Co-translator : yukifeebleu
Chapter 19: Fresh Milk and a Scorpion in the Head
The little man sat trembling in the cab. Small arms hugged themselves tightly. Big, round eyes filled with clear water.
The taxi driver even had to ask if it was okay... go to the hospital?
Nom Chud shakes his head and insists on returning home as told in the first place.
The scorching heat was still imprinted on his lips. A small hand caressed his mouth slowly. The feeling is still stuck.
He doesn't know how much time has passed until the taxi arrives in front of the alley of the house. The driver also saw a small figure of the rear passenger still sitting motionless. He didn't sleep well because his eyes were still open, but he was like a soulless person. Completely starless.
"Young… younger"
"Ah." Nom Chud startled from the reverie… turn left turn right.
"Is it this alley?"
The passenger nodded grimly, "Yes."
After paying Nom Chud came to stand in front of the house. But like the legs are small, they rarely step out. His forehead lightly hit the fence in front of the fence, standing still.
Nom Chud doesn't know what… it is... too.
It's confusing, perplexing, bizarre, incongruous.
Nom Chud doesn't understand...
...doesn't understand…
...he doesn't understand that...
Why does Praeak kiss his mouth?
Praeak licks his mouth with Nom Chud.
Is it... a kiss?
Praeak kisses Nom Chud, right ?**
