TO SHOU WITH LOVE

75 - BACKING OUT

The surroundings quieted down, and Sailub couldn’t tell whether it was because he couldn’t hear anymore or if Thanapon had walked too far away.

The interrogation was over, everything was over, he should feel relieved.

With Thanapon’s temperament, what he said, he would follow through.

The state of restless loss of control in these days could finally be completely shaken off, and Sailub could return to being the calm and composed person he used to be.

Yes… He should feel relieved, but why did he feel even more blocked in his heart?

The ringing in his ears grew louder, making Sailub unable to calm down, feeling his ears clogged and his chest even more congested.

The feeling of powerless exhaustion once again surrounded him from all directions.

He leaned his back against the wall, closed his eyes.

After a while, the unbearable ringing in his ears subsided slightly.

He struggled to calm himself down, opened his eyes, and slowly walked back.

Climbing the steps to the studio, Sailub took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the studio.

Liz, sitting in the room, stood up, leaned over the front desk, and looked at him with some curiosity. “So, did he find you?”

Sailub didn’t say anything, just shook his head.

“P'Sai, you don’t know, this kid is really smart. I just said you weren’t here, and it’s like he could tell I was lying. He stared at me straight for a while, making me nervous…”

Liz’s tone was
light-hearted, treating the matter as a joke, but halfway through, she noticed Sailub’s expression wasn’t quite right and stopped.

Sailub forced a smile and gestured upstairs. “I’ll go upstairs first.”

“Oh…” Liz nodded.

At the end of the first floor, in the recording studio, Pavel poked his head out. “P'Sai, don’t rush, come help me listen to a song.”

Then he waved to Liz. “Liz, come over and help listen too.”

With a slightly hoarse voice, Sailub cleared his throat, about to say something, but Pavel had already walked over, put his arm around him, and pulled him into the recording studio without waiting for a response. “Come on, come on, we can’t do without you. Today’s been a mess, I’m about to explode… Oh, by the way, your little friend came by just now. I wanted him to help listen too, but he just left without a word after closing the door. Was he here to see you?”

Sailub nodded, not wanting to continue discussing this.

He changed the subject, “Which song is it?”

“Just this one,” Pavel handed the music score to Sailub, “In the chorus here, listen if it lacks a bit of energy.”

Sailub took the music score from him, put on the headphones, and the recording engineer beside him played the just-recorded version for him to listen to.

The ringing in his ears persisted, and his eardrums were still clogged, but there was no problem hearing the sound in the headphones.

It’s just that usually when he listened to music, he could focus immediately.

But this time, those melodies and vocals seemed to float in his ears, blocked by the thick eardrums, refusing to enter his mind.

“Sailub Hemmawich, do you feel like you’re stringing me along?”