Tharn Type Seven Years (Eng) Chapter 2

 

 

 "Still angry?"

 

"I'm not angry!"

 

"Yeah, believe the devil, early in the morning was as tight as your butt!"

 

Early the next morning, which was also the last day of the week that Tharn was off, but this did not represent that this was also a holiday for Type. A caretaker boyfriend, Tharn, early in the morning, left his bed to drive Type to the hospital, but the two people on the street did not say a word.

 

Actually, Type also thought about it, because right now he was really sleepy, he wanted to go to sleep, didn't want to go to work, thinking back about what he did to his boyfriend last night, it was really a bit. excessive.

 

Want to ask what he ended up doing ..... Step down his husband on the bed!

 

Didn't he say that last night like that was very lacking ?! Type thought in anger.

 

In the end, Tharn furiously hugged his pillow and blankets and ran to the book room next to the bedroom, but since he was really sleepy last night, so ... he was also lazy to soothe people.

 

This morning the mood has recovered a lot, more opponents took the initiative to get up early to take him to work, eventually Type can only helplessly sigh.

 

"Ok, I admit I was a bit too much last night."

 

"..."

 

"What are you going out with a drunk person? Are you an awake person going to a fight with a drunk guy?" Ohhhh, and even in a fight, Type really wanted to spit a mouthful of blood on the opponent's face.

 

That's right, I'm not drunk, but I'm so tired, you bastard finally understand!

 

Living together for many years, in life will eventually have many conflicts with each other. Type looked at the opponent angrily, could only remind himself to be calm, not fire, then shook his head, saying:

 

"Yeah, I compare to the drunk, I'm wrong."

 

"..."

 

Shit, I got it wrong and you're still not happy?

 

"You don't even want to say that you want one now? Want a cold war?"

 

"My waist hurts!" The offspring are not good speaking

 

"Later ..."

 

"That's because you kicked me down on the bed!"

 

"Speaking like you have never hurt my waist before, my waist is about to break to where I have not blamed you yet!"

 

"Maybe the same?"

 

The type that really wants to scold him is not the same! It's just that I don't want to argue again, furthermore from the morning till now he doesn't stop rubbing his waist, he's really twisted, so he tries to calm himself down.

 

"Alright alright, tomorrow I'll rest, you can think whatever you want." Type Type ended up with a "selfish" side by side.

 

Once, Type felt himself a rather selfish person, Tharn always followed him, everything followed him. But carefully reflect on it, each time it was like Tharn giving in to his wishes ... the basic fact was that the fire spread, in the end the opponent's ploy was still successful ... like this time.

 

"No appointment No?

 

"In case he doesn't quarrel with him, don't come looking for me to release the anger."

 

"Wow, can't you not handle the two of them?"

 

"Say it like I want to manage it, every time is No to Line to find me!" Type impatiently replied back. This dead friends has been dating for a year now, every time the two quarreled, Techno ran to find him, with the good thought that he could help him solve all the emotional issues. .

 

Who does he think he is? Nang Kwak Goddess or an expert in family affairs? I don't even want to say my house affair is hanging by a hair!

 

"Tomorrow I won't let No come, I'm tired too, just want to rest quietly at home." In the end, Type answered so. Tharn heard it excitedly, thinking about a week ago, except for not having sex with each other, the life of the two seemed to be different from their work. What together. Last week Tharn went on a business trip, returned to sleep and didn't know what the moon was about, basically there was no time to talk to each other.

 

"Then let's go out to eat tomorrow."

 

Waiting for Tharn to be satisfied, the corners of his mouth lifted up into a happy laugh. He played the music that had been downloaded in the car, the whole way listening to music driving. Type also so relaxed a lot, he leaned his head on the chair closed his eyes to care for him. Tharn did not mind, until the car drove to the front of the hospital.

 

 

 

"Ah, um, is it here? Thank you for bringing me."

