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Extra-Sailub's Perspective

(Little Tip: There's a little spicy scene at the end, quietly don't make a fuss about it.)

In the Past Life

The day Pon died in my arms, I regretted it.

The blood he coughed up stained my shirt, spilling all over the ground.

At that moment, I finally understood what it meant to have a "broken heart."

Once, I thought Pon had killed many people, his hands stained with blood.

It wasn't that I wanted to doubt him, but the flawless evidence lay before me, and I had no choice but to question him.

I could only persuade him repeatedly to turn back and repent.

I could protect him, I was willing to protect him.

If the subject was him.

Because whether as a friend or a secret admirer, I absolutely did not want to see him end up in prison.

But in Pon's eyes, there was a kind of grievance I couldn't comprehend, and he stubbornly pushed me away again and again.

Eventually, he grew impatient and slapped me across the face, saying directly:

"Get lost, don't interfere with me."

"...."

Even so, I never had the thought of wanting to kill him.

Later, I started cleaning up after him, handling those spies for him.

I knew it was wrong, but who let him be Thanapon Aiemkumchai?

Then Davika returned to the country. I never loved her.

I also didn't understand who could fall in love with someone just because of a few comforting words and some sweets.

At most, it was just gratitude.

The outside world said she was my white moonlight, and I couldn't be bothered to correct them.

Until Pon started getting close to her.

Every time I saw him chatting and laughing with Davika at a banquet, it felt like he was chained.

I just wanted to pull him over, cuff him to the bed, and kiss him senseless.

At that time, I thought there would come a day when I couldn't hold back anymore

Once I couldn't hold back, I would definitely do it.
.........

Unfortunately, I never got to wait for that day.

Way called me, casually saying:

"Thanapon is about to die, do you want to come see him?"

Pon... was about to die.

Pon... was dying?

My breath suddenly caught in my throat.

At that moment, I was stuck on a ring road in Kanchanaburi and jumped out of the car, desperately running toward the suburban villa.

Pon had been missing for a week, and I had been searching for him for a week.

But I never expected... It would be Way.

That crazy bastard!

I would kill him!

Kill him!

By the time I reached the basement, Pon was already on the verge of death.

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