Tharntype The Series, Chapter 51: Former vs. Present

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Tharntype The Series, Chapter 51: Former vs. Present

'Tar, I won't see you again in the future.'

''But....''

'If you really love me, I'm begging you, I don't want to have any more misunderstandings with my boyfriend,' he said.

''.......''

Thinking about the conversation with his ex-boyfriend ten minutes ago, sighed deeply, remembering the hurt look on Tar's face, and what struck him the most was the pathetic, melancholy look in Tar's eyes.

He didn't know why Tar was looking at him with that look, but he finally looked up and said to himself....

'Good luck to your boyfriend, don't end up like us.'

felt as if Tar was about to say something, but in the end didn't. But also didn't want to pursue him any further, for he had long ago vowed in his heart that he would never see him again.

"It's half past nine." glanced at his watch, not realizing that he had talked to Tar for so long, wondering if Type had eaten by himself first?

Thinking about his boyfriend, Tharn's mood became heavy again.

"Don't think about it anymore, it's over, what are you still thinking about it? Just let it pass!" told so, finding the key to open the door, but....

"Are you asleep?"

It was dark in the room and had to feel his way in to find the switch on the wall. Usually Type isn't sleeping at this time!

"What! Still know when to come back?"

Type sat down at the table and made a sudden noise that took by surprise, and what surprised him even more was the look on Type's face.

Type's face was full of frustration, pain, and more importantly, he now looked like he was going to kill Tharn.

"What's wrong with you? Why aren't the lights on?" Tharn struggled to squeeze out a smiley face and asked Type, but the other party didn't respond in the slightest, eyes stony.

"Where have you been?"

"Off to Brother Jeed's shop." Tharn replied feigning equanimity, but inwardly apprehensive.

Look at Type's expression as if he already knew.

"Who did you meet?"

"Met with Song!" Tharn didn't want to lie either, but he had already said before that he was going to meet Song, so now he had to be consistent with his previous answer. But his answer reinforced Type's suspicions, and he stared at Tharn, pursuing the question.

"I'll give you one more chance, who did you go to see?"

"......."

Type's suddenly raised voice left Tharn speechless and stranded. He'd already guessed that Type knew who he was going to see. He let out a long sigh and gave an honest account.

"Went to see Tar, he's Tum's brother and a friend of mine from before."

Type slowly got up and walked over to him, smiling at him.

A smile and a hard grip on his collar, roared.

"Why didn't you say he was your ex-boyfriend?!" Tharn immediately lowered his head, not so much to escape Type's anger, but to think in his mind why Type knew about it, and despite not doing anything wrong, Tharn still felt bad.

He felt like a husband now caught in the act by his wife.

"Huh! Don't put on a look of why I know, I'm not stupid, I'm not a stupid cow who only plows with her head down every day, how can I not know you're lying? I know I'm acting like a rabid dog right now, biting around madly and heartily, but I also only do that to my own boyfriend. Do you think I don't notice anything unusual about you? How's it going? Does your little boyfriend still feel the same way? Is it still to your taste?"

"Ai’Type!" Type's sarcastic words aggravated Tharn's tone, but that didn't make Type stop; instead, he laughed louder than he had just done.

"Why? What are you going to say? Where did I go wrong? Didn't he cry into your heart?"

"It's not what you think, there's nothing going on between the two of us."

"How am I supposed to trust you if you were lying from the start?"

Type cried out, a smile no longer on his face, only a disappointed look on Tharn's face.

Tharn avoided his gaze.

He had no way to refute.

Lying. Many people think that there are many reasons for lying and that's why well-intentioned lies come up, sometimes they lie to make people feel better in their hearts and for the good of others. But either way, lying is lying, and it's an indisputable fact that he's already been dishonest with Type.

"Why don't you contradict me? Deny it to me! Answer me!" Type yelled at Tharn, hoping to get a response from him, but Tharn just stared blankly at him. After a long time, it was only then that he spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry!"

The words caused Type to let go of Tharn's collar.

"But there's really nothing between me and Tar." Tharn tried hard to prove his innocence, but Type's face looked like he was avoiding the issue. It was the first time Tharn had seen Type's face so hurt.

"Nah, I'm sure there's nothing between you guys, and if the two of you get together and screwed, it's going to take more time than that." Tharn was happy that Type believed him, but......

"Your body is not cheating, what about your heart?"

