COLD RAIN

CHAPTER 31

The sleeping man didn’t move and Sailub felt at ease and even more happy that he could finally touch him.

Approaching him when he was awake was out of question.

He had to be mentally prepared to be ignored when he said something.

Although this silent resistance was frustrating, it also indirectly proved that the little fool had not forgotten him.

Only when you can’t forget someone will you feel resentment, and only when you are full of resentment, will you resist. Hate is caused by love. It was better to be hated by him than to be forgotten by him.

Sailub didn’t expect that one day he would comfort himself with the wonderful logic he had seen in a script.

Smiling bitterly, he held that hand tighter.

God treated him well after all.

He would make up for his mistakes one by one. Since he was given the opportunity to hold this hand, he would never let go.

It rained until the second half of the night.

When Pon opened his eyes, Sailub was putting down the tent curtain that had been opened.

When he saw him wake up, he said, “The rain just stopped, go to sleep for a while.”

Pon didn’t answer. He pressed his palm to the tent cloth and checked it.

It really didn’t rain, so he sat up and packed his things.

Sailub couldn’t persuade him and helped him to clean up.

The blanket was not tied with a rope anymore and was too big to fit into the backpack.

Sailub held it under his arm. He also put away the tent and carried it on his back. Pon was going to grab it but he walked forward in big strides and only left a pack of unopened biscuits for Pon, “You
can take this. You must eat before you go down the mountain.”

Pon didn’t bother to pay attention to his unreasonable “orders”, put the biscuits in his pocket and walked on his own.

It was still dark, and the potholed uneven road was covered with a layer of rain, making it almost as difficult to walk on as when it rained.

Sailub led the way, but his hand with a flashlight was stretched behind him to show Pon the way.

After walking for a while, Pon felt uncomfortable.

He used his mobile phone to turn on the flashlight and said, “I have a flashlight, so you can light the road for yourself.”

Sailub turned his head when he heard his voice and there was a smile on his face in the beam of light, “Okay, then follow me and be careful.”

After a while, Pon realized that he smiled because he thought he cared about him.

He hesitated but didn’t clarify it after all.

The more you talk about it, the more guilty you feel.

Their current relationship was at best just one of casual acquaintances and it was perfectly natural to be indifferent.

Passing the only public restroom on the mountain along the way, Sailub turned his head and asked, “Do you need to go?”

Even though it had been half an afternoon and almost the whole night, Pon felt that he could hold back for a while, so he shook his head and said, “No need.”

He wanted to continue to walk and go down the mountain as soon as possible, but who knew that Sailub would turn back, step in front of Pon and handed the blanket to him, “Wait for me.”