West: The Sun From Another Star

☁️ : ??
☁️: Is that Dao's new boyfriend?

 

☀️: Not.

 

☁️: So who is it?
☁️: Why are you cursing at me?
☁️: Do you have a grudge?
☁️: Or did you send the message to the wrong person?

 

☀️: There's no animosity.
☀️: But it's my duty.

☁️: What does that mean?

 

☀️: Don't bother him anymore.

☁️: So, Dao asked you to come and stop me?

☀️: YES.

☁️: Instead of doing that, why don't you pretend to be Dao's boyfriend?

☀️: No.
☀️: I don't even want to pretend.
☀️: In short, don't bother him anymore.

☀️: I don't have time to sit here and yell at you. Damn it.

 

☁️: You're such a lazy "shield," lol.
☁️: Why would Dao ask you for help?

☀️: Yeah, I don't understand either.
☀️: There are millions of other people, too.

Complaining won't help; I have to help him.

☁️: So, what's your relationship with Dao?

☀️: Okay, I have to go see the doctor.
☀️: Don't be curious and text him again.
☀️: I'm too lazy to curse at you, understand?

☁️: Are you a doctor?

☀️: Yeah.

☁️: What kind of doctor is that?
☁️: A doctor who has time to stop me?

☀️: I'm too busy, you bastard.

☁️: Can you stop me then, lol?

☀️: Just stop bothering him, and that's it.
You know doctors don't have much time, damn it.

☁️: So I have to wait for you to be free so you can insult me? Or what?

 

☀️: Just stop getting involved, that's all.

"Find someone new, man.
"There are tons of better people out there than that kid, trust me.
"Don't be so stubborn.
"If you can't find anyone, I can introduce you to someone."

☁️: You damn idiot, haha!
What kind of person are you?

☀️: I'm leaving, you bastard.

☁️: Wait a minute!
☁️: Let's talk. How is Dao?
☁️: Is he alright?

I put my phone down in a bad mood because the kid next door suddenly messaged me on LINE, asking me to deal with his ex-boyfriend for him. Already annoyed, I decided to add him as a friend just to vent my frustration. I barely have time to sleep, and now I'm being asked to do these trivial things. But I couldn't really complain much because it was a condition of the deal. I'd already bothered him quite a bit before.

 

Today, he made the trip all the way to Phuket to visit the resort where my mother used to stay. When he reported back that he hadn't seen anything unusual, I wasn't too disappointed or surprised because I had already assumed there probably wouldn't be anyone there. I was just checking to see if there was any possibility.

 

I turned off my phone's ringer and went around the wards until past 8 PM. When I returned to my room, I found a ton of messages from that jerk. When I opened them, he'd sent hundreds of stickers in a row.

 

☀️: What are you making such a fuss about?

☁️: Then you didn't answer me.

☀️: I told you I was at the doctor's.
Am I your wife or something, or are you constantly texting me like that?

☀️: That jerk.

☁️: Dao isn't replying to my LINE messages TT

☀️: I'll block you too.

☁️: Even if you block it, it won't work.

☀️: That's really bad luck.
☀️: What's your name?

☁️: Khram.

☀️: Crime?

☁️: It's Kyle.
☁️: You idiot.
☁️: What about you?

☀️: Arthit.
☀️: You're such an idiot.
☀️: What a strange name!

☁️: Khram.
☁️: You bastard.
☁️: That's my father's name.

☀️: Why do you have to get involved with it? Aren't you tired?

☁️: Can we just call? No more texting.

☀️: So you want to call me now?

☁️: Yes, take the call.

 

Not long after, Khram actually called. I was a little surprised but decided to answer the call anyway.

"Why should I answer your call?"

(Hey, you're the only person close to Dao that I can contact. How is Dao doing?)

"Normally, what is enough is enough; there is neither too little nor too much."
(Are you teasing me? Why did he have to send you to stop me? Does he hate me that much?)

"If you were a little smarter, you certainly wouldn't ask such a question."

 

(What a foul-mouthed doctor, cursing at strangers. I honestly wonder if anyone would befriend a stranger and then insult them like that?) He said, trying to suppress a laugh. (I really want to get back together. I realise my mistake. I want another chance.)

"It's your business."

(What? Don't you feel any pity for me?)

 

"My job is to keep you away from him," I said dejectedly, scratching my head. "Where are you?"

(America.)

"Where is it, you bastard?"

(Chicago.)

"Then just stay there."

 

(I'm out of money, I want to go find my boyfriend .) He said, (You're so weird, no one else would talk like you. You've been weird ever since you started acting as a shield for others. Or maybe you like my boyfriend ?)