Type then asked in a heavy tone, staring at Tharn with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Have you been swayed by him?"

"......."

This question is equally unanswerable by Tharn.

Tharn showed Tar a showdown, saying that he chose Type and that he won't be meeting with Tar again. But now that he was asked to say those words to Type's face, he couldn't utter a word. What is obviously very simple is made very complicated by this silence

.

Tharn's silence made the hope in Type's eyes slowly fade.

"Ai’Tharn, answer me! Have you been swayed by him?"

"......."

"Answer me! Tell me that you are not swayed by him, and I will believe every word you say, speak up! Go ahead! Say it!" Type hissed, grabbing Tharn by the collar once more and shaking him hard, wanting to hear the answer he wanted out of his mouth. But Tharn still didn't say a word.

There was no way he could answer that question, all he could say was.

"I love you only."

He wanted to lie too, but once he saw Type's eyes, he couldn't. He admits that he still has feelings for Tar now, but he would never betray Type either.

That wasn't the answer Type wanted, and he pushed Tharn away from him hard, smiling bitterly.

"Do you think I'm going to trust someone who can't even come up with an answer to my question?"

"But Ai’Type, I don't have anyone! I vow never to see Tar again."

"I don't want to hear that name in this room!"

This room, is dedicated to the two of them.

Type's angry voice resounded throughout the room, and he looked around the room with desperate eyes.

"You bastrd!"

With that said, Type headed for the door, trying to leave.

"Where are you going?" Tharn asked anxiously, grabbing his hand and trying to stop him.

"To a place where I'll never see you again!" After saying that, Type directly shook off his hand and slammed the door. Leaving Tharn alone to freeze in place, he clutched his head in chagrin.

What did I do? What the fvck am I doing wrong?

Tharn lost strength all over and sat down on the floor.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

"Ow, press once and I hear you, no need to press again."

Coming out of the apartment, Type was in a state of confusion, not knowing where to go to vent his emotions, so he went to drink alone, now he was in a much better mood, he used to sleep in the apartment there was not a solution, for fear that he would scold Tharn scolded the whole apartment for knowing about them both. He had to get in a taxi to his best friend Techno's house.

Just saying on the phone that he was having some problems, Techno immediately let himself go to his house.

"It's a good thing my parents went to Hua Hin to see my grandfather, otherwise you would have been scolded by my mother for ringing the doorbell the way you did." Techno grumbled while holding the door open for him. But now Type was no longer in the mood to talk back to him, only slowly.

"Let me spend the night at your house."

Noticing Type's unusual demeanor, Techno turned his head to look him in the face this time, and let him come in first.

"Did you and Ai’Tharn have a problem?" Actually, it wasn't hard to come up with such a guess, because there were many reasons for not going back to the apartment to sleep, one of which was that there was a problem with his roommate and that's why he didn't want to go back. Type didn't answer him, but Techno also knew his answer. He brought Type in.

"Want something to eat? My mom isn't home, and now all we have at home is instant noodles." Type didn't say anything, just shook his head. He seemed to have a lot on his mind. It might not have been so painful to say them out loud.

"Okay, not hungry or hungry, then let’s go to bed." Techno said. So Type raised his head together and followed him upstairs to the bathroom. Halfway through he saw the lights still on in the other room and the sound of playing a game coming from the room, Techno explained.

"It's Technic."

Technic is Techno's only younger brother, having seen him on his last visit.

Type stepped into Techno's room.

"I can sleep on the floor, just give me a pillow." Type said to Techno, who tossed him a pillow, and he immediately lay down and closed his eyes. The mind kept thinking about what had just happened.

Tharn's heart went out the window. People who we once trusted so much are now breaking the vows and cutting their hearts out.

Now that Type finally knew what heartache felt like, it turned out to be just like that, Type tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, imagining in his mind Tharn and Tar sitting together, Tar looking at him with loving eyes.

"I don't know if Tharn and Tar have made up. All I know is what he and his brother and brother were discussing yesterday. But don't overthink it either. Maybe they really are on to something. Anyway, now Techno and Tar the two of them are also back to being Phis and schoolmates.

Type hated that word the most, last time it was the San the annoying senior, but Type also knew that the senior was faking it, there was nothing between the two of them, but this time the nong was not so simple.

Lhong had said Tar was Tharn's longest-dating boyfriend, and Type himself had seen how much of an influence he had on Tharn, and worst of all, Tharn's answer to whether he had feelings for Tar.