 

Waiting for the car to come to a complete stop, Type used to speak in astonishing speed, then opened the door to get out of the car when he was grabbed by the enemy again. He turned his head to look at the opponent, then thought again and added a sentence:

 

"There's no kiss goodbye today, I'm late for work."

 

Tharn smiled brightly, his mood expression was extremely good, compared to the face of the low pressure this morning was indeed like two people.

 

"No kiss, no kiss, I'll make up tomorrow ... I have to remind you tonight."

 

"Tonight?" Type a suspicious face, echoing Tharn's words, the latter immediately put on a "I knew you will forget it" look, then continued to remind the person who was late for work.

 

"We're meeting Tum tonight."

 

"Ah ... there is Tar too!"

 

The boyfriend mentioned the name of the person who was no longer looking at each other's faces but has now made up, Type opposite "A" for a long time. To mention the name of someone who has graduated in France after returning home for a long time, the atmosphere is a bit sour, especially someone who sent him a notification before returning home, moreover also said he wanted to meet, the vinegar jar immediately fell, just afraid his boyfriend met him, the old love caught fire, although this fire was extinguished. Even if that fire once again lit, Type still had the confidence to put it out. So now they will also see each other sometimes, children for the boy's feelings for that boy, actually in his heart is very transparent: Brotherhood, even deeper, it is still Brotherhood!

 

"Come to their house to eat, right?"

 

"That's right, I'll pick you up tonight." Tharn's words made Type pause, then shook his head:

 

"I should still take the bus better, his house and my hospital are in opposite directions, we meet at their house."

 

"Ok ... okay!"

 

"Tharn! You scoundrel !!!"

 

As soon as Tharn answered Type, the previous person did not answer at all and said, waxing and kissing the other's cheek, the kissed man shouted loudly. Do not assume that the person being scolded will be scared, absolutely not, on the contrary, laughing, a form of children who can eat unbearably funny candy. After smiling, he looked down at his watch and said, "You're going to want it."

 

"Fuck !!!" Type cursed for an hour and rushed to the office, assuming there was time, he dared to make sure he would turn and raise his middle finger to Tharn. No matter how many years pass, this bastard won't change a bit, when will he be bored with kissing me!

 

"Type, Type, is that boy still coming today?"

 

"Which boy?"

 

"It's a very handsome boy, his face is delicate, his skin is smooth."

 

"Who is it, anyway? Ms. Teng."

 

When Type finally rushed to the hospital, he could not breathe in a breath, and his colleague did not know where to come from, his face was full of delusion, his eyes filled with peaches. Type is a "staff who doesn't touch her head" (meaning she doesn't know the situation, doesn't know the situation), basically doesn't know who she's talking about. The female colleague was a little unhappy, so she used her hand to describe and continued to say, "It's this kid, this tall, this tall, who wears earrings."

 

"I have no impression at all."

 

"Geez, that person who did that knee surgery."

 

"Well, it turned out to be that person, what's wrong?" Listening to the colleague's description, Type now knew who the colleague was referring to, so "Ah" for a while, nodded to indicate who it was, recalled the appearance of the child, and immediately after that. doubt or ask a question: "What's wrong?"

 

"That's handsome."

 

My family's tharn is several times more handsome than that kid!

 

Type lacking a bit more then say this sentence, there are words to mouth immediately swallowed. He just nodded to the opponent saying "Um, I said handsome is handsome" in the back thinking that this colleague only develops feelings for handsome Korean boys? As soon as there was a fan meeting, he changed the shift shift immediately to meet the idol. Thinking of the person you just had surgery.

 

If he didn't remember it, that kid must be a second-year college student, a fairly well-known university, right, growing up just like the leading Korean movie actors, is the type of female co-worker he is favourite. That boy had beautiful eyes, big and bright, the bridge of his nose was high, his lips were so red and white that even a girl would have to be ashamed of herself, moreover, her skin was white and clean, and the type of Thai girl was not white. equal, no wonder to make women have such a deep impression.

 

But without mentioning it, he actually forgot that he had such a handsome patient.

