I don't like man, If not you

Part 71: I really can't leave you

(P'Sing, you were right. What' there to cry about? It's not like I'll die.)

Every day, Krist travelled from home to the hospital and back again, yet his grandmother and mother never once saw him smile. It was as if he had no more emotions. While taking care of his grandmother, Krist became more and more thin and frail by the day. He was so thin that his grandmother felt sorry for him as she held his hand.

" Little Kit, you should eat some as well."

" Grandmother, I have no appetite."

" Why must you torture yourself? Isn't it better just to get over it?"

" Grandmother, how do you want me to get over it? I left P'Sing not because I do not love him, but because of you, because of all of you. The place in my heart called love hurts so much every day that I'd rather die. So why must I choose? Why?"

Krist buckled onto his grandmother's bed, not able to suppress his feelings. Grandmother patted his head: "Everything will pass and you will slowly get better, trust me."

Krist stood up, picked up the dishes, and smiled bitterly: "My heart will not mend, it will only slowly die. Maybe it'll be better if it dies, at least I won't feel pain anymore. Grandmother, I'm going back now.I'm come see you again tomorrow."

Krist walked out the door with the lunch boxes in his hands. As his grandmother watched him, she could only sigh. At the hospital entrance, he bumped into his mother, who couldn't help but try to persuade him as well.

" Can't you be a little happier?"

" You stifle my love, and now what? You want to kill my emotions as well?"

Once he finished speaking, Krist left. That's right. This time, this time he wouldn't be selfish anymore. He no longer had to worry about people suddenly falling ill because of him or worry about the burdens of love. Now everything was easier and more relaxed, so relaxed that he couldn't even tell if he was still alive or not.

" Oh you, you're so naughty, your words and actions do not match, Oh you, you're too serious, you're only satisfied if everyone in the world is good, Oh you, you're too impatient, a mind full of problems and a stomach full of rage, Oh you, you're too unreasonable, always wanting to engage in some formalities, Just when I thought I would never meet someone who would move me for the rest of my life, I met you, Even if you have a bunch of unfixable problems, I still fell in love with you, All of those times I made you cry, you have to understand that I didn't mean to do so, This world is already so crowded, but I will leave a piece of empty space beside me for you, I just want to tell you, when you hurt, I am no better off, I just want you to listen to this song I wrote for you, Since we fell in love, then let's not stop, I forgot to say one thing, your name is Krist, Krist Perawat."

Krist quietly held his phone up to his ear, listening to this on repeat. The evidence of Singto's existence proved that everything was not a dream, it was merely over between them.

Singto was in no better condition. No matter how much other people tried to destroy their relationship in the past, he never gave up. But when Krist was crying while begging him, crying while apologizing, crying to break up, he couldn't bear to increase Krist's pain and just left. He never thought that the words "break up" would cause him so much pain. It hurt him so much that he could not stand up. Just like a magical curse, Krist's words followed him wherever he went.

" P'Sing, P is still not up? Time to get up, or else you'll be late for school."

" P'Sing, are you serious? P took my book again. Why do P not bring your own book?"

" P'Sing, if P is messing with me, then I'm taking P down with me."

" P'Sing, P evil man."

" P'Sing, can't P concentrate on loving me a bit more? P is so absent-minded.""

" P'Sing, how does this count as a date."

" P'Sing, I love you so much."

" P'Sing, I miss you."

" P'Sing, P love me a lot, right? Right!"

Singto, who was distraughtly walking along the sidewalk, caught the eye of a group of thugs. They stopped him in the alley and one of them said.

" We can tell that you're rich just by looking at you, you're covered with brand names from head to toe. Hey, if you give us some money, then we'll let you go. Otherwise, it won't be very easy for you to leave today."

Singto looked up and stared at the hoodlums. His gaze scared them, but the thug still braced himself.

" You, you think that we'll be scared of you if you glare at us? Hand over the money."

" It looks like you guys are asking for death."

" Oh? What a big attitude you have. If we don't teach you lesson today, then you might think we're a bunch of wimps. Brothers, get him."

A few minutes later, each and every hooligan was beaten black and blue. The thug fell onto the ground and took out his phone.

" If you've got balls, then don't you dare leave. I'm calling more people right now, so don't leave, don't leave."

Singto stood there, motionless. Not long after, around 20 people came and surrounded him on all sides. They all rushed up at once and Singto could only fight back with no expressions on his face. Even when he got hit, he did not make a sound. Slowly, Singto's forehead and the corner of his eyes. began to bleed. After beating down the last person, he wiped the blood on his forehead. The pain from the wound made him wince. No, no. Singto kicked the person lying in this way, ran to the parking lot, then hopped into his car. He headed directly to Krist's grandmother's home at top speed.

Krist didn't move an inch after returning home. In a daze, he stared at the spot where Singto left, as if Singto would leave from that spot again. Krist knew from the start that he would not be able to forget about him. It was him who wanted to break up in the first place, but it was also him who was reluctant to part. He watched everything that passed by him. The old cow who lived at the edge of the village was herded towards the grass for feeding. Grandfather Sun's daughter-in-law came to the countryside to secretly give birth again, this would have been the third time. Singto' s car drove over. Krist always said that the car's color was too eye-catching, he could see it from a mile away. Krist suddenly straightened up, his eyes were wide open to make sure that he didn't see wrong. Singto's car stopped in front of his house and then the car door opened. Just like that, Singto appeared on the other side of the window. When Krist saw him, there was no time to feel surprised.

He shouted: "What happened to your face? Who did it? Why didn't P apply some medicine? Why didn't P go to the hospital?"

Krist felt so distressed as he looked at the wounds on Singto's face. Singto covered Krist's mouth with his hand.

" Let me speak, Krist. I tried, but your method isn't working. Let's use my way instead. I really can't leave you. My heart cannot handle this crazy pain. My mind can't control from thinking about you. My soul can't help but dying slowly when I don't have you beside me."

As he spoke, he hugged Krist and pulled Krist out from the window.

" Hey, what is P doing? Let me wash your wounds first."

Singto threw Krist into the car, then got into the car himself. Inside the car, Krist looked at Singto and finally couldn't restrain himself anymore. He roughly straddled himself on top of Singto and impatiently gave him a kiss. His hands tightly grasped onto Singto's clothes, wanting to truly experience this feeling. Singto held onto Krist's waist strongly with both of his hands as if he wanted to embed him into himself.

"There was no helping it, I really missed P so much, P'Sing."

In the future, let's never, ever try to separate ourselves again. It doesn't matter if love can't overcome everything. Why does it need to overcome so many things anyway? I just want you, that's enough for me. Yours, mine, kiss me again, kiss me always. Kiss me so much that I can no longer think about anything else.

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To be continued