"I don't like him at all. I just made an agreement with him."

(You have no grudge against me, so don't interfere with me so much.)

"I didn't want to do it, but I just wanted to remind you."

(So ​​what can you do to me?)

"I'll probably just give him a kick. Basically, don't make me have to take action."

(Why?)

"Lazy," I said, sighing. I had no animosity towards it, nor did I understand why I hated it so much. Who was it anyway? My job was simply to prevent it from bothering that green-haired kid.

 

(You're really a lazy shield, so can you actually do it?)

"That's true, but it costs money."

(We refuse to invest.)

"Cut it off. If he’s avoiding you this much, it means it's not going to end well, right? Let me guess, you treated him badly back then, didn't you?"

(Yeah, I was terrible back then, but I realised it, and I've changed and improved. Why won't he give someone a chance when they've already changed?)

 

"Why are you asking me?"

(Maybe I feel lonely, answer me.)

"Do you think I know? Don't ask me again."

(Nobody's giving me any advice, and I'm stressed out to death.)

 

"Let me send you the consultant's contact information; hopefully, it will broaden your horizons a bit."

(Who is that?)

"Yeah, I'm hanging up now. I'm too tired."

 

I turned off my computer, exhausted, and took a hot shower to relax the stress that had accumulated throughout the day. After showering, I sat down at my desk. I didn't want to, but I had to read. Otherwise, there would be trouble, and I wouldn't be able to fool anyone. What's so strange about reading for a doctor? If I didn't read, I'd just fall asleep.

☀️: Sends contact information

☁️: ??

☀️: My personal advisor.
☀️: Ask anything you like, one hundred per question.
☀️: Transfer the money to me via PromptPay.
: 0XX-XXX-XXXX

…

☁️: Hi, I was introduced to you by Arthit.

T.fha: Yes?

…

After deciding to contact Khram, I braced myself for some reprimands. This was perfectly suited to Khram, and my job was to prevent him from bothering the green-haired kid. My counselling skills are terrible; I can barely take care of myself, so how could I possibly advise anyone else? I don't think I'm suited for this job. But I believe that if Khram could talk to Tonfah, he would definitely broaden his horizons.

 

And just as I suspected, the next day Tonfah complained to me a little about not sharing contact information with strangers. It wasn't just a matter of politeness, but also safety. At the very least, you should ask permission first.

Yes, I admit I was wrong; next time I'll ask permission first.

"So, how are things going?"

"At first, I didn't intend to interfere anymore, but when I heard he said he was Dao's ex-boyfriend, and Phoon's friend, Phoon wanted to help."

"HAS."

 

“That guy came to me for advice, kind of like wanting to get back together with his ex and ask for another chance. When he told me about the bad things he’d done in the past, I thought, ‘Hmm… maybe they shouldn’t get back together.’ But I’m not the one making the decision, right? His ex, Dao, is the one making the decision, and if Dao doesn’t want him to bother him, then obviously he doesn’t want to contact him anymore.”

 

I nodded along, just for the sake of it.

"HAS."

"I tried to explain, and he understood. He’s not the type to be unreasonable. He said he did it because he was young, but now that he’s more mature and sees life differently, he realises he shouldn't hurt the people he loves."

“…”

"And when I asked him if he still loved Dao or just felt guilty, he couldn't answer."

"Huh?"

 

"But honestly, I don't know if it can even be called love. How can two people who love each other hurt each other that much? Anyway, if we truly love someone, at least we shouldn't hurt them, right? I think he just feels guilty; I understand how he feels. But can a bad person change? Wanting to come back and make amends is just a feeling of guilt and a desire to atone for his mistakes."

 

"Hmm." I nodded again, seemingly understanding, "So what then?"

 

"He said he would try to reflect on himself and that if possible, he would like to talk to Daotok once. At least to apologise."

 

"That contradicts what I was assigned to do."

 

"Why don't you try asking him first? Facing each other again wouldn't be such a bad thing. He might not love him anymore, but he might still feel deeply hurt. If he can open up, talk to him, and accept his apology, things might get better."

 

"So what? Do I have to go and advise them?"

 

"Right."

 

"What the hell is that?"

 

"Pushing someone out of your life isn't difficult, Thit. But the problem is how to do it in a way that's good for both of you. If he still has feelings for him, even if he dies, he’ll still have feelings for him, right? Just try asking him first. If he says he doesn't want to talk, then you just need to do something to resolve it."

 

"Yeah, what you said makes sense, Tonfah."

 

“…” The person next to me sighed softly, sounding annoyed, “Don’t send my contact information to anyone else, understand?”

 

"Yes, I understand."