 

Type on one side thought on the other as he shrugged his shoulders, if he were to tell the truth, that boy wouldn't be handsome. It is also possible that he has been with Tharn for a long time, so to him, his standards of handsome are based on the type of biracial brother he surpasses as a boyfriend, a profound stereoscopic body, a tall, solid body, and vigor. robust, can hit the drum for hours without breathing, more ... also sexy! Elaborate on the bed is also good, just recently there is no time, so it is impossible to "move".

 

"Did that brother make an appointment for you to recover today?"

 

"Yes, there are."

 

"I really admire you."

 

"Admire me, sister, I'm more handsome than him."

 

Ms. Teng made a face that looked like she had just taken bitter medicine, hated saying "You're not my taste!"

 

I always say you want to be my style!

 

"You're the cool and handsome type, I like the handsome and delicate type."

 

"Yes yes yes, I'm happy. ”Type could only shake his head and walk out of the study, leaving his co-worker in a dreamy dream. When the unfortunate campaign happened, the ligament was pulled, two weeks ago he came here for surgery, now he is rehearsing, is the patient he is in charge of. back to the court but wound up nearly 100 days, did not take months for it to not be as active as before.

 

If I didn't remember correctly, that child who was on the first day of the hospital's fire was very big, something like maybe he was so young and couldn't do what he wanted, very unhappy. But now that he wanted to teach the enemy, he didn't know if he should do that, maybe he would be kicked out of the hospital. Then, taking the opportunity to do recovery therapy strengthened my hand a bit, causing the child to hurt so much that he knelt to beg for forgiveness.

 

"I'm the one with S blood." In the end, Type shook his head at his own thought, just thinking, going to work and not like going to school, that kind of sneaking impulse couldn't work.

 

 

 

"Hello, Mr. Type."

 

Does this kid have a devil on him?

 

"Um, hello."

 

"I'll buy you some cakes."

 

No, is this child the same as the soul that came out of the body, determined to be the one last annoying teenager?

 

Type a vague face closer to this handsome kid, the opponent smiled brightly at him, turned and took the bag beside the crutch brought in front of him, smiling in the eyes. Type looked stunned, regained his consciousness and immediately refused: "This I can't take." If the opponent had called him him, then he would have called him that.

 

"Please accept it, I come back to think about it, I was not really angry with you, so I want to apologize to you. Because I had to be more aggressive to do the surgery. At that time, the doctor said I wanted to get better." at least half a year, then the wound hurt again, so whoever comes near me is like putting his head to the muzzle, I feel so ashamed, so I bought this little cake to redeem you. . " The teenagers who talked even showed a pitiful face, in exchange for whoever it was, they would be soft-hearted.

 

Looking back and forth, this child seems to be quite adorable!

 

Type in his heart to say to himself, just want to object to what colleagues say: this boy is not handsome, the white skin like this Korean actor is cute, the type that makes people love him, especially when the opponent demonstrates lost, shy, who can not say no rebuttal.

 

"Please accept it, if I don't, I'll throw it away."

 

Why do I find this form of him so familiar? Somewhat like someone, yes.

 

"I even bought it for the chief physician."

 

So, whatever kind of kid you have to make him accept?

 

"Well then, thank you, but next time I don't need to buy it for you, I'll be embarrassed."

 

"Comply with!"

 

I know who it is!

 

Type said in his heart to himself, the boy laughed happily, his eyes were sparkling with the joy of fulfilling his wish, didn't he look like he was kicked down on the bed last night! When he achieved what he wanted to do, he was like casting from a mold, just as a teenager, his efforts were made a step higher, perhaps due to the invitation of 19 years old, even more abstinence. More respectful.

 

"How is your body situation?"

 

"The wound is no longer painful, Faires also follow his instructions, every day performing exercises for muscles, but at first it was really painful, sometimes so painful that I could not continue. again." Type eyebrows, this kid used his nickname to talk to him, making people feel like he was very close, but just ignore him, kids now like to use their nicknames when talking to an older person, maybe that boy behaves with me like a superiors.

