shook my butt and walked with a bang, got back into the car, and drove out.

Before long, a Japanese sedan pulled up in front of my car.

A girl in a short skirt opened the door and stepped down, then bowed and waved, giving a sweet smile to the people in the car. Close the door and the woman walks quickly. Probably lives in the same alley as Naeng Noi.

When I saw it, my heart trembled. Pain in the chest

Because the latest I found out was after I tried calling Nang Noi's room many times.

It appeared that no one answered the phone. The central official told me that She's moved out. I saw that you moved in with your girlfriend. But didn't say where.

Call the district office. There he said that Naeng Noi quit his job. and will probably change to a new mobile number Because the old number only informs that the number you called is not yet in service.

Facebook has been inactive for months. Try sending a message into your inbox. No reading

The last news story I know is that she is heartbroken because she broke up with her boyfriend.

Photo albums and video clips from a trip to a dog breeding farm in Ratchaburi were completely erased.

You're dark. I don't know which boyfriend she is with right now.

I decided to take the steering wheel off the shoulder of the road. Circled in and parked in an empty space. Open the door and step down.

Even though throughout the time we were together I never thought of parking and dropping him off at the apartment.

They are said to have loved each other. No matter how much we love each other I may have overlooked this small important point.

I'd like to apologize to you if you're still sitting next to me in the car right now.

Look left, look right Saw a policeman with a ping-pong head standing there waiting to intercept a motorcycle and ask to check his driver's license and helmet on another curve not too far away.

So I asked the motorcycle taxi driver nearby if I could park for a while.

The guy in the group nodded and said he'll take a look. Then turned his attention to looking at the checkers on the board.

At the mouth of the alley, I bumped into a crazy man who was dragging sacks. There is a large flower tucked behind the left ear. He turned and smiled widely.

In the shadow of a row of shophouses, an old grandmother walks with a limp, dragging a three-legged cane. Uncle stands and sells coconut milk ice cream. There were crowds of young children running around the ice cream truck, making fun of each other. Tricycle comes to deliver clothes

Looking into the end of the alley is a nine-story apartment building, crowded with many old shabby shophouses. The noise of machinery is mixed with that of an industrial sewing machine. Each section of booths has small and large alleys separated into sub-divisions. Signs on light poles indicate affordable rooms for rent.

A la carte restaurants and grocery stores face each other. Uncle Pungpoong, an older man, and three other women wearing sarongs and tents stood and stared at me.

Hey, that's a stranger who wandered into the alley. Who are you looking for?

P'Yim didn't answer anything. Head straight into the courtyard in front of the apartment.

If you step in, you won't get anything in time.

I heard the sound of dogs barking on the balcony on the floor above. It sounded all chaotic.

Some balconies are full of clothes to dry. Some balconies have smoke from cooking. Some balconies have young men standing and smoking and talking loudly. Some balconies are empty. And on some balconies, I could see the shadows of four-legged creatures appearing in the cracks on the edges of the balcony railings.

When one barked The other one also barked. and many others sang together in harmony and harmony. The sounds were both large and small, and small and arched, mouths open and howling. Some rooms have people in them. Some rooms go to work Some people stood out and shouted vulgar insults at their own dogs.

I tried to look up to the fifth floor. Scroll to find the room of the little man.

But which room? I don't know where the least crowded room once was. I kept guessing that it was an empty room or a room with clothes drying on a rack or a room where country music was playing loudly, competing with the barking over there. It was as if all the dogs in the apartment had gathered together to shout and bark to chase away strangers like me from their kingdom.

As Nang Noi once said I think people staying in this building shouldn't be lonely. If there is no dog raised in the room, the room next to it is raised instead of us.

But for a moment, I'll probably argue with you again. Use it to hug and caress and wrestle until it loses its fangs.

The security guard walked up and told me not to stop and watch. They saw people down here and barked non-stop. Quickly walk and hide under the roof. Now it will be quiet.

He hurriedly took the lead, saying hello to you and asking if he was looking for anyone in the building.

I told you my name too little. He nodded his head and groaned. Oh, I know, but you've already moved on.

Not twenty minutes later, I walked back out of the apartment.

