Like a knife, Pon’s words went straight into Sailub’s heart, causing it to ache.
Thinking about his indecision over the past few days and about the vital “variable” that disturbed him these days.
He then looked at Pon who tried his best to restrain his tears, the shackles that had been in his heart for many days fell apart in an instant.
Pon was far bolder and stronger than he had thought.
Whereas Sailub regarded himself as an elder and was indecisive, Pon, who was fourteen years younger than him, had already made a decision for his long life ahead of him.
Sailub then only knew that Pon had already seen the anxiety in his heart.
It was not Pon’s intention to be that young.
These days, Pon was also trying his best to protect their relationship in his own way.
Unusual clinging, frequent kisses, naive flirting… half of it was being in ecstasy knowing that the person he liked also liked him back.
The other half was between showing his true intentions and sincerity to Sailub.
He wanted Sailub to know that he was serious, sincere and did not intend to leave the other any other way out.
Sailub asked Pon to carefully think about it.
But no matter how much he pondered, he still liked him.
This was not doing business.
It was impossible to accurately evaluate, hesitate and consider carefully before signing the last contract.
The moment you like someone and have decided to stay together for a long time, how could there be time for you to repeatedly consider it?
Pon asked Sailub with forbearing tears in his eyes.
I have already given it up, why can’t you? Why don’t you believe me?!
Pon sniffed and straightened his neck.
Restraining the choking in his throat, he stiffly said, “What the hell do you want me to do… for you to not think I’m impulsive? Tell me! I’ll do it!”
Sailub, who thought he had eaten salt for more than ten years compared to Pon, was defeated by his single-handed confession.
“I was wrong.” Sailub took Pon’s hand and pulled him into his embrace.
Sailub turned his head, kissed Pon’s face lightly and depressingly continued, “The situation at that time… Obviously, I should have proposed marriage.”
Sailub did not say it, but Pon knew that he was talking about the day he gave the ring to him.
It was also in this room and at that time.
That day, they’d just kissed, and Sailub handed him a ring box.
It was Sailub’s sincerity.
He had said that he could use it as a toy and had him hold onto it first.
It was clearly written in the ring box, on this joyous occasion, May the couple grow old together, deeply in love.
That was Sailub’s sincere desire in this lifetime.
It was the first time Sailub had fallen in love with someone.
When he was young, his pure heart had been worn out during the years of fighting against the world.
After understanding his feelings, he overthought things for the first time.
His mature mentality and body were incompatible with his first love for someone.
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FanfictionIn order to advance his career, Sailub Hemmawich married Thanapon Aiemkumchai, a man who not only recently became an adult, but was also younger than him by a little over ten years. Since he didn't want to lead the kid astray, Sailub upgraded to a s...