Lately, It's Winter Season.

Chapter 17 - People with Real Food Poisoning

What the hell did I do?

When I saw Nao taking off his shirt, my brain went all white. I came to my senses again when I realised that Nao had to take off his shirt like this to go out. Other people practising boxing would see the same picture I saw. At that moment, I only thought that it was not impossible. No one must see Nao taking off his shirt!

I was thinking about what to do. Suddenly, the idea of having 'abdominal pain' appeared. I acted realistically, yet I struggled to believe in myself. Probably because the situation was coercive, I played big, holding my stomach, making it bend until it went down to the floor as if I had a stomachache until I couldn't stand it anymore, so I was cold. Hurry to take it home as soon as possible.

One advantage is that I know how much Cold worries me when I think about it.

That it's cold, I'm worried, I feel better. But the significant disadvantage is my condition. It looks very pathetic. I have to ask Jab to help support me. At that time, I didn't even want to look at his face because I was ashamed. And the cold saw my uncool condition again.

Sigh, so that no one can see you naked. I'm willing to be a bastard. When I got home, I was taken to sleep in the twins' room. Because I was sick, I had to sleep in bed. Of course, I felt nervous. In the end, I had to sleep in the cold bed. I hugged his waist just when the motorcycle stopped, but I still couldn't do it. I can only hold the hem of it.

Wouldn't sleeping on someone else's bed like this be a good idea? It wouldn't be so bad if it were just a cold bed. But this is the bed of the north, too. I don't know whose side of the bed I'm sleeping on now. I lie still, don't dare to move. I don't even dare to breathe. I'm afraid it won't be good if I take a breath and put the smell of the north on my nose. It's like I cheated on the cold.

I'm glad to know that everyone in the house cares about me. But at the same time, I feel bad, which makes it difficult. Aunt Cat is making porridge for me, and the cold will buy medicine.

And if the symptoms suddenly improve quickly, will it seem unusual? At first, I played very well. A little more, and I'll pretend to faint. I'll have to pretend to be sick for a while and then say that the symptoms are better. The cold medicine I bought, mineral salts, is still enough. But this medicine is not good.

"The porridge is here." Aunt Mao's sweet voice echoed, and footsteps approached. Aunt Cat put the porridge on the reading table and then came to help me. "Don't you want to vomit, do you?"

"No," I shook my head.

"Then you should be able to eat. Can you get up and eat?"

"Yes," I nodded. I slowly got out of bed and walked to the Table to eat porridge.

"So, can you go to the exam tomorrow?" Aunt Cat's voice was full of obvious concern; I feel guilty.

"Very comfortable, now it's much better."

"Is that so? Or we will talk to the teacher to ask for the exam later."

"It's okay, I'm okay." I turned to smile at Aunt Mao. 

It reinforces the idea that this woman is kind, gentle, and warm. My mother is not like this at all. Even though she likes to call me Sing Suea and Sing, we are not close. My mother plays a minimal role in my life. She never expressed that she agreed or disagreed with what my father did. She never objected when I was punished; she never came to my defence. I only know that she likes to see us in the frame. For example, when eating with the family, refrain from making noise. There must be manners at the dining table.

My mother is a woman with an entirely different personality from Aunt Mao's. Aunt Cat is a small woman. She often wears casual clothes and appears to be an ordinary homemaker. She enjoys braiding her hair and rarely wears makeup. She is kind, sweet, and not harmful to anyone. Nuea is similar to Aunt Mao.

How is Aunt Mao? My mother is the opposite. In addition to some appearance and habits, I know almost nothing about the family. Whether it's the back of my father and mother, where did they meet for the first time?

How did they meet? How old were you both when you met? Were you a child or a teenager? With Sing, it's the same. I know almost nothing about him. I ate all the porridge. Aunt Cat took the empty cup and walked out of the room.

"Thank you," I said. Aunt Cat didn't answer anything; they just turned to smile. After a while, I heard footsteps again. It was Cold, he had brought medicine back. "It's been a long time, hasn't it, in front of the school?"

"There are a lot of people," Nao complained. "The person in front asked the pharmacist something. Talking for a long time."

"Oh"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Let's eat; Aunt Mao made porridge for you."

"Okay, here are two pills. Take it after breakfast, lunch, and dinner," cold said. When ready, open the medicine pack and locate the section labelled "Analgesics and disinfectants."