 

I look so old already?

 

Type laughed in his heart, the teenager remained the same.

 

"You, do you have any method to help me recover faster?"

 

"Every method takes time, you have to control yourself, every day you have to perform exercises for the muscles, the body is not mechanical, broken and repaired immediately can continue to use, the body People are not like that, especially athletes. If they don't understand how to take care of themselves, the result will be more like this time. " The teenager asked him how to recover, he immediately took the opportunity to teach the opponent, something like the teenage boy would probably hear well, because when he finished speaking, he showed a tragic expression and was afraid to scratch. face again.

 

Looking at his loss, Type could not help but console: "I know you want to quickly return to the soccer field, you used to be a football player when you were in college, so I understand the mood. of you now. "

 

"Is that so! You were a soccer player before!" Faires was agitated, an excited face leaning close to him.

 

"Besides being a vice-captain, it is time for the master's degree to retreat." Type nodded and said.

 

"Ah, did you graduate from a master's degree?"

 

"Um, graduated."

 

"Whoa, you are really great!"

 

The more excited the teen heard, the even the sound brought with it excitement, in the eyes of the cult, making Type feel embarrassed as well. To be honest, there are many male and female juniors who worship him, but they're not as ostentatious as this teenager, it's important that the opponent's cult isn't pretending to show off, because if it's Pretending that he would definitely see. What the young person shows on the outside is really interested.

 

"Not as harmful as you said." Type said waving

 

"But can you give me some experience of the experienced person ... can you give me the Line number?"

 

"..."

 

Type froze, turning his head to look at the opponent's extremely expectant face.

 

"Okay bro, maybe I bothered you so much, just that my knees hurt so much that I didn't know who to ask, I wanted you to give me a few suggestions. Please, be respectful. We are all athletes, let me go. " The boy spoke clearly enough, Type also knew that he was actually just trying to get his Line, his eyes, smile and temperament made him unable to break that argument. , I can't help but think ... it's just a Line account, what's wrong with him?

 

"Um, okay."

 

See as promoting the beautiful tradition of young children go.

 

 

 

Though Type thought that way, he still felt that boy ... was it too exciting?

 

Ring ring ...

 

"Come here ... Mr. Tharn, hello, I'm early!"

 

"I have nothing to do, so go early."

 

Arriving at the front door of these two brothers' apartment, pressing the doorbell for a moment, the door was opened by the person inside. Appearing in front of the door was a delicate face, this was the person he once liked. The boy in an apron, seeing the person at the door, clapped his hands and greeted him, then looked behind him.

 

"Where is Mr. Type?"

 

"Today he has to go to work, a little late to come, this is for two people." Tharn handed a long cylindrical paper bag to Tar, who, after seeing it, happily said:

 

"That's good, today I made orange duck, and red wine is great!"

 

"Well then, just in time, if you make Thai food, my ability to use this bottle of wine isn't used, Type will basically come downstairs to buy beer."

 

"Darling, just in time, I'm a chef specializing in French cuisine, so guests should definitely choose my food expertly." The rather small boy, Tar laughed, his big eyes emitting a sparkle, who could have thought that these clear eyes once had a time of immersion in dark despair?

 

Everyone in his heart had a teenager, he was as bright as the sun, his eyes were clear, but then he died, taking his innocent innocence with him. earth, no one will know what he's been through, maybe he's dead at a time when youth is full of turmoil. As the years went on, the same owner of those eyes who had become an abortion to become another person, in 7 years, Tar actually went through a lot of things ... so much that he had sunk deep. in the mud of the past there's no way out. He thought that no one could save him on the shore, so he used to shut himself up, only living in his own world, the door to his heart was locked, he didn't go out, he The other did not come in. It's just that you've never thought of before,one day, there will be people who do not care about everything and stab their heads in his heart, he basically does not care whether he can be together or not, only one heart for him. After that, the rust of the lock loosened, he thought, maybe he could once again see the sun again.

