Change Your Sexual Orientation [ FirstKhaotung ]

"I have some bread for you in my bag." Khaotung turned his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "See you tomorrow."

Khaotung was telling him that this was a short separation, no matter what happened tonight, it would only be a raging avalanche and everything would be buried.

First's eyebrows stretched, and he twitched the corner of his mouth condescendingly at the young man. He snorted coldly and opened the door while muttering: "The bread you bought is terrible, you can keep it for yourself." Close it tightly, First leaned his back against the door panel, his eyes drooped, and there was almost no emotion other than the slight ups and downs of his chest.

Because at this moment, no one would hold his hand, and could not feel his trembling and cold fingertips.

A small sound came from his ear, First raised his eyes, and saw a sneaky figure standing around the corner. He was completely covered in the shadows, and now he craned his neck to look in his direction. The dry wood in his chest seemed to meet a spark, and it ignited with a bang, and with all his restlessness and uneasiness, it burned to the point that no blade of grass could grow. By the time First realized it, he had already grabbed the man by the collar and cornered him.

"It's you." The boy's voice was low and cold, making people panic.

Kay put his hands on his collar that was being pulled into a ball. He swallowed, and met First's red eyes.

"what do you mean……"

"You'd better pray that Khaotung stays in school." The boy's black and white eyes stared at him for a moment, and he could even feel the heat from the boy's nose.

"Otherwise I'll fucking kill you."
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Khaotung put down his glass, and occasionally the roar of cars passing by could be heard outside the window. Sani had just gone out to pick up his parents, and now he was the only one in the office. He stood up and walked to the window, subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, but there was only a lollipop wrapped in a plastic candy wrapper inside. It was what First gave him last night. It tasted like peaches, and he hadn't had time to eat it yet.

In fact, it can't be said that it was given by First, it was snatched by him, snatched from his dry and warm palm.

Smelling the air mixed with the strong smell of tobacco, Khaotung turned around to face the woman's gloomy expression. It was the most complicated expression he had ever seen his mother's face. And his father didn't look at him since he entered the room, staring down at the floor from beginning to end.

Sani didn't come in, she closed the door very considerately, leaving only the three of them looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Ms. Sani said that your score in this big test is still number one." Namwan, Khaotung's mother, spoke first. She put her bag on the table, but didn't sit down.

"The teacher has high expectations for you, and said that if you perform normally, you will be able to take the A-level exam."

Khaotung lowered his head and smiled. Even though he had been standing for a long time, his back was still straight, and his whole body was like a white pine that would not bend. This is a rare request from Mork to him. Only when he stands up and sits down can he be considered a man. Khaotung has done a good job in this respect. Namwan pursed her lips. She didn't know that her son looked so normal, with excellent grades and good conduct.

It's obviously normal.

"If you have a misunderstanding with the school teacher, just make it clear." Namwan suddenly smiled relaxedly, she lowered her head to find something in her bag, and then said: "I know you are under a lot of pressure to study now, and it's normal to have a rebellious mentality. Come back and tell your teacher..."