Don't Mess With Anol

Reality Check

The long vacation passed so peacefully, I stayed in my room, cleaning. cooking, exercising, trying to find something to do to force myself to relax, but unfortunately my mind was still distracted by things related to King.

He called me on the Sunday night after the blind date, but he didn't say anything, just invited me to go play or go to the movies the next day. I thought he would want to apologize to me so I made an excuse that I was very tired and just want to rest in my own apartment. Actually, I'm not lying to him, after all I'm really tired right now....

Staring at the popular foreign series playing on my laptop, I couldn't help but sigh, I just opened the laptop and put it aside letting it play for hours, I couldn't focus on each episode. In my own mind, this is my fault. In the first place, I shouldn't have had high hopes. I don't even have the right to feel guilty. I have no right to interfere in his life. Actually, I don't have the qualifications in the first place.

'Friends with benefits'. The name says it all, we are just bed and sex buddies, King can do whatever he wants with whoever he wants and so can I. That's what I asked for from the start. I just felt uncomfortable that King went to someone else, and the most ridiculous thing was that I made so many rules to protect myself, but in the end, I am afraid of these rules....

The dark sky outside was mixed with eerie dark red rain clouds, and the lights in the building's opposite were turned off one by one as time passed. I glanced at the clock on my laptop, it was almost midnight, so I turned off the lights and laptop. After I turned on the bedside lamp. I went to turn off the light in the room.

I glanced at my bedroom in the dim light. My apartment measures 36 square meters and only has a small bedroom. But somehow the bedroom looks emptier than usual today, not sure if it's because I'm depressed or because there's no one here.

I curled up on the side of the bed and pulled the blanket over myself. At this moment, the bed was also extraordinarily spacious than usual. Without a tall and straight person sleeping next to me; without anyone to comfort me and beg for a hug. I kept reminding myself that I have to go to work tomorrow. I wanted to close my eyes and sleep, but because of my inner confusion, I tossed around. Looks like I have decided to go crazy.

"P'Uea! P'Uea!"

"...mmh'?" My shoulders shook violently.

Right now, I'm waiting in line to buy coffee at the coffee shop under the office building. I turned around in surprise and saw a junior programmer standing behind me. He is wearing a white plaid T-shirt; the lower body is also fitted with casual jeans. Maybe because he rides a motorbike to work, his hairstyle looks a bit messy.

Our company doesn't have any special requirements for clothes, so in the past 3 years, I haven't seen anyone other than Gun among other colleagues wearing shirts and trousers to work.

"Hello P'Uea." After Gun raised his hand to greet me, he looked at my face doubtfully, "It's been a long vacation, why are you still back with a sullen face? Are you sleepy? P 'Uea?"

"A little." My answer is short.

Even though I'm in the same department as him, I rarely have a chance to chat with him alone. No matter how bad I was at speaking, I didn't feel awkward because other people always spoke first, and this time was no exception.

Gun: "It's so frustrating to have to go back to work after only one week of vacation! Where did you go during the holidays?"

Me: "I didn't go anywhere; just sleeping in my room."

"Same to me! I was not in the mood to play out, I just got dumped again, for the third time this year, P'Uea, do you think I'm too ugly!"

He looked at me sullenly and frustrated, in my eyes, Gun is not bad at all, his personality is funny and easygoing, but I always hear this junior often complain about being dumped. Sometimes I feel that Gun's love luck is bad like mine.