TO SHOU WITH LOVE

18 - AVENGED

Half an hour later, Sailub and Dr. Benz walked out of the corridor, both wearing masks.

Noticing Sailub scanning the area with his eyes, Thanapon took off his earphones and stood up from his seat, walking towards them.

"...After you go back, make sure to rest well. Don't overexert yourself, especially during the change of seasons. Be sure to avoid catching a cold or getting a fever again," Thanapon heard the doctor advising Sailub like this.

Seeing Thanapon approaching, Dr. Benz quickly stopped talking, only adding, "In any case, make sure to adjust your condition well," with a somewhat worried tone.

"Yeah, I got it," Sailub responded, still lacking energy, but his voice didn't seem as hoarse as before.

Dr. Benz patted Sailub's shoulder. "Well, Sai, I'll head back first. If you need anything, contact me anytime."

"Thanks, Benz," Sailub nodded. "You go ahead and get busy."

After saying this, he looked at Thanapon. "Let's go."

As they walked out of the hospital, Thanapon saw Sailub's car parked at the entrance.

The driver got out of the car and opened the rear door for Sailub.

Thanapon stopped in his tracks. "Then I'll leave first."

"Come with me for a bit," before Thanapon could step away, Sailub spoke, "You have something at my place."

Thanapon glanced at him. "What something?"

"Sheet music."

Sheet music? Thanapon didn't remember having any sheet music at Sailub's place.

"I found it at your doorstep," Sailub said lightly, "I guess it's something important to you."

Thanapon was slightly taken aback.

Judging from his reaction, he seemed to have guessed which sheet music it was. Sailub thought.

And indeed, that sheet music seemed to be important to Thanapon, otherwise, he wouldn't have readily agreed to get into the car with him.

The interior of the car had good sound insulation, and the outside sounds were almost inaudible.

Occasionally, there would be slight tire noises from inside the car.

The car smoothly traveled on the road, with Sailub and Thanapon sitting in the back.

At first, neither of them spoke. After a while, Sailub looked out the window and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where did the photos come from?"

Of course, Thanapon knew he was asking about the photos of Way and his assistant.

With the spacious rear space, he leaned against the back seat, stretched his legs slightly forward, and calmly said, "Stolen."

Sailub turned his head to look directly at him, but Thanapon kept his eyes on the front seat, ignoring his gaze.

"Why did you send it to me?" Sailub asked again.

"Because I don't like you," Thanapon said bluntly.

Sailub's gaze lingered on his face for a few seconds before turning away. "Do you dislike me a lot?"

Thanapon remained silent.

In fact, he wasn't entirely sure of the answer to that question.

Did he dislike Sailub? It didn't seem so.
But Sailub seemed to interpret his silence as agreement and asked again, "Why?"