If there's no heartbeat and no feeling for him, you should push him away! Instead of letting him hold his arm for several minutes.

The more he thought about it, the tighter Type's fists clenched, and it felt as if someone had taken a spear to his chest.

Type had never felt this way before, in fact, when breaking up with his first love, and had never been so heartbroken. The feeling was neither heartache, nor disappointment, nor congestion, worse than that, worse than sadness, a hard feeling that could not be described, and so he had to escape in this way.

No! I'm not crying! Ai’Type, what do you want?

An idea suddenly came to Type's mind.

Wouldn't it be better to break up?

Type's hand grip tightened even more. His brain supported this idea of his. That's okay! This way, if he is free from dating boys and can get back on track, find a girl to marry and have children, so that his parents can be comfortable.

"Shit!" With that said, Type realized he was still in Techno's room, and lowered his voice.

I don't care! I don't want to break up. He's the one who turned me into gay and now he's talking about returning me to normal and leaving me to deal with this identity change alone, no way!

Type struggled to find all sorts of reasons to convince himself not to break up, that Tharn put him on this path, and now that he's in love with someone else, he was going to dump him? He would never allow it, he would never allow himself to go off the deep end. Despite the fact that Type is reluctant to admit to himself that he doesn't want to let go.

Tharn is mine and mine alone!

Type slowly closed his eyes and curled his body even tighter, looking so miserable.

"Eh... I don't mean to interfere with things between you lovers, but there is something I must tell you." Techno sat up quietly from the bed, and Type didn't move, just listened to him quietly.

"I saw Tharn at the mall yesterday, while I was on my internship. I don't know if you guys have a fight, but did you leave the apartment because he went to see the fair-skinned high school student?"

"What did you say?!" Speaking of which, Type suddenly sat up from the floor and looked into Techno's eyes, Techno was stunned and he restrained his inner shock to continue.

"Eh, I went shopping at the mall yesterday and happened to see Tharn with that high school student, and at first I thought it was suspicious to say if it would be a schoolboy, but then I saw that he was wearing the same school uniform that my brother was wearing."

"Wasn't the man about Tharn's height, fair-skinned, and posing in a very pathetic way?"

"Right! I remember him seeming to cry at that time."

"That tear he must have squeezed out." Type immediately said, his mind came up with the way he squeezed his tears, no matter what, his boyfriend must have no choice but to take his tears.

If only let me know that he used the villain's ploy from the TV show to bring abuse Tharn's sympathy!

The thought made Type's face stink and made Techno can't help but speak for Tar.

"Eh, that kid is really in some kind of trouble too."

"What's the problem with speaking to an ex-boyfriend?"

"Huh? Is he Tharn's ex-boyfriend?" Techno was shocked, so Type told Techno the story from beginning to end and casually confided all the emotions he had been suppressing in his heart for a long time to his friend. Techno said to him after listening.

"And then you come to the conclusion that Tharn has changed his heart? Ah! Just pretend I didn't say that." When he heard the word "change of heart", Type glared at Techno as if he was going to eat him. It scared him to say anything.

"Well, if that man is really going to come and rob you, you won't eat another shot."

"Talk as if you don't know the virtues of a man, you’re a man, and I'm a man, and if someone pours you a free thing, would you refuse it?" Type sounded a little shaky and Techno had to dryly laugh, unable to refute.

"So what are you going to do?"

The question left Type stunned, and he fell silent for an instant, the atmosphere in the room instantly becoming so palpable that Techno couldn't even breathe.

If Type is going to educate that high school student, I'm also going to have to help him.

Techno thought in his heart.

"Confront people like those to their face."

With that said, he picked up his phone.

"What do you want? You want a showdown with Tar? You calm down. Can we wait until tomorrow morning? Wait until you calm down." No matter what Techno said, he couldn't stop Type, and one by one he pressed the phone number he'd only jotted down a few days earlier, then put the phone to his ear.

[Hello!]

Without waiting long, the call came through and the other person said with a smile on his face.

"Hello! My name is Type, I'm Tharn's boyfriend, and I have some business to...."

[Beep! Beep beep beep...]

"Hey! Don't hang up on me!" Type has not had time to introduce himself, the other party hung up the phone, Type froze for a moment, then played, but the other party never picked up. Type had no choice but to lie down.