"Okay," I nodded. Fill an empty glass. I took out the medicine. And one by one, put it in my mouth, suck it under your tongue and drink it.

.. Bitter animals

"Well, this is your money." Nao went down and put the money in my pants pocket. I used that rhythm to spit the medicine in my hand and hide it in my pants pocket. Cold handed me the change.

"It's a lot of money."

"The medicine is not that expensive. It's more than a hundred baht."

"Oh," I nodded and put the change in my pocket. "Eh, Cold. What are you asking?"

"How did Aunt Cat and your father meet?"

"Why?" The other party frowned and looked incomprehensible. "Why? Suddenly asked."

"I just want to know. I just realised that I know almost nothing about my parents. In addition to habits and appearance, the latter relates to how we used to be, where we met, how we love each other, or whether we're unsure if we do. Perhaps it's simply due to the benefits. Seriously, I don't seem to want to be together much."

"Oh," Nao nodded. Well, wherever you go, you'd better tell me everything.”

"Ah ha."

"The story of my father and mother will look like a bit of drama. My father's name is Din, and he is the middle son of a wealthy family. At home, he calls him a man or something like that. As for my mother, she is an ordinary woman from an ordinary family. My grandparents' farm and garden. Medium status is enough to send my mother to study. My mother is the only child. The two of them met at the university. Wow, my father is a hot person. Popular, well, it's Khun Chai Din, right?"

"It's like you're teasing your father."

"Yes," Nao nodded and smiled. "My father will be very embarrassed when I tease him about this. The more he was embarrassed, the more he teased me every day. Call Khun Chai Din in the morning and evening. Didn't you go to work today? Khun Chai Din has eaten yet?"

"It's you," I said, shaking my head lightly and accidentally smiling. "Continued."

"My mother was beautiful when she was a first-year child. The first-year cat of the management faculty is also a good-natured one. Boys came to flirt with me, including my father. I flirted with my mother for months before she softened towards me. When we were dating, my mother never knew my father was from home. I'm from a big family, and when my mother finds out, I'm embarrassed. I'm afraid that I'm not good enough."

"... Ah", I nodded that I understood and waited to listen.

Talking to my father about this, he said that he would take him to an adult, at least let him realise that he was dating. It was as if he were trying to show his mother he was serious. But when he arrived, let him guess what it was."

"He discouraged?"

"That's right, he broke up because he had chosen a fiancée for his father. His father refused and quarrelled for a long time until he decided to move out. That house cut his father from the family. We didn't know each other, and we had never met any relatives on his father's side. Dad didn't take any property from that house. Let's start over from scratch with my mother, and my mother helped to collect money. When he had me and Dan, he told his mother to stop working as a housewife. Because raising children is even more tiring. Everything was getting better until I went to high school. Second, my father fell ill with serious cancer. It isn't very clear. Even though my father always looked healthy, we spent all the money we had saved to treat him because we wanted him to stay with us. Even though he told us to save money," Nao sighed slightly.

"Then my father died. My house was in debt. Suddenly, a man came in."

"Hmm?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise; a man?

"His name is Chat. He said that he had a crush on my mother for a long time and wanted to take care of us instead of my father, who we had just lost. He said he would help pay off the debt and help with the father's funeral. It wasn't easy at that time. Ultimately, my mother decided to marry him. Otherwise, the informal debtors would not have left us."

Phu just found out. The voice is soft, and I am stunned by what I just heard. I just found out about it. Aunt Mao got married again. About debt, too, I just realised that it was cold. I've been through something difficult before. "And where is it now?"

"In prison."

"The charge of theft will come out in four months."

"This is the point I intend to tell you." The person in front of you took a deep breath, as if preparing. "In four months, if he comes out, I don't know if he will return to this house. However, I think you should reconsider. You may not be very okay."

"Hey, I'm fine," I replied immediately. If it means that more unknown people will enter the house, it makes me uncomfortable, but it's no problem.

"Tiger" coldly pressed his voice lower. Sighed out a big sigh, "It has more than that."

"How"

"Before he went to prison for about a month, he liked to get drunk and hurt us." Nao's expression seemed like he didn't want to tell this much. I was still thinking about what I just heard. But when I understood, anger began to form instead.

"Did he hurt you? Aunt Cat and North, too?"

"Well, I'm afraid that you may not be okay. He may hurt you, too. Okay."

"I'll take care of it myself," I said. It's cold and frowned upon. "What are you worried about? Did you forget what I told you?"

