BLINDED BY LOVE

SMOKING

That night, Sailub first went to buy a light bulb and helped Pon fix the light in his room.

Pon didn’t know anything, so he could only hold a flashlight on the side.

He watched Sailub skillfully remove the buckle, unplug the wires, and work efficiently without any delay, and he couldn’t help but feel the same admiration as Sammy.

Indeed, a man who was good at household chores.

He thought to himself, feeling a bit amused, and just a few minutes later, he heard Sailub say, “Done.”

Sailub jumped down from the table and flicked the switch back on.

With a snap, the room lit up again as bright as day.

The sudden increase in brightness was a bit dazzling.

Pon squinted his eyes and silently gave Sailub a thumbs up.

Sitting in the now bright room, Pon called Lee Asre on the business card.

“…Yes, Mr. Lee, I would like to try a class first,” Pon said without beating around the bush, “To be honest, I don’t have any teaching experience, and I’m afraid I might ruin the good seedling in your family. You also need to get to know me. If the first class doesn’t work out, you don’t have to pay me.”

Lee Asre laughed on the other end, “That won’t happen. You must be paid the salary you deserve. You don’t need to teach him anything. We’ll find a main teacher for him later. You just need to accompany him in practicing the piano.”

Feeling more reassured after hearing this, Pon agreed. He was just accompanying the prince to study.

Lee Asre gave Pon the address.

Botanic Garden.

It was a high-end residential area in City C.

Sailub watched as Pon quickly noted down the address, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit strange.

He thought that Pon, being a sheltered flower, would soon grow tired of the hardships outside and would return home before long.

But Pon’s work attitude had always been very upright, whether it was working in the restaurant or this time going to accompany someone. He didn’t seem like he was just trying out life temporarily.

As he thought about it, with nothing else to do, he subconsciously lit a cigarette.

But as the smoke rose, he suddenly remembered that this wasn’t his own room.

Fortunately, the window was wide open, so he wasn’t worried about bothering Pon. He was about to put out the cigarette when he heard Pon cheering from the other side.

He paused, looking up.
Pon was originally sitting cross-legged by the window, but now he stood up, ran over to him, and sat back down, presenting something like a treasure to him, saying, “I’ll try the class this Sunday. Can you accompany me at 3 p.m.?”

Pon was a bit embarrassed, after all, it might take up Sailub’s time.

But he really wanted someone to accompany him.

Feeling a bit odd, Sailub said, “I’m available.”

Since both Pon and Sailub had Sundays off, it wasn’t a problem.

Pon couldn’t help but smile, revealing the sweet  smile on his face.
“You’re really nice,” Pon said, his voice unintentionally carrying a bit of dependence on someone close, like how he talked to his siblings at home.

Sailub chuckled meaningfully again.

This kid really was like a child.

This was the second time today he had heard Pon say this.