 

"What's going on?" Johan asked as he sat down opposite me. We had arranged to study at the cafe today. When I arrived, Hill and Fah were already waiting. Hill was fast asleep on his boyfriend’s lap. I saw North sitting with his friend in another corner of the room.

The third floor of this cafe had become our go-to spot because it was always empty, thanks to Jo, the owner. He bought the cafe to kick his wife out of his job. What a strange couple, buying a cafe just to get rid of him. When I heard this, I just thought to myself, "What the fuck?"

 

"Thit sent my contact information to someone I don't know." Fah's words made Jo look at me immediately.

 

“Who did you give it to? Why did you give it to them? And can you trust them? What if something like last time happens again?” Jo asked in a serious tone. The previous incident he was referring to was about the stalker who had been pursuing Fah for some time. If you asked what happened, the only answer would be: That guy's screwed!

 

Jo almost chewed his head off. Jo may seem harmless, but he's actually very concerned about his friends, so he always takes precautions. For example, when I was talking to North and mentioned Deang's name, Jo asked me to tell Deang that if anything happened, he should just say it. Many people want to hear it, so why keep it bottled up inside? He also asked me to pass that message on to Deang. Who knew I was just joking about Deang's name?

 

I know you're all willing to listen, but I'm not willing to tell you, am I, you bastard? Then I started telling them about it.

 

"Yeah, he said your wife introduced us," I told Jo.

 

"Really?"

 

"Yeah, go ahead and scold him. North is the one who started this."

 

"Actually, North is partly to blame too," Jo said, sighing, "To blame for thinking that someone like you would..."

 

"Damn!" I cursed softly. This guy really has no sense of decency. I decided not to talk to him anymore. "But it's nothing serious, right? As long as I can tell him, okay?" I turned to ask Fah.

 

"Yeah, let's give it a try."

 

"So what about you? Is it okay for you to talk to other people like that?" Jo turned to Fah and asked.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"That Phoon."

 

"It's okay, just ask permission first, Phoon understands. He said he's also pitiful, and he probably just wants to find someone to talk to."

 

"What a nice couple," I said. They truly are a match made in heaven.

 

Even though Fah once said he wasn't a good person, he's actually better than me. Don't worry, Fah, because of people like you, the world hasn't fallen apart yet. Knowing Fah was talking smoothly with Khram, I opened my messaging app to check. I saw Khram had shared another status update. No one to hang out with in Chicago? Luckily, I turned off notifications; maybe once this is over, he'll stop bothering me for a while.

 

☁️: You T^T

That's so touching, your friend is really kind.

Fah was very dedicated to talking to me.

Why would such a good person humble themselves to befriend someone like you?

You said there was no need to transfer money, but you still sent me your PromptPay account number.

You're truly despicable; when your friends need advice, all you want is their money.

 

☀️: Damn!

You have to transfer the money to me!

I'm the one who sent you the contact information.

 

☁️: It would be stupid to switch.

I've thought it through carefully.

I don't want to be involved in this anymore.

I want Daotok to find someone better. I honestly feel guilty, so maybe I should let him go, right?

"As Fah said."

I should let him meet someone better, and I shouldn't apologise either.

 

☀️ : Yes, it's good that you think that way.

☁️: But I want to ask one last thing.

I want to see Dao.

Tell him I really miss him, I'm not kidding.

I haven't seen him in a long time.

I want to apologise.

I just wanted to apologise. I haven't apologised since we broke up.

 

☀️: Wait a minute!

Do you really think so?

You're not trying to trick me, are you?

 

☁️ : I'm not lying, I had an epiphany with Fah last night.

He looks very much like a doctor; his advice is excellent. That's nothing like you.

You're an unlicensed doctor, and you even cheated on exams!

 

☀️: Your mother

Yeah, I'll try asking him if he wants to meet you.

If he doesn't want you, you have to stop.

Stop bothering me, I'm too tired.

 

☁️: Tired of what?

You didn't do anything!

You're completely useless.

Dao shouldn't help you anymore.

I'll tell Dao to stop helping you.

 

☀️ : Huh? This guy, then I'll really stop you.

You're going to die, you bastard!

You're in Chicago, right?

☁️: Just kidding.

Tell Dao to take the block off me.

Talk to me for a moment, and I won't bother you anymore.

☀️: Yeah.

I'll try asking for you.

☁️ : Thanks, TT.

You bastard.

☀️: Yeah, you son of a bitch

 

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ss.Hey everyone!

What are you doing?

: ☺️

: 🌻🌷🌹❤️♥️

Easter: Dao hahahahaha. Why are you so happy!

*Send image.*

I'm at this cafe, are you coming? Phoon and North are here too.