"Don't tell me you called...."

"Ugh, Tharn's ex-boyfriend, but he hung up on me." Type said with great dissatisfaction. I think the most direct and quick way to do this is to talk to this high school student directly, face to face, instead of thinking to himself, he's not the kind of person to run away from problems.

The matter has to be resolved, but if Tharn is allowed to talk to his ex-boyfriend, it's hard not to rekindle old feelings, so it's better to go on your own.

"Techno!" called Type suddenly, causing Techno to shudder inside.

"Yes!"

"P’Type, is there anything I can order?" He called Type his elder, making Type laugh out loud.

"You said he was from the same school as Technic, didn't you?"

"Tomorrow! I'm going to go to school and confront him face to face."

You're avoiding me, aren't you? Its okay, I don't care. But if you bother Tharn, you better be ready to face me!

"If Brother you remember the right person, he should be a sophomore like me."

Today, Techno is going to go to school with Type to find the guy.

Type hasn't called him since last night when the other person hung up the phone. So he went to Technic for help, and Technic was happy to help, so he clicked on their school's Facebook page and searched photo by photo. It didn't take long for Type to find the man he was looking for in a picture of a Western art class, and the man seemed to be known to a friend of Technic's.

"See, he looks like he's pretty good looking."

Technic said. When he got out of class, he sat in the coffee shop with Type like a friend. The guardian Tar appeared.

"Don't you think he looks obnoxious?"

"Why should I hate him?"

"Ho! Ai’Type, what are we going to do now that the three of us are sitting here and he's going to come out alone later?" Techno asked.

"When he is here, you guys go back first, I'll just talk to him myself." Type replied, his tone not light.

"You have to be careful to control your emotions! By the look on your face right now, it's like you're about to kill someone." Techno cautioned. He was a little uneasy, only to see Type turn to look at him and reply with a smile.

"Eh, actually there's a something I've wanted to say for a long time, Technic is so good looking, why does his brother's face look so annoying?"

"......."

The scene was instantly silent, and Techno was instantly speechless, making Type laugh.

"Trying to get me to relax huh."

"Then just relax. My expression is like that of a serious father, and you are like a loving mother, so why doesn't a mother share some tenderness with her father?" Type joked with Techno.

"Then why don't you ask your mother for some?" Technic answered immediately.

"Hey! Are you still my brother?" Techno looked at his brother and saw that he didn't even speak for himself. It made even Technic shudder with laughter.

"Who else is a brother if not your brother? That's the one, Brother Type, that's Tar."

Just as the two brothers were fighting, Technic saw Tar who was walking out of the school, and Type looked in the direction Technic was pointing, and had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell.

Finally meeting the real person, Type was anxious, even though the distance wasn't enough to see his face very clearly, and he was already bored.

"Technic, you go, if he sees us later and he'll be sure to hide in the school." Techno ordered his brother.

Technic resignedly walked out of the shop and went to tell Tar that his friend was waiting for him to lure him to the shop.

Tar followed him into the coffee shop.

"Where is it? Where is my friend waiting for me?" Tar asked with a puzzled face. At this time, Type sneered and stood up.

"Your name is Tar, isn't it?" Type asked before he could wait for the other to stop, and Tar looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Yes, brother." Tar replied that his name was Brother Type, after seeing the college uniform he was wearing, and Type smiled at him.

"My name is Type."

"Ai’Hiaa!"

As soon as he heard his name, Tar immediately thought of the person who called him yesterday and immediately wanted to run out of the coffee shop, but where was he a footballer's match, Type had already come behind him in a flash and stopped him.

"Where is this going, Brother Tar, talk to me for a while! Or is it just to talk to you Phi Tharn?"

Type let out a burst of cold laughter, and as for Tar, he had a panicked expression and made a look like he was about to cry, which made Type feel more and more annoyed, but he didn't have the heart to care about that right now, and he pulled Tar over and threw him in a chair, looking at him with a more stern look.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Tar was shocked and trembled without saying a word.

I hate it when you look so soft and weak and don't look like a man anymore?

Type almost came out of his mouth to start cursing, but reason held him back.

It's not too late to ask what he really wants before scolding him.

However, unexpectedly, the man in front of him had the courage to look up at himself and said in a tone that was about to cry.

"I want you to break up with Brother Tharn!"

Hearing that, Type simply wanted to kill him!

                     Tharn ~ Type

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