My Heart Belongs to You♥️

13

"Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to say such things? Love, where do you love him? Fuck him? Once, twice?"

"Or in your eyes, making love together is love?"

Boun sat stupidly, no, he loves him, it has nothing to do with those, just love him, love Prem.

"You go, there is no need for you here." James stopped arguing with him, and he absolutely did not allow Boun to approach Prem.

"No, I won't go, I have to wait until he wakes up." Boun rushed to hug Prem's body, he was afraid that he would never see him again after leaving.

"Boun, I seriously ask you. Do you really love him?"

Boun would have blurted out, love.

But facing Prem's pale little face, he was timid, Prem was already bruised all over by him. Regardless of whether they are in love or not, they seem to have entered a dead end.

Even if it is love, it is because of love that you pushed Prem to this point, isn't it?

James looked at him silently, even more contemptuously.

"I admit, maybe the first person Prem wants to see when he wakes up is you, but have you ever thought about how determined he was to swallow these medicines. If you do it all over again, will you two really have to repeat the same mistakes? He has already died once, you want him to die a second time?"

Boun let go of his hand, Prem can no longer suffer any blows, if the two of us are destined not to be together, I also hope that you can live happily, no matter how bad it is, at least you can live in peace.

"Okay, I can go." He said these words slowly.

"But can I speak to him alone for the last time?"

James got up and walked out, Prem, maybe you can understand me doing this.

Boun calmed down and sat down on Prem's bed again, the nutrient solution was only half left.

Boun looked at the back of his hand, which was slightly blue because of the needle, gently rubbed it, picked up the cotton swab on the table and dipped a little water on Prem's cracked lips. Gently stroke his fingers across his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, and outline his face with both hands to remember his appearance.

"Prem, I'm leaving. James is right, too many things have happened between the two of us, and now you're lying here and there's nothing I can do. But it doesn't matter, James will take care of you, and I should feel relieved."

"The two of us, don't meet again in the future. Maybe falling in love with me is the biggest mistake you made, and I am too, but I really don't regret falling in love with you. When you are well, let James take you out for more travel and relaxation. You, don't always lock yourself up and try to let others in. "

"Prem, by the way, I haven't told you yet, I've already dealt with Sin City, you don't have to worry about it anymore. But you still have to be careful alone, after all you are so handsome, there is no guarantee that you won't be kidnapped by others, right?"

Boun let go of Prem, finally turned around and left the ward.

If he was careful, he would definitely be able to see the rapid increase in the heartbeat column of the ECG monitor on the side, and he would also be able to see a few teardrops slipping from the corners of Prem's tightly closed eyes.

END.