The sun was starting to go down. It was almost dark. On the way out, Pee Suan and people who had finished work were returning to their homes. Lots of people carrying bags of supper, fruits and vegetables that we stopped to buy at the market or busses that stopped and screeched loudly, loudly calling out to customers.

Villagers in the alley stand together to buy food. Motorcycle taxis pick up and drop off customers. Look at this neighborhood, chaotic and chaotic.

When I came out to the parking area I left it. Passing by a truck selling fried meatballs There was a young woman standing as a customer and another dog guarding the meatball car.

My feet took me past that monastery. But out of the corner of my eyes Makes you want to look back.

That woman looked at me and said what I was looking at.

I decided to walk up to that woman. and looked down at the dog with a confused expression, which was burrowing forward and biting into the meatballs with gusto.

Her voice spoke up. Stray dogs around here, you. Whoever goes and sees it, they feel sorry for him and have to take out money to pay tribute and buy meatballs to feed it regularly. I got off work and had to stop by and take a look. What day can't I see it? I'm afraid something will happen.

The uncle who sold fried meatballs also added, This guy is pitiful. Got bitten and harassed by stray dogs under the expressway around here. He won't fight you. They're a group of dogs. So he has to hide and hide. Oh, this thing keeps disappearing. Not here I went to live in another alley. What a pity.

I don't know who was so callous and threw it away!

I bent down and reached out to rub his head.

But it raised its head abruptly, its eyes glowing red, and it even bared its fangs at you. I'm afraid I'll steal his meatballs.

Oh, Bo, he doesn't remember you anymore.

Those eyes were like strangers to each other. It hurriedly ate it all and then fell backwards. I went to see that he was far away, so I bought him more meatballs and sausages.

This time, he slowly wagged his tail to show friendliness. He ran up to me and licked my lips and neck.

I tried calling out its name, and sure enough, it looked at me, sticking out its long tongue, almost dragging the ground. Then he kept staring at the bag of meatballs in his hand, not letting him miss him.

It was then that he allowed me to pet his head. It's dirtier than when you and Naeng Noi first encountered it.

I don't want to believe it. Why do people like this throw it down their throats? Behave like the people who dump dogs and cats under busy expressways and like to curse and curse and break bones for you to hear.

I can't believe that it was Naeng Noi's acting skills at all. Or if you're a little tight, you'll get an expensive foreign breed of dog. I don't think I want to raise this worthless mixed breed dog again.

You can tell me. If you don't think about Arya again Press call and tell with just one ring. I will hurry and come get it immediately.

Brother Mao brought another big bag of meatballs. Lure it to the car.

Ai Bo followed like a gullible dog. Opening the door, he jumped up and sat down to eat the meatballs comfortably.

I backed up and brought the car out onto the road.

Seeing its condition, I felt so much pain that I couldn't speak.

Nang Noi didn't just leave his brother alone. But Nang Noi also abandoned this dog. It's okay. It's just one dog, my own nanny.

Now I'm starting to think about it.

I think it's good that our story isn't going anywhere. And Naeng Noi himself was the one who blamed the elder by asking to break up. Let us fall apart right here. Where we first met and where we parted last.

Underneath the Din Daeng expressway, there were piles of worthless items piled up.

Thinking about something fun, then I glanced at Bo Si for a moment. He's looking at me as well.

Immediately, my eyes widened, my mouth opened and I could hardly breathe.

Because the black eyes of Bo that I saw were exactly the same as the eyes of little Naeng.

The look in his eyes like when a young man ran in front of his car under the Din Daeng Expressway.

Brother Brake lost face. Open the door and rush down to see. Are you alright?

I held her arm and helped her stand up. Little Nang limped, but shook her head and turned around. Raise your eyebrows and stare into my eyes.

It was at that moment that such eyes appeared in the middle of that pair's eye canals and were reflected back into my heart. While sleepwalking, he asked in a voice that he almost didn't recognize as his own voice. And how much did you try to avoid me?

I knew from the first moment that Little Naeng had just run in front of my life. Suddenly turned away Surprise appeared on the other party's brows and dark eyes.

The picture in front of him was blurred by the veil of his tears as he reached out and rubbed Bo Man's head affectionately.

This is probably the only compliment that I'm certain I might have left for you. Everything was repeated in my mind.

No matter what force inspired him to get out of the car. I would like to thank you for that.•