1. Are you going to keep an eye on your boyfriend?

: ☺️😊😌

Easter: Wow? So many emojis, that must be a lot of fun!

: What's up?

ss: Terrrrr~

Uncle Joen is coming to see us soon.

Uncle Joennnn!

: 😻😺😽😸

Typhoon: Really?

"I want to hang out with you!"

Have you been here long, Uncle?

ss: Not yet, will arrive tomorrow.

Meow meow!

Typhoon Congratulations!

North What is that?

They said I need to see it right away. Is it urgent?

ss: North~

We'll have so much fun!

Hey everyone!

We'll have fun like this…

The whole world is overflowing with them!

: ⭐️🌊🚤💕

North:hahahahaha.

What's wrong, you cat slave? It's like another spirit has possessed you.

Are you free right now?

 

1. I'm free!

The job is done.

NorthCome on!

*Send location.*

 

1. Come right away.

TyphoonCome here right now! 55555555

Wow, that's so cute!

ss: Alright.

I typed it wrong.

Wait a minute, I'll be right there!

: 🛵🛵🛵🛵

North Calm down, my lord of the road!

They're only driving at 30 km/h, but they act like they're speeding.

1. Now I'm 40!

Driving at 30 km/h will cause you to crash!

EasterHuhu, I love this Dao mode so much! It's so cool! Hahahahaha

 

I put down my phone, feeling happy, my heart not pounding like this for a long time since Uncle Jeon was away. Just now, Dad called to say he's coming to Chiang Mai for work tomorrow and will bring Uncle Jeon to visit. He even took four pictures of Uncle Jeon for me! Looking at the photos, I can tell Uncle Jeon has gained a little weight. That means he's eating quite well. It means I've finally found something that suits Uncle Jeon's taste!

 

Even though Putcharaman knocked me down, I no longer feel any pain. Nothing can stand in the way of my happiness anymore. To be honest, I talked to my father a little about Khram. He knew exactly what had happened. At the time, he and my uncle knew too. But when Khram returned, I didn't tell either of them because I thought it wasn't necessary, since I didn't feel anything anymore. But actually, that's not the case. I still feel, I still truly feel. The proof is those cigarettes and bottles of beer. Just one text message is all it takes. It doesn't need to be his voice anymore.

 

I'm not longing or yearning to go back, but it still hurts. My dad said I don't love him anymore, but it's a deep pain in my heart. What surprised me was that he advised me to talk to him if I could. He said I should explain why I did what I did, whatever the reason, and that everything would be clarified once and for all. Avoiding it only makes things worse. I've been avoiding it for years, but nothing has gotten any better. It's better to open up and talk things out directly. But if you manage to talk to him, make sure he can understand. And if possible, bring your father or uncle along, or someone else, because your father won't feel comfortable letting you meet such a bad person alone.

 

I told my father I would think about it more. I don't know if Khram understood, and by that I mean realising that we can't go back anymore. And there's no need to make up. I just want to talk so that we can both move forward, not go back to square one.

I slowed down…

 

I took Putcharaman to the cafe according to the location in the group chat. It took a while to get there; it wasn't too far, but when we arrived, I stopped in, ordered a blended milkshake, and then went upstairs. I slowly opened the door to the third-floor room and stepped inside cautiously. This was my first time here, so I had to look around the room. I saw everyone's partners and the cigarette vendor sitting at one side of the table, while everyone else was playing some kind of card game at the Japanese-style table area.

 

"We're here," I said and sat down. Everyone was playing Uno.

 

"You look so much brighter," North teased. I maintained my silly smile, turning to look at him with a puzzled expression.

 

"What is it that's glowing?"

 

"It lit up as if they'd just received a blessing. The face of someone so happy they couldn't keep it to themselves."

 

"Yeah, let's play!" I said. Everyone put their cards down and gathered them together so I could play.

 

The atmosphere here seems quiet, probably because it's impossible to be noisy; the doctors are still reading their books.

 

"Phi Phung Tai has won again."

 

"How did you get so good at this?" Ter said while gathering the cards.

 

"Maybe I was just lucky," I replied. "Want to play a different game?"

 

"Yeah, go ahead and play. There are tons of games at this place," Mew said, then moved to the display case filled with board games. We played various games together until it seemed like the doctors were taking a break. Everyone went to find their significant others, while I tidied up the cards.

 

"Oh, you're here?" Suddenly, a voice called out. I turned around and saw the cigarette vendor sitting in his usual spot, calling out to me. It seemed he was asking, "When did you arrive?"

 

"It's been a while."

 

"Yeah, come over here."

