Lost Memory Of Love

Notes:
This scene I didn't added in previous chapter because the chapter is already packed with many drama so I thought to upload making a special chapter 😬

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14.0 Weather Shield Team's Drink n’ Dinner Feast

At the Hot Pot restaurant.

It’s full of steam and the savory smell of food permeates the air.

The five members of the Weather Shield Team sit in a table together with individual pots in front of each of them. Prapai is chatting softly with Payu regarding investigating the surveillance videos, Helen is browsing on Shopee, and Rain is immersed in reading up on the internet about the latest movements of the serial shooter on his tablet. Saifah is listening to Prapai and Payu’s conversation while using his chopsticks to stir his hot pot every now then, murmuring, “Why isn’t it boiling yet?”

Following the event of two new victims, the case has moved onto the next phase. On one hand, the police have figured out T’s pattern, so the remainder of the targets are now under protection and there will be no more new victims; on the other hand, they can only wait to see what T will do next. Therefore, after Captain Frost finished listening to their reports at night today, he announced, “Everyone, go home and sleep! There will be another hard battle to fight starting tomorrow!”

“It’s boiling, it’s boiling! It’s all boiling! Hurry and eat! It smells delicious,” Saifah picks up a roll of lamb meat with his chopsticks and drops it in. The other four also stop what they were doing and pick up their chopsticks.

Come to think of it, it’s actually the Weather Shield Team’s first time eating together.

Saifah raises his glass of beer, “Leader, why don’t you say a few things.” The others also raise their glasses and look over to Prapai. Helen is also looking at him, while his free hand is stroking the table lightly.

Prapai leans forward and picks up his glass. Instead of looking back at them, he stares at the orange coloured liquid in the glass.

“Safety and happiness, and get what you wish for.” He raises his glass and drinks to the bottom of it.

Everyone is silent for a few seconds.

Saifah is the first to speak, in his usual fawning tone, “Leader is a true leader!” He pats Rain’s back, who’s beside him, and continues, “Simple, clear, and to the point, yet with so much depth!” He also drinks to the bottom of his cup. He puts it down and says, “That’s right. Us criminal investigators have low wages and very little chances of getting raises or promotions. What else can we hope for besides safety and happiness?! As for my wish……wife and kids, and a home. Holy! I’ve got a long way to go, don’t I?!”

Everyone starts laughing; even Payu is revealing a smile.

Saifah is actually refined looking; thin eyebrows, long and narrow eyes, straight-edged nose, thin lips, and a firm body. If he dresses well, he can be considered handsome. But he’s too talkative and very crude.

The group starts eating.

Helen shifts his gaze at Prapai. he watches him finish cooking the meat on his chopsticks, put it into his bowl and dip it into the sesame sauce. He suddenly lifts his head and looks back at him.

Even with the steam hovering the table, his eyes look rich brown and beautiful.

Helen looks away. He picks up the meat and starts eating with his head down.