 

That's right, the boy who used to be in the eyes of Tupe as a capricious man has now become the main head of a high-class restaurant in downtown Bangkok.

 

In fact, about Tar, Tharn also did not have to know a lot of news, just contact the enemy through several emails, afraid of Type jealousy, whereas the boy and his boyfriend were much closer, like him. sister. He knew from his boyfriend that after graduating from high school in France, he studied at a famous cso academy in the world for chefs, after that, he studied there for 1 year, after he finished studying. Tai immediately returned to Thailand.

 

It was also during that time that he learned how Type tried his best to open the door of his brother's heart.

 

Later, he realized that his friend in the band with him had different feelings for his younger brother, that affection was called love, just not knowing if his friend was still persisting, even though in the end there was perhaps the two could not stay together, still committed to volunteering to love his younger brother.

 

"How long have you been standing and talking to my brother?" When I mentioned that I suddenly went out, hugging my younger brother's waist, wary of Tharn's guard, like a mother protecting a baby, especially not seeing Type with him, Tharn seemed to be able to. Hear the alarm bell ringing on the opponent's head. Tharn in his heart thought: If I want to resume my old love with Tar, there is no need to wait until 7 years to act, now I have found my ribs, others are just water flowing.

 

"You, I told you what to do!"

 

...

 

The lover of his younger brother, like Tum, stopped moving, lowered his head to look at his little brother, and then muttered: I told you to look after the kitchen.

 

"So what are you doing now?"

 

"Da da, Tar ..." Her temperament made it sound like a poop.

 

"You, don't need to be bothered with me, I'll go back to take care of the kitchen for you, if you burn the pot, I will cook rice all week, go home to sleep in spite of you, you will kill yourself." The one who had hit Tharn wanted to refute something, but watched his brother protest fiercely, his shoulders slumped, turned to look at Tharn, bared a warning, then he turned and walked into the kitchen ... back to his younger brother, "my brother has a problem in his heart, he won't come quickly to comfort me".

 

Seeing this expression of Tum, Tharn laughed because he suddenly had a very familiar feeling. That's not it, I'm not afraid of such a Type, unless you do something out of the ordinary, and don't insist on not recognizing your fear of your wife.

 

"It's too embarrassing for me."

 

"Huh?" Tar suddenly apologized, causing Tharn to bow his head and ask the teenager, the boy shyly answered:

 

"Sorry, my brother's attitude to talk to me is not good, I have told him our story has passed many years, now you are only my brother." In the middle of the beautiful brow of the teenager, there seemed to be a hint of faint mercy, the amber pupils like the clear, rippling sea surface, immersed people.

 

Tharn smiled gently at the boy, saying: "I think he is that to me, the main reason is probably that you have not given him any responses yet."

 

"..."

 

Tar paused for a moment, turned and entered the house, followed by a quiet sound: "How can I respond? We are brothers."

 

"But Tum didn't notice these things ..."

 

"Haiz ..." Tar sighed deeply and nodded.

 

 

 

"That's right, we want to talk to our mom about our story, but I don't let him talk. My mother is old, I just can't stand it. Just pretend that you guys are together just because you are close to the company." make it easier, even though the truth is ... "Tar didn't say it, he just shook his head. There are a few words just in the heart of how to say the sentence, also very uncomfortable. Not that he didn't want to love again, but the one who touched his heart was his brother.

 

"Don't be like that, don't show this protest, wait for Tum to see you think you're bullying me again." Tharn rubbed the teenager's hair, jokingly speaking. The teen whispered,

 

"I shed more tears for you than I did for you, from the moment you confessed until now, it's been more than 4 years."

 

"But don't forget, the time he loves me is probably not just 4 years."

 

I am sure that it has been more than 7 years, not true, since I love Tar until now, it has been 8, 9 years, Tum definitely loved Tar before.

 

Tharn in his heart thought so but did not say it in words.

 

"Cough cough!" Tum as if the soul didn't melt for two hours.

