Chapter 41- Where are your keys?

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After he finished his sentence, he actually flattened his mouth and shed a series of tears.  

Arthit thought he was already disgusted with him for pretending to be innocent, but when he saw him like this, his heart felt bitter again.

He turned his face away, not wanting to look at him anymore.  

Kongpob saw his evasion, but he was aggravated even more.

His arms and legs stretched a little tighter on Arthit, and with a trembling voice he whispered into his ear, "Please don't hate me okay...please...just don't hate me. " 

It was as if he'd lost all pride in his whispered tone.

Arthit's heart ached as he was reminded of their current situation, and he looked over at Kongpob with exasperation.  

The night was dark, but this close enough for him to see Kongpob's face clearly.

After so many days, the redness and swelling from the day Kongpob was beaten up by Knot had subsided, and his face had become impeccable again. A good-looking man, even if he was a crying mess, would still not be a mess, and might even call for a softening of the heart.  

But Arthit's heart was so riddled with holes that he'd almost forgotten what a soft heart really felt like.

He closed his eyes, shutting out Kongpob's pitiful expression before lowering his voice to speak, "Too bad I'm going to disappoint you, the thing I regret most in my life, is meeting you." 

Even though he was already drunk, Kongpob's heart still strangled fiercely at his words, so even the arm holding Arthit became trembling.

Arthit reached out and pushed him away, getting up from the ground.

Upon seeing this, Kongpob stumbled to his feet, reached out and grabbed Arthit who wanted to leave, and asked jealously, "Is it because of Knot?"

Arthit didn't even bother to pay attention to him when he started to make trouble again, so he shrugged him off and continued walking.  

But the drunken Kongpob was even more difficult than usual, and even though he could hardly stand still, he still stubbornly chased after him and wouldn't stop until he got an answer, "What's your relationship with him? Do you like him? Why does he send you back every day?"

That one question after another finally brought Arthit's anger to its fullest, and he spun around and swung a punch at Kongpob's chest, causing him to stagger and nearly fall over. 

"Will you sober up? This has nothing to do with anyone else. Can you please leave Knot out of this? Unlike you, I don't just hook up with friends! Besides, you're the one who left in the first place, do I have to keep it for you..."

"Ugh-" don't know if it was because of his punch, but Kongpob held him up and clattered and vomited all over the two of them, so preoccupied with the pain he didn't hear what Arthit was saying.  

Arthit closed his eyes and pushed the man away.

Kongpob finally couldn't hold on this time and went limp back to the floor.  

He had just been drinking this wine for a short time and hadn't eaten anything else, so the taste wasn't too strong, but the pain was real, and sitting on the floor, he couldn't help but bend down and dry heave twice, looking like he really didn't have the energy to dwell on Arthit any longer.

"Unbelievable!" Arthit turned with a low curse and walked away.  

But he didn't get very far, but his steps slowed down again.

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