Tharntype The Series, Chapter 55: The Truth behind the lie

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Tharntype The Series, Chapter 55: The Truth behind the lie

At the back of the Qili marbled house there is a large rectangular fish pond, which is built with large stones to form a small waterfall, bringing a touch of coolness to the surroundings, and next to it a place to rest and cool off, with a canopy to keep the wind and rain out.

It was a place dedicated to resting time for the family, but for the second child of the family, that one could not find an ounce of peace in it.

Tharn had been home since last night.

In fact, he didn't want to go home either, but he really didn't know where he was going... there were memories of Type everywhere.

Yesterday, he cried like a madman, crying like he had lost everything, and he wanted to cry out his inner pain, but in the end he didn't feel any better. The more he saw the room that had once been booked with someone, the more he felt like going crazy. No matter how much Lhong comforted him, he didn't listen to a word. So he decided...to go home.

He was in such a bad state that the family was shocked to say what had happened, and all Tharn could do was come to the garden to heal, and he asked his mother.

"Mom, what did I do wrong? What did I do wrong? Why did he abandon me?"

The next thing he knew he was crying so much that he couldn't even stand up and fell into his mother's arms, crying, repeatedly asking himself what he had done wrong.

Although Tharn had classes these days, he really didn't have the heart to go to class, and woke up and sat dumbfounded by the carp pond, watching the fish in the pond swim in the water, but kept thinking about the person who had brought it home.

Type was the only person he brought home to meet his parents, the only person he wanted to introduce to the family, and he was pretty sure that Type was the right person.

"Actually, the relationship is less than a year old... what was I thinking Tharn?" Tharn told himself.

RRRRRrrrrrrrrrrr....

Suddenly, the phone placed next to it rang, and Tharn turned his head to look, expecting the name of the man who had abandoned him to appear on the screen, and he lowered his head to the screen, a glimmer of hope dashed in his heart.

...Ai’Lhong...

The name of a good friend appeared on the screen, causing Tharn to close his eyes, disappointment overflowing. Although knowing that Lhong was worried about him, he didn't want to talk to anyone right now, even his best friend, the one who stayed by his side every time he was down. So, he didn't answer the phone.

He hung up on Lhong, but didn't put down his phone, tapping on line, inwardly forcing his hands to tap open the two previous chats to see.

Fingers slide slowly to get each message downloaded in its entirety.

Although he doesn't use LINE chat often because they lived together every day, there are still quite a few of them accumulated over such a long period of time.

(a) There is an invitation to quarrel.

Have an appointment outside.

They were told that they would be late today.

And the fact that he called himself a bad person.

The content made Tharn's hand stifle a shudder as he crossed his fingers to the content of the last chat between the two of them.

...yesterday...

The last time they talked was yesterday.

I'll be back in the evening today.

Okay, I have a rehearsal in the evening. Same for the evening.

Want something to eat? I'll buy it for you.

No, I'll eat Techno later.

Eating with Techno and Eating Techno means something different.

And then he also simply replied:  FCK-Y!

Seriously Tharn doesn't know how many times he's cursed himself for rolling, because it's too many to count.

"You talk to me every day..." why Tharn's voice was shaky when he said that. Tharn held his hands together as if he couldn't grip the phone, and it almost slipped off, feeling...like he was going to cry again.

"Ai’Type, come back and scold me, I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do, no matter how hard you want to scold me, as long as you come back...come back quickly!" Finally, Tharn stopped restraining himself and let his tears flow freely.

But

Buzz, buzz, and buzz.

The phone rang again and Tharn picked it up hopefully once more.

...Ai’Lhong...

The best friend's name came up again, and even though he was his own best friend, Tharn still didn't want to talk to him, and the only call Tharn was waiting for...was from Type.

"Aren't you stupid?!" He cursed himself, clutching his phone in both hands, and

"Go to hell!"

Thud

Tharn threw the phone forward hard, dropping the iPhone in his hand into the carp pool, and Tharn sighed heavily, clutching one hand to himself.

The image made the man who had been watching Tharn silently from the sidelines couldn't help it.

"Tharn......."

"Brother Thorn......." Tharn looked up at his brother with red, swollen eyes as Thorn walked over and sat down next to him.

"Cry out if you want, and I'll be there for you like a friend."

Thorn's words made Tharn bury his head in his lap.