 

"You, take care of the kitchen carefully for me, do not let me mention it a second time, otherwise ..." Tar didn't need to finish his sentence, the devil-like person standing over there was scared to watch the road. Running back to the kitchen. Tar can only shake his head helplessly, for him he really has no more measures. Tharn also put his hand down. Tar asks:

 

"So, what time does Type Type leave after work?"

 

"It must be work by now, probably on the way to here. I estimate the time is now, to clean the house after I come here."

 

"I cleaned the house myself, wow, I can't believe it." Tar changed the topic, rolling his eyes teasingly, Tharn just smiled.

 

"Um, Type's mission is to cook rice, your duty is to clean, stay together, of course you have to help each other."

 

"You're a brave maid haha."

 

"Brave maid?" Tharn asked, hearing this name sounding familiar.

 

Tar laughed out loud and said: "It's the" Brave maid "page, my brother often goes there like the article, so I went in to see it, really funny." After listening to Tharn, he put on an understanding face, but when he thought of his friend and liked the pages like this, he laughed so much that his shoulders shook.

 

The sound of two laughter spread into the kitchen, who was watching the fire in the kitchen and immediately stepped out in front of the two, loudly shouting, "If Tar agrees to be my little deer, then I wish to do one. the wife's curator. "

 

"Small deer?" Tharn is probably the only one here who doesn't understand everything.

 

Tar explained: "That person called his wife a little deer ... Saying again, where are you scared of me? Didn't you tell me to go to the kitchen 3 times ..."

 

"I have lifted the pot from the stove." Tar, who had not finished speaking, was interrupted by Tum, saying his mission was done.

 

Tar laughed and laughed: "This week's clothes have not been removed from the cool laundry to dry, where the plates are not needed to wash, well, I said I need to change the bed sheets."

 

"The second maid will come."

 

"I don't want to wait for my helper, it's too late, if you don't want to do it then wait for me later." Overseas Tar is used to being independent, but Tum doesn't want his younger brother to be tired.

 

"Ho hahahahahaha ..."

 

To tell the truth, Tharn is not a person who likes to make people laugh, but this time he really could not help it so he laughed out loud, did not care if his friend blamed him, only saw the opponent using light. The killer eye glared at him with a "you wait" look and then disappeared back into the kitchen.

 

Tar turned around and smiled helplessly: "There are times when I also feel that I am his little deer ..."

 

"I also feel that you are very fit." Tharn said laughing. This ex-boyfriend of yours can indeed arouse the desire to protect and lust for possession of others.

 

Ring ring ...

 

The doorbell rang again, Tharn looked at Tar and went directly to the door.

 

"Ah, I mean, Tharn, it's hot outside, waiting for the bus I don't know how many times I want to explode, Tar, can you open another fan, so hot that you feel like Your liver is also about to burn! " Type's face from the moment he appeared outside the door until now said nonstop, a long, quick walk into the living room. Not waiting for a reply from the landlord is a word not to turn on the fan, even though the air conditioner in the living room is already open at a very low temperature.

 

"Let me pour you a glass of water."

 

"Let me pour, borrow using my cup." Without waiting for Tar to do, Tharn took a step ahead into the kitchen to find a pouring cup. The legs-type type no longer has any image on the sofa, the shirt is slightly sweaty, so the chocolate-colored skin is visible under the white shirt.

 

"Here is your water." Tharn handed the glass of water to Type, the person in the back drank, Tharn pulled out the paper to wipe the opponent's sweat, Type slightly looked up slightly, but did not say anything.

 

The atmosphere was a little magical, Tharn raised his head to look, then saw ... his friend and his younger brother did not make an appointment to look at the two of them.

 

Finally Tharn could only take a deep breath, then turned and said to Tum:

 

"Alright, I'll like that later."

 

"What are you saying, I just got there, my face is bewildered!"

 

No matter what Type asks, no one answers him, let him go to Facebook himself.

 

[End of chapter 2]