Lost Memory Of Love

Chapter 15. Boyfriends

A land rover with flashing speeds through the highway, passing one car after another.

Helen is sitting quietly in the passenger seat. He opens the vanity mirror, brushes his hair, and then takes out a wet napkin and wipes his face.

Prapai watches him until he finishes and closes the vanity mirror.

"You have quite the time. You're not afraid of dying?"

"Of course I am."He applies the lip balm on his lips.

"But have you not heard of the saying? At critical times, a person needs to have even more composure in order to grasp the situation."Helen leans back on the luxurious seat and responds lazily.

He is actually a bit nervous, but being nervous doesn't help anything. Therefore, he's trying his best to relax, so the way he talks also seems upbeat.

With his hands on the steering wheel, Prapai reveals a smile with his eyes on the road.

"Mm, it makes sense."

It's afternoon. The sun pierces through the car windows. After driving for a while, Prapai glances at him.

Under the bright sunlight, his face seems even fairer white and refreshing. His fringes do look tidier after he brushes them with his hands, revealing his eyebrows under them; his facial features are even more captivating. But his seating position is nowhere near being refined; he's leaning crookedly with his arms lowered on each side.

Prapai taps his finger lightly on the steering wheel and shifts his eyes away.

Helen's iPad makes a sound. He takes it out from his bag. He swipes the screen a few times and stares at it with full concentration, "Rain has sent the information over!"

He tells Prapai as he reads, "They've found the info. This competition was organized and sponsored by someone on the CS forum three months ago. There's also a very big monetary reward, which attracted a lot of people to sign up. In the end, the organizer picked eight members to participate. Rain and the IT team are already working on tracking down the sponsor's IP, but just like the previous few times, they might not find anything."

He lifts his head and his eyes meet prapai.

Without a doubt, it's possible that this mysterious sponsor is T.

"Furthermore, the sponsor did not announce the final list of participants and details on the forum, so Rain and the others are still investigating."

Prapai nods.

They both are quiet for a while before Prapai says, "There are two important details from T's letter today."

Helen nods, "The first is the word, 'outcome.' He said: 'at that time, no matter what the outcome is.' This means that he wants to have an outcome through this event. This outcome may be the truth to something or a punishment to some people. At this point, the people that T wants to punish must be from those eight participants. And T may be hiding in the dark, watching everything that's happening on the mountain, or he may be one of the eight participants too."

Helen closes his eyes, "Just imagine: when the sound of a gunshot is heard, everyone will think that it's a game, but someone will fall to the ground from being shot, and the killer is among us. The fear of dying will engulf each one of us--he purposely organized this competition, 'Battle Royal.' It shows that someone from the group of participants has once brought him or his loved one this kind of fear and hurt."

Helen opens his eyes and looks at him, "And why do you think he insisted us two to participate?"

Prapai doesn't answer, but asks instead, "you must have done something bad."