Three days had passed when Sailub took the repaired guitar with Thanapon.
Setting aside the talkative nature of Uncle Luke, he was quite reliable.
Uncle Luke's full name was Luke Plowden. He was a friend of Sailub's father, and they were both members of the same band when they were young.
Sailub's father, Alan, was the conductor of the band, while Uncle Luke played the classical guitar in the string section.
As for Uncle Win, Win Metawin, he was a guitar maker. He studied guitar crafting abroad with a master when he was young, then returned to Thailand and established his own guitar brand.
Besides that, he also crafted a small number of handmade guitars every year.
The details of the relationship between Uncle Luke and Uncle Win were not clear to Sailub.
He only remembered that when he used to visit Uncle Luke, he often encountered Uncle Win as well. The two of them would frequently quarrel, and just as quickly reconcile.
Before Sailub could figure out what had happened, they would make up because of a single sentence.
Later on, for some unknown reason, their relationship began to become somewhat distant, and Uncle Win didn't visit Uncle Luke as often.
Sailub asked Uncle Luke about the reason, but Uncle Luke skillfully avoided the topic with laughter, refusing to elaborate.
Despite the apparent distance, when one of them encountered any trouble, the other would always be the first to step forward and help.
When Sailub was young, he didn't understand the relationship between these two individuals. It was only as he grew older that he vaguely guessed a bit about it but couldn't be certain.
Over the years, Sailub watched Uncle Luke leave the band, establish his own company, transform from a classical guitarist into a successful businessman.
Nowadays, he held shares in numerous music companies, and three years ago, when Sailub established his own studio, Uncle Luke also lent substantial support.
However, despite Uncle Luke's seemingly smooth journey, every time Sailub visited him, he felt a sense of loneliness.
Perhaps loneliness is a common state of life, Sailub thought, staring out of the car window, lost in his own thoughts.
The car turned left into Atsadang Slope Street.
Through the car window, Sailub saw a group of children gathered at the street corner, seemingly engrossed in something.
In a flash, he identified the focal point sitting on the top step-it was unexpectedly Tania with her mushroom hairstyle.
With the children's heads blocking the view, Sailub could only see Tania lowering her head, the fringes of her hair covering half of her face.
The exposed half of her face looked serious, showing an absorbed expression.
"Uncle Toh, stop the car." Sailub asked the driver to pull over, opened the car door, and walked towards the group of children.
He was curious about what Tania was doing that had attracted the attention of these kids.
Approaching, he saw Tania holding a phone, rapidly tapping on the screen with both hands.
Several boys next to her looked excited, shouting enthusiastically:
"Run, someone is ganking!"
"Flash, quickly use your flash!"
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TO SHOU WITH LOVE
FanfictionA reckless and prepared to sting instrumental performer (gong) x a gentle and mature mentor (shou). On Sailub Hemmawich's twenty-ninth birthday, his friends in the circle organized a small birthday party for him. Outside the window, the sound of ra...