"Ah... You're a mafia," Nao said softly, "but I don't want Other people to be in trouble."

"It's okay," I confirmed in a stiff voice. "You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of it for you."

"... But"

"In return for helping to take care of this, this is very comfortable. Just one person. What can he do?" I made a casual gesture, as if it wasn't a big deal, to hope the cold would be more comfortable. And as I thought, the face full of worry has relaxed slightly.

"It won't be difficult for you, will it?"

"What's the trouble? I'm already a hero protecting the people. You know who this is. Knight of the Night." It was funny. The other party laughed a little.

"Well, it's true."

My heart became warm when I saw the other person return with the same smile.

"Don't stress; let me handle it myself," I repeated, until the other party agreed.

"Hmm... Okay, that's fine. Thank you very much." Nao held my hand and shook it back and forth. Smiling so wide that his eyes became a crescent moon.

"Thank you, but don't force it too much."

"Eh."

"So I'm going to continue the exam with Dan first. You've already rested."

"Okay."

That's all I answered. I looked at Nao, who had walked out of the room. I came back and sat quietly alone while thinking about what Nao had just told me. I took a deep breath, trying to tell myself to be patient and keep my anger in check.

Since I'm still playing the role of a sick person, I'm unable to go out. I can only lie down and think about something in the room. 

I fell asleep without a blanket until it was cold. I woke up to eat dinner and take medicine. I don't want anyone to have a hard time bringing me rice, so I said the symptoms are much better. We can walk down to eat together. While eating, Aunt Mao suddenly thought of something.

"Ugh, Tiger is not feeling well. He should rest in bed, not sleep on the sofa. He's not feeling well. Dan, let's sleep with Mom first."

Ha... Fine.

What did Aunt Cat say?

"Ma, it's okay," I interrupted before Aunt Mao could say anything. The person who was interrupted turned to look in confusion. I adjusted the tone of voice to sound natural, not too much. "It's hard for nothing. I'm getting better. I can sleep on the sofa as usual."

"It's better to get well first. Is the month and Dan okay?"

"Yes," Nuea nodded and replied while scooping rice.

"I can do whatever you want," Nao replied with little interest. They didn't say a word about arguing. He seemed like he didn't think much of it. He is like that. From the point of view of cold, it's like sleeping with a normal friend. Nothing much, but think about it from my point of view! Just hug his waist when riding a motorcycle, I still can't do it, asshole.

But if you argue again, it's not good. When everyone thinks I'm not feeling well, people who are not well should be able to rest in bed. If you refuse, there must be a reason. When you listen to it, it's cold, and it must think that I'm disgusted by it. Come on, Tiger, be brave! Just sleep in the same bed; it will be fine. 

What's wrong?

Well, I can't sleep at all...

In the dimly lit room, only the moonlight shines through the curtains. The air conditioner is running. Now it's eight p.m. We go to bed early because we have a midterm exam tomorrow, Monday. Maybe it's because I fell asleep in the afternoon and couldn't sleep at night. But the main reason for my insomnia is the person next to me.

Because Nao was sleeping, lying on his side, turning his back to me. He was sleeping soundly. Unlike me on the bed, I didn't dare to move anywhere at all.

Hearing the other person's movement makes me even more nervous. My heart is still beating nonstop since the hour before we turned off the light to go to bed. Previously, we were still sitting downstairs, so I didn't feel this nervous.

Because I keep sleeping, I feel very sore. I tried to ease my tension and decided to turn to the cold. It's the first time I've had the opportunity to look at him while lying down like this... I was sleeping when I reached out my hand and poked my finger on his arm, and I felt like I was shocked. I quickly pulled my hand back out immediately. The person who was poked flicked his arm and made a sound in his throat that was annoying. He may think a mosquito bit him.

I'm sleeping...

I didn't have time to think of anything else. It was cold, and I turned around.

Looking this way, I was so shocked that I almost cried out, but I stopped my mouth in time. That face looked gentle and beautiful at the same time, unlike the regular episode, which appears cheerful and bright. When it's cold, he looks fascinating. In another way, the gentle breath made me feel calmer without my even realising it. From the first time, I was panicking. Now it turns out that my heart has calmed down, and I accidentally raised my hand, put my finger on the cheek of the person in front of me, and sent a sweet smile. His cheeks are so soft.

This love is really strange, even though I've never felt it before.

