TO SHOU WITH LOVE

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Sailub stood still, watching Thanapon’s figure on the motorcycle getting farther and farther away in a matter of seconds until it disappeared.

He had initially planned to chat with Thanapon about music, about their future lives, but it seemed that Thanapon had no such intention at all.

Well, it’s not like they can’t meet again in the future.

After standing for a while, he withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked slowly towards his own front door.

Using fingerprint recognition to unlock, Sailub pushed the door and entered, changed his shoes, and walked to the sofa, sitting down.

Tilting his head back against the sofa back, he stared somewhat absentmindedly at the bright ceiling light.

Even though they could meet again in the future, why did he feel a sense of loss…

When other bands were eliminated in the previous few matches, he almost had no feelings.

Although he was nominally a mentor in this program, the relationship between mentors and bands was often not as close as colleagues in a collaborative performance.

But perhaps it was because in these short two months, Thanapon had accompanied him through ups and downs, and he had also accompanied Thanapon through ups and downs.

For Sailub, Asperatus was no longer just a band with a brief intersection in the program.

I wonder what Ping will finally say to give a satisfactory answer.

What kind of response will it be?

Sailub took a glance at his phone, but Ping still hadn’t sent a message.

On the other hand, Way sent another message.

After being ruthlessly rebuked by Thanaponi that time, Way had later tried to call Sailub, but he didn’t answer.

He also tried to send messages to Sailub, but Sailub never opened and read any of them.

But now, he opened Way’s profile, casually browsed through the chat interface, and found that over the past month, Way had sent quite a few messages intermittently.

The content was mostly the same, essentially expressing a desire to meet and talk properly with Sailub.

Tonight’s message was no different: “Sai, I’ve finished shooting the first part of the drama and have returned to Bangkok. Can we meet?”

After staring at the message for a moment, Sailub lightly touched the screen with his thumb.

After a few taps, he deleted Way from his list of friends.

Originally, he hadn’t deleted Way.

On one hand, he felt that they were both adults, and they were both in the same circle, so their relationship wouldn’t be too strained.

On the other hand, when he moved in a hurry, he was worried that the maid would mix up their things and they would need to contact each other later.

But now, looking at the messages Way had sent, he just felt annoyed, so he simply deleted him.

The business at the Atsadang Bar tonight was a bit quiet, and at a glance, many booths were empty.

Thanapon carried a portion of fried noodles he bought from a street shop, pushed the door open, and walked in, seeing Belle sitting at the bar talking to someone.

Belle also saw him and waved to him, gesturing for him to come over.

Thanapon walked over and called out, “Sister Belle.”