เพียงเสี้ยวสัมผัส | Just A Fraction of Touch (Eng Trans.)

07: Goodbye, My Last Love

In the past, we once loved each other very much.

Now, the love still exists.

But it's just less than hers.

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Another cause of the bad dream that intensified until New couldn't endure by himself anymore... was probably this.

'You designed a wedding card for Jin...?' Lion's tone wasn't very good. In disbelief, he looked at the other concernedly before the phone was snatched from his hand. Cold glare was thrown at him...

But it was only for a few seconds. New then let out a deep sigh instead.

'Sorry,' the slight man murmured, 'there's no excuse.'

He shook his head, 'It's okay. Then did you see it all?'

'Yeah...' Lion pressed his lips together. New's face still didn't look very good. He reached out and touched the face that had already dried from tears, 'how can you endure it...'

However, as he asked that question...

All he got was a sly smile.

'Then... how can Ly endure being Ty's best man...?'

Him falling silent like this... was the answer.

Because of... love.

As expected, just three days before the wedding day, a friend-only invitation came to the bachelor party held by Jin, or New's ex-lover. At that time, Lion was uncertain whether to go or not. But when he turned to ask for his partner's opinion, who seemed even more depressed than before and 'would be attending' the event, Lion threw his hesitation into the bin.

He was going to that event.

And would definitely keep New company.

The music in the event was loud and rhythmic, encouraging to get up and dance. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes wafted in the private room of a restaurant that had been entirely rented out for a 'bachelorette party' that was grand enough for the owner of a famous clothing store business like Jin Jitawanrachai, who was getting married in three days.

To be clear...

New's ex-boyfriend was getting married.

"New wants to get drunk," with only one short, simple sentence from the man next to him, he guzzled down his second glass of liquor, dumping the amber liquid down his throat. "Ly."

"What's up?" the person being called shifted closer.

"When Ty got married, it hurt like this, right?"

"..." asking like that, be considerate with the listener a bit.

"Only now, New knows what it's like," Lion let his head rest on his shoulder, "how did Ly get through that?"

"It hurt so much it was killing me," a smile spread on the thin lips as the two of them talked. "Even now, Ly is still hurting."

"..."

"Ly can't show any sorrow. Everytime Ly is in front of 'him', Ly always has to smile," the speaker touched the hair which was as soft as a cat's fur and caressed it soothingly, "sometimes, when Ly sees their child... it's like seeing the symbol of their love."