 

"What's up?"

 

That's really confusing.

 

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

 

"Okay," I replied, then went and sat opposite him, with Mew and Tonfah sitting next to us. I looked at him, still not quite understanding.

"Is everything alright?" The man in front of him frowned and asked Tonfah. He nodded in reply, "Yeah, just go ahead. About that thing you asked me to do as a shield."

 

"YES."

 

"My friend is in a really good mood today, Arthit," North joked. The person opposite me looked at me with a puzzled expression.

 

"Are you really happy? Okay, about that thing you asked me to do—acting as a shield—I already yelled at him. I yelled at him while completely clueless." The cigarette vendor began to tell his story. I picked up my glass of blended milk and drank, listening intently.

 

"I spoke to him, and he said he wanted someone to consult. But I told him to get away from you, or I'll deal with him. I did my job properly by making sure he didn't bother you anymore, so don't stress."

 

"YES."

 

"So I kicked it, or rather, I passed it to Tonfah. Like, I hoped that if it talked to Tonfah, things would improve."

 

"HAS."

 

"And it's true! It's like his brain was unlocked."

 

"Really?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "And what did he say?"

 

"He said he wants to apologise, that he realised his mistake, and knows he shouldn't have come back to you again. Here, take the phone and read the chat." He said, pushing the phone towards me. I bent down and glanced through the messages.

 

"But if you want to handle it right now, I can do that too."

Hmm…

Um...

"Click."

"Are you really going to talk?"

 

"Speak, speak up."

"I thought you were going to avoid him. You seemed to want to hide from him, right?"

"Oh, it's alright."

“…”

 

"With Uncle Jeon here, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

"What?"

 

The person opposite me looked at me with a puzzled expression, slightly narrowing their eyes. I remained silent, not responding amidst the other person's confusion, then stood up and returned to my seat. Not for any particular reason, but as I said, I had already consulted with others. Because I didn't want to feel anything for him anymore, the only way to move forward was to move on my own. Plus, those messages suggested he was genuinely remorseful. But maybe not now. Let me prepare myself mentally a bit before I go talk to him.

 

I'll move forward with Uncle Jeon, right? Thinking this, I walked over to Mew and Tonfah. They both turned to look at me with a slightly puzzled expression.

 

"Thanks," I said.

"Huh?"

"Thank you for talking to him. Thank you both."

"Oh, it's nothing. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

 

"Well, if you could talk to him, try opening up a little. He's probably thought things through, and it would be easier for both of you to move on. If you receive an apology from him, I think you'll feel much better."

 

“That’s right! We think so too. Yesterday, when Fah was talking to that person, I saw that he was really remorseful,” Mew said. I turned and nodded, smiling slightly.

 

"Yes, thank you both. Let me treat you both to coffee."

 

"Oh, no need," Tonfah replied. "Yeah, it's really okay, we're helping each other out. Actually, if you feel uncomfortable about anything, just tell us."

 

"I already told North," I replied.

 

"Then why didn't North say anything? And why did he even ask Arthit for help?" Mew turned to look at North.

 

The person being referred to looked momentarily bewildered, then immediately shouted, "What?!"

“Come on, I didn’t want to be a dog. I thought Arthit would be of some use.” North feigned annoyance but still chuckled, “It’s all my fault, all my fault. I was wrong to think he’d be any good. He can’t even play the stupid pawn on the chessboard!”

 

"Hey, you idiot!" the cigarette vendor shouted, "Yeah, you really are stupid, North."

 

"You can't call someone who trusts you an idiot!"

 

"What more do you expect from someone like me, you idiot? And hey, Jo, remember to feed your wife, you dog."

 

"If you wait until I get here, your legs will be crushed first, Arthit."

 

"Do you think I'm scared?"

Johan didn't reply, only glanced at the other man with an annoyed look.

 

"Of course I'm scared, you little duck! Don't do anything to me!" the cigarette vendor said, and the whole room burst into laughter. I quickly left the place and went down to buy two drinks to thank Mew and his boyfriend. A latte and a peach tea, as a token of my appreciation.

 

"Hey, where's mine?" the tobacco vendor asked as soon as he saw me giving Tonfah the coffee as a thank you.

 

"Isn't it an equal exchange?" I replied.

 

"Yeah, that's true."

 

"Yeah, when will you go talk to him...?"

 

"What?"

 

“Can you come with me? Otherwise, you can’t do anything,” I said. Actually, I didn’t really want him to come. But Dad said someone absolutely had to go with me. I didn’t want to bother anyone, and if he didn’t go, I really couldn’t do anything to get justice, as North had said.

 

"Okay, alright." He nodded in agreement.