Cold is so cute. When it's now, no matter what, it's cold, he looks cute. He makes me feel happy, happy, happy, but also worried, nervous, or low-hearted. Can love do everything? Is there anything love can't do?

I'm still lying down, looking at the person next to me. I still don't want to take my eyes off of him. This time, my heart doesn't beat like I'm nervous again. Instead, it becomes a warm feeling. I stare at the sweet face intently as if I want every image to be recorded clearly. I raise one hand and brush off the hair on his face, and gently stroke his head.

We should be able to meet first... It's good that it's a year sooner, so you don't have to face bad things. Don't have to worry about. Don't have bad memories buried in your heart. If I had found the cold sooner, it would have been good. Unfortunately, I have never looked for others before myself. Never care about other people's things. I would be grateful if you joined the club.

I kept thinking about the person who hurt him in the afternoon. I kept thinking until I fell asleep. I don't know who that guy is. I don't know anything but the name, and I think that I don't know any more information either. I don't even have to ask others for help. I'm the only one. It should be able to handle it.

My calm body is falling into my mind. Suddenly, the cold month who I was sleeping with drew his arms up and put them around me.

!!

Ka Ka Ka.. Hug!?

Hug? !!

Ah... Ahhh!

I quickly pulled my hand away from the cold cheeks and went back to sleep. My body tensed up again. I accidentally held my breath without realising it. My hands began to tremble, and my heart was pounding. Do you realise that you're just dreaming? Do you know this?

Will you sleep with me tonight? It already needs to be known! Or do you think it's the norm to hug each other? Hey, really? Are we hugging each other? Even if they're twins, isn't it a little more than that? To the point of cuddling!

Or is it normal that it's cold not to hug the north, but it's cold, it's intentional to hug?

Is it like that in the cold month? Do you secretly have a heart for each other? If you like it, you can tell each other well. I don't think you have to hug like this secretly. It's wild, Tiger. What are you thinking about? Be alert!

Maybe it's just a dream, nothing at all. Hey, but I'm damaged like this. Suddenly, let's hug each other like this. It must be responsible! It's okay, it's cold, I'll be accountable for you. Ask Sing to help ask Aunt Cat for the cold. Will he come? It's okay. If Sing doesn't have much, ask for it yourself!

No, no, no. Say it's cold. You have to be responsible for me. Why do I have to come to ask? It's fuck. It has to come to me. Yes, right. It has to be like that. Okay! OK!

Ah, no, no, no, it's not like that. It's cold, it's just a dream. Okay, it's nothing. I took a deep breath and sighed, out of breath to be conscious. Should I lift his arm out of me? No, I shouldn't. Let him keep his arms around like this. It will change his posture and allow him to raise his arms independently. That's it.

I looked at the arms on my body.

... It's cold to hug me!

I slowly reached out to pick up my phone to take a picture. It is necessary to turn on the flash; otherwise, it won't be seen. The flashlight is only bright for a flash. Fortunately, it doesn't make you feel cold. When the shooting is finished, keep the phone in the same place. Secretly touch your hand to the cold arm, and smile to yourself a little.

Nao moved his hand up and placed it on the nape of my neck and shoulders. Then, he gathered his arms and pulled my head closer. It turned out that our faces were only one creep apart. Close to smelling and feeling the breath. I opened my eyes wide and looked at the other person in shock.

!!

I cried in a low voice in my throat in shock when the person in front of me stabbed me in my knee.

My abdomen is ready to exert on my arms to lock my neck. You're not going to hug me, but you're locking my neck and stabbing my knee like that!

I slowly pushed myself out of the lock. I got up and sat on the bed, looking at the person who had just been sleeping and attacked me in a daze. Seeing Nao, he still closed his eyes tightly, but his eyebrows furrowed, and he gritted his teeth. He squirmed back and forth. I think he was dreaming of fighting and clenching his fist to swing out. But I moved to sit at the end of the bed. Instead, he stopped and came back to lie still again after a while. I moved back to sit in the same place and wondered if he was really asleep or just pretending to be.

Can you be so sleepy that you can't lock your neck and hit the knee of the person next to you? I thought I was going to hug. My heart has already melted. I reached out and squeezed his cheek lightly. The eyes are still focused on the person who is lying down. He sighed a little while raising a thin smile at the corner of his mouth.

Sigh, when you sleep, you look clear, pure and harmless like a little angel.