SUGAR=SALT [KinnPorsche]

𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓=𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 [𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧]

"𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊? 𝕯𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖙 𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗?"

The incident happened so quickly that he didn't realise it was already night, yet he's still walking on the side of the road. He never returned to their house and had no idea where he was headed.

He had barely returned to reality when there was a loud thunderclap, so regardless of his worn-out body, he forced himself to run slowly for shelter. At the same time that his tears began to flow, it began to rain fiercely.

"What exactly is love? Does it last forever?" He set a rule for himself to not kiss someone with whom he had no affection. He believes that kissing someone he likes and who likes him should take place only if both parties consent. Worse, the person who mistreated him was the one he loved the most. Kim was among those in whom he had the most faith. Several emotions smashed together. He wanted to yell at Kim earlier, but he couldn't. A part of him thought it was just one of Kim's ruses to win him back, but ever since he saw Macau outside the main family's mansion five months later, something else changed his mind. For him, he was only hurt for nothing because, in the end, he was the only one who loved. He was hurt because he assumed nothing, fooled himself, and fell into the trap for his own self-gratification. Kim has nothing to do with any of this.

He wanted to call his brother, but he knew how busy he was at work, so he put the phone back in his pocket. Whatever problem he has, he will fix it on his own, just as he got himself into this mess. He can't just rely on his brother all the time. He wouldn't believe in love if it weren't for the love shared by his brother and brother-in-law. Perhaps he isn't quite as fortunate as others are.

He continued walking after the rain had stopped. He had no idea how to get home and had no money with him. Guess he'll be sleeping on the road for the first time.

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Macau is sitting on the stairs with the phone in his hand. He still couldn't get in touch with Porchay. He had yet to call Tankhun when his name appeared on the screen. He was quick to answer the call.

"Phi—"

"Good you're still awake. Where are you now?" This question indicates that Porchay has not yet returned home. He made the wrong choice by going home with Pete earlier and leaving him with Kim.

He stood up and went straight to his room, where he grabbed his cap and mask before stepping outdoors. He didn't even bother to say goodbye. Vegas and Pete were both asleep, making it easier for him to flee to do his part. Vegas had been observing his younger sibling while drinking tea behind their large vase. Pete is the only one to whom Macau adequately responds, so he didn't bother to ask him where he was heading.

"Where are you now, Porchay?" Macau started the engine.

"Life was nothing more than repeating the same thing over and over again, but this is not what I want! Of all people, why him?! The person I once loved!" A van pulled over next to him. Two men wearing hoods and masks showed up. With the situation he was in, he couldn't defend himself against two men.

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The men shoved him so hard that he nearly hit his face on the floor. His entire body was still in pain, made worse by the strong blow to his stomach earlier. This reminded him of his older brother, who's usually involved in street fights and constantly comes home with a lot of bruises on his face and other parts of his body, unlike him, who is weak, which made him chuckle.

He stopped drifting off when the man in front of him spoke. He couldn't see the man's face because he still couldn't raise his head high enough. In truth, the man's voice is quite kind, and what is being done to him doesn't suit his voice. There are really monsters disguised as angels.

"Who said you'd shove him like that?"

The men exchanged glances as they prepared to approach Porchay to help him stand, but the man blocked their way. "Leave now. It won't be as thrilling if someone is watching," he added, wrapping Porchay in a blinfold. Porchay winced at having his wrists firmly shackled. Instead of raising an objection, he let himself be brought into the room.

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Have a good day❣️

—CHOFFIELESOULVES