BLINDED BY LOVE

GOSSIP

The next day, Pon successfully acquired two dark circles under his eyes.

He had stayed up too late the previous night, and even after getting up, he was absent-minded, as if sleepwalking while washing up.

He cupped a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, droplets hanging on his eyebrows and nose, but when he looked up, he still saw a restless face in the mirror.

When he left, Pon, out of some subtle thoughts, deliberately dawdled for a while.

But it seemed like today was deliberately going against him.

Just as he stepped out, almost simultaneously, Sailub’s door also opened.

The two met in the narrow corridor.

Sailub wore a dark long coat, with the smoke-gray scarf he gave him wrapped around his neck.

The smoke-gray color particularly complemented his pale skin.

Even in the dim indoors, Sailub seemed to shine brightly.

Pon sadly felt his heart skip a beat.

“Why are you late today?” Pon didn’t dare to look at Sailub directly, turning his face slightly and asking vaguely.

Sailub closed the door. With one hand, he swung his backpack onto his shoulder, while the other reached out to Pon, “I usually leave early, but today I’m a bit late. I’ll take you to work on my way.”

He said it casually.

His hand was spread out in front of Pon, palm facing up.

Pon looked at this hand, inexplicably feeling a moment of hesitation.

His Adam’s apple rolled, involuntarily swallowing saliva.

But Sailub just looked at him calmly, completely unaware of what was going on beneath his seemingly innocent face.

Pon deflated again.

He put his hand on top, the backpack slipping a bit on his shoulder and hanging on his arm.
“Then I’ll trouble you.” He murmured, a bit dejected.

It was almost October, and the air was gradually losing its heat, becoming slightly cooler.

Pon sat behind Sailub, unsure of how to hold on.

He used to have his arm around Sailub’s waist, very straightforwardly, although a bit proud, but he didn’t think it was ambiguous.

Now, however, he always felt like he was taking advantage of Sailub.

It wasn’t until Sailub urged him that he reluctantly held his waist.
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Pon was restless at work that day.

The impact of falling for Sailub was greater than he had imagined.

He even played several wrong notes on the piano in the afternoon.

Fortunately, the customers in the store were either busy with their phones or chatting, so most of them didn’t notice him.

Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, supposed to be a time for family reunion and longing, but for some reason, there were more and more couples in the store every day, holding hands at the counter when paying.

A couple came to the counter to buy cakes, the girl in a white sweater, wearing a fluffy hat on her head, cutely pointing at the small cakes in the display cabinet, hesitating over which one to choose.

The boyfriend, also handsome, seemed to be a nearby college student, grinned foolishly, saying they should buy both, and he’d eat whatever she couldn’t finish.