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Part " 3 "

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The car arrived and entered the courtyard of the house. Pravat got out carrying Ated and stepped into the house, but he stopped after hearing the voice of his older brother, who was stepping into the garden and heading towards him. When he arrived, he was surprised and saw that Pravat was carrying someone. He moved the coat away from his face a little and stared at the boy, without saying anything.

Warut walked away, allowing his younger brother to pass. Pravat entered, climbed the stairs, and headed down the hallway to the last room with a dark brown door. The guard opened the door for him to let Pravat in. He gently placed Ated on the bed, took the coat away, and checked his wound.

He noticed some wound marks on his wrist and some burns on his forearm. He checked both hands to see that they bore the same marks. He pulled the covers over him and moved towards the table. He held the remote control to adjust the air conditioner temperature in order to balance the room temperature, talking to the guard.

(Virutt, this Ated will remain under your guard and you will take care of him. If he wakes up, inform me, and if he wakes up in my absence, do not give him anything and do not speak to him until I return and speak to him myself, understood?)

Virutt

(Understood sir)

Pravat left the room and went down to the living room, where his older brother was waiting for him. He saw him sitting on the sofa in sports clothes, his hair flowing almost short, his bright yellow eyes, his beautiful face, and his almost full lips.

He turned his attention to Pravat, who came forward and sat opposite him. Warut remained silent, waiting for Pravat to explain what he had seen before. A little while, so that the younger one can speak up and tell him what happened in the cemetery, so that the older one can alert him

(Pravat, be careful and do not involve yourself in something that will take you to the abyss. You know that my father and mother left for an important matter outside the country, right? Try to solve the problem quickly and return this young man to his family. And don't think that this boy is Ated. Ated is dead so don't build your dreams on nothing, do you understand??)

Pravat lowered his head and did not answer his brother because he knew that the elder was right, he nodded and left the house, after Pravat left, Warut went up to Ated's room to find the guard arranging the cover for him, Virutt moved away to approach Warut and stare at him and how he looked then he stood up straight and put his hands in his pockets, he took one of them out and removed the strands of hair from Ated's face, and spoke speaking

(You look a lot like him, are you really Ated? What about the boy who burned inside the house? Oh my god, it's very complicated)

He left the room and went down to the garden, Ated was half awake and could hear the voices around him and even the movement of his body and felt the warmth of Pravat's body and even felt Warut's fingers that moved his hair but he did not know who they were and did not know why he did not wake up even though his consciousness was awake and he felt those around him.