HATE YOU, LOVE YOU

SPICY

Senior brother, you really can't eat anything spicy ah.....

.......

The freshmen's speeches are all cliches.

If before, Pon would start yawning for a minute. Now three minutes have passed, and he is still forced very focused.

When Pon realized this, he felt inexplicably unhappy. He retracted his gaze and started playing with his phone. He could control himself not to look but he had no way of blocking out the voices of his two roommates.

Michael. "Sailub's looks are really top-tier. Just look at his face, waist, legs... and then look at the way the female freshmen are looking at him. It's no different from the way they look at grandpa Vajiralongkorn's  banknotes. I wonder if he already has a girlfriend by now."

Pon's fingers paused.

Sailub does not have a girlfriend, but has a husband, so you ask if you are not afraid.

Benz, "Why do you always look at people's waist and legs? Be careful. I tell your wife."

Michael shook his index finger, "You know what, I am called a pair of eyes that discover beauty, where are you going?"

"Go to a place where I can't hear you."

Benz and Michael looked at each other.
"Old Mike, are you lame? You have to praise Sailub in front of Pon..."

Michael looked innocent, "Then I will just say it casually. But no matter how good Sailub is, my love for PonPon will not diminish at all!"

For a while, Pon forgot that he had sneaked in, and walked openly from the back row.

Fortunately, everyone else was sitting with their backs to him, and no one noticed his existence.

Except for Sailub on the podium.

Sailub's voice paused inaudibly.

At the end of the freshman's speech, Sailub bowed slightly and walked off the stage amidst the applause.

Pon was about to concentrate on appreciating the speech of their elementary school bully, and was  was about to put his mobile phone away when he received Sailub's WeChat.

S : Senior brother came to see me?

PonPon: No, go away, I'll kill you!

S: You stand still.

PonPon: 🤔

S: I'm gone.

PonPon: ? ? ?

On the stage, Garfield stood behind the podium and began his first speech in his life.

Pon raised his phone, thinking about taking a few photos as a souvenir, when suddenly he heard someone whisper in his ear, "Senior brother."

Pon was so surprised, the phone almost fell off, turned around and saw Sailub, and whispered, "Where the fuck did you come from, scared your Phaaw."

"I walked around from outside."

The corner was quite big, two big men huddled together, Pon could even smell Sailub's body.

It was the smell of laundry detergent, faint, fresh, like the scent of jasmine, with a little nice smell.

Pon pushed Sailub with his elbow, "Is there just this piece of land left on the earth? Stay away from Phaaw."

"But senior brother," Sailub pointed to the camera hanging in the air, "Other places will be photographed."

"Then you roll back to your position."