Police in Love

I hope he won't get hurt from now on and forever... is that so? But why is his heart hurting instead?

 

After the mother learned of her favourite son-in-law's sudden divorce and move back, the house was almost in chaos. The mother recited a long prayer for her son, but in the end, she had to accept it with resignation, unable to do anything.

 

"And you'll be sorry, Thiar, if he has someone else."

 

“What did your mother say?”

 

"We've broken up. He can have anyone. You can have anyone, too, my dear."

 

The words “there was someone else” made heat surge from his head, his temples throbbing instantly. But it was a truth that he couldn’t do anything about. Now, the two of them had become just acquaintances.

 

"I'm going to work now, Mom."

 

“Don’t be so absent-minded that you don’t work, Thiar.”

 

Mother twitched her lips into a smile. Not later than today or tomorrow, she would rush back to Chiang Rai to appease him. Because in his current state, he still couldn't see it. Until then, if he came to ask his mother for help, she herself would just pretend to be calm and Indifferent.

 

If you learn to tie, you must also learn to untie... You're thirty-four already, my dear.

 

The tall figure of the young police officer walked into work as usual every day. Today marked one week since Mangkorn moved back to Mae Sai, but there was still no place where he didn't see the image of Mangkorn floating in front of him, both his round face, his sweet smile and his indirect speech.

 

"I'm not the police lieutenant's lackey.”

 

“I really want to punch the police lieutenant.”

 

"What are you smiling about, Thiar?" Kanin saw his friend acting strangely.

 

So he asked.

 

“No.” Someone is lying.

 

“No, it’s nothing, right, Nond?”

 

“What does this have to do with me?”

 

Nadol, who had just arrived without knowing what had been discussed earlier, immediately didn't understand. However, he was now filled with doubts about Nong Mangkorn.

 

"This little dragon is strange. He came very quickly when he wanted to move, but he returned even more quickly."

 

“I think there will be another urgent transfer order for someone, Mr Nadol.”

 

His sly gaze narrowed slightly, and he looked at his close friend. Did he not know that he was so concerned about his junior, as well as all the other things that had happened in the past?

 

That Thiar is very suspicious.

 

“What do you mean, Kanin?”

 

"I won't be seeing you in Chiang Rai anytime soon, will I?" Kanin said, teasingly but thinking it was probably true.

 

“Then why would I go?”

 

“Find your heart.”

 

The answer comes with a whistling sound, but it will be a little difficult because he had previously told Phuwin everything. He was extremely angry. Even though the dragon was in danger, why didn't anyone inform him? 

 

 "Why would I go after him? My heart is in Chiang Mai." - Thiartha.

 

“Belle?”

 

"Belle's story is not relevant."

 

Thiartha didn't want to talk to Kanin anymore. He hurried back into his private office and thought about what he had just said.

 

Is he going to Chiang Rai like that? Oh, I want to go right now.

 

The young police officer's thick hands held the phone tightly, his knuckles white. His sharp eyes stared at the screen in the chat box. No matter how many messages there were, the most recent one he had chatted with had not yet been opened or read.

 

That is, he replied to the dragon, saying,

 

“I've arrived in Chiang Rai."

 

And after that good sentence, I never got a response again...and it kept going around in my head.

 

“Are you angry? Or are you annoyed?” What are you angry about? If there were still some replies, it might cheer me up a bit. But right now, I have to admit that his daily routine is very dull and withered. There is no laughter. There's no one to tease. There is no one to hug.

 

Just wanting to know what was going on with his ex-wife, he thought the only people who could definitely give him information were these two. Without delay, his long fingers searched for a name and immediately pressed the call button to call his best friend. And not long after, he answered the call.

 

(What's wrong with calling?)

 

"Why does Phu sound so fierce?" His voice was starting to sound fierce. Just listening to it, you could feel it.

 

“I’m asking, how’s the dragon?”

 

(Why are you asking?)

 

Phuwin now knew the whole story. He was furious at what Saming had done. He used to be one of his close friends, and he knew that Saming had a crush on Mangkorn. But the past was the past. He didn't think Saming would still be holding it in this long.

 

As for the matter of getting married to change his fate, even though Mangkorn was willing to do it, he felt very angry. Neither Khunying nor Thiar knew what was going through their heads. There were a million possible solutions and a million reasons, but they chose not to do it.

 

Phuwin loved Mangkorn like a younger brother. Seeing his younger brother move back, he became visibly depressed. When asked about something, he avoided answering, but when the truth was extracted, that Thiar... he's playing with the dragon's heart.

 

“I just want to know what it’s like when the dragon moves back.”

 

(It's better than when he was with you.)

 

His best friend's voice sounded angry and incomprehensible before he abruptly hung up. Thiartha could only softly exclaim, "What?" In the end, he was once again disappointed with the answer.

 

“Then how do you know what the dragon feels?”

 

Crazy irritated!

 

He just wanted to know, to know how the other person was doing right now. Then why did everyone seem to be putting up a wall, blocking him from getting close?

 

If you don't help me, I'll find another way.