There was no conversation between the brothers next, just Tharn's cries and his brother's worried expression. The scene reminded Thorn of the time when his parents were busy with work and the brothers stayed together in the back yard. But compared to that time, Thorn felt that his brother's loneliness that time was nothing compared to the sadness of this one.

"It's okay Tharn, it'll all pass." Thorn gripped his own brother's shoulders, and could only comfort him so.

"What are you going to do today?"

"Just do as I say, you go first."

"Ugh! Type ah Type, sometimes I really don't understand why you let yourself be so sad!"

"I'm not sad."

"Look how haggard your eyes are, and you dare say you slept well last night?"

"......."

It's been 2 days since the breakup with Tharn, and these two days Type has experienced an unprecedented level of decadence, being homesick when he first moved to live in Bangkok, but the hard feelings back then can't compare at all to the hard feelings of getting his stuff out of the apartment now, but he had to, though like Techno said...why make himself so sad.

He had to admit that it was better to be heartbroken now than to be heartbroken in the future when it got deeper and deeper.

Techno couldn't agree with him on this idea, but now whoever it was, couldn't change his decision.

Having made up his mind to break up with Tharn, and now asking him to beg for peace and then pretend it never happened, Type backed off.

"Ai’Type, do you have any biff with other faculties?" Type and Techno had just come down the stairs when Champ hurried over and asked, making both men cringe.

"No." Type replied with a smile.

"I'm just saying, do you have any handsome friend? He's waiting over there to meet you, right at the door." Type started looking for the voice of the man, Techno asked who Champ was talking about, Champ shook his head and said he didn't know, which made Type's expression serious.

Now that's a little bad, could it be that one of Tharn's ex-boyfriends is coming after himself again?

Thinking about this, Type revealed a bitter smile, thinking about these things made his heart ache again.

Don't be like that anymore, don't care about that, and leave him alone, no matter which ex-boyfriend it was.

Type adjusted his breath and lifted his foot in the direction his friend had said, if anyone was going to pick a fight, he was ready to fight back, and he wasn't going to cry as stupidly as a child yesterday anyway. As soon as he walked out the door of the faculty, Type's legs felt like they were dunked in lead, and he saw a tall boy slowly stand up and smile to himself.

"Nong Type, I want to talk to you."

"Brother Tharn."

Type was a bit disbelieving, and seeing Thorn's appearance, couldn't help but worry in his heart if something had happened to Tharn.

"I wanted to ask you why you had to break up with Tharn."

Type led Thorn to a quiet coffee shop, not wanting anyone else to hear about it, and had just sat down when he heard Thorn ask sincerely.

"...... " Type couldn't speak.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get involved with the two of you, it's just...ugh..." Thorn sighed, seeing that he was now in a heavy mood, he covered his face and said.

"Nong Tharn he's in bad shape........"

"What happened to him?" Before the words could be heard, Type asked with an anxious face, looking worriedly at Thorn who wanted to hear his answer, Thorn raised his head to lock eyes with Type and asked.

"Why break up with him when you're still in love with him?"

Hearing such a direct question, Type froze, yeah, why do you break up when you're in love?

Type's eyes began to dodge, thinking that it must have been his own eyes that sent some message for Thorn to ask that, then he shook his head.

"No.... it's over...."

"But it's not over for Nong Tharn, Nong Type, and I pity my brother, do you know what the whole thing was like the day he came home? He's crying! I've never seen my own brother cry, and he keeps asking what he's doing wrong and what he's not doing right. Why did Type break up with him... I don't understand, really don't understand, you guys were fine when he left the house, what the hell happened?" Thorn had a lot of doubts in his heart, and now all of them were out. But then the atmosphere fell silent.

It made Thorn feel like he was being a little too much.

"I'm sorry, I just..." Thorn was silent again, sighing.

"Before, Nong Tharn was very clingy to me, he had to follow me wherever I went, he had to follow whatever I played, ever since my parents gave birth to a sister, he felt that he was no longer the youngest child in the family, he had to be like a big brother, he was not as soft and clingy as before, everyone said it was because there was a sister in the family, he became like a big brother, willing to make sacrifices for his sister, but this time..." Thorn stared at Type and said seriously.

"Nong Tharn is willing to make sacrifices for his sister, willing to share the love of his parents, but he can't lose you!" Type still didn't speak, but the hand placed on the table began to shake.

"Nong Tharn never cried like a little girl, but he cried his heart out over breaking up with you... so I wanted to come and ask you what was wrong with my brother and why you had to break up with him, and I promise never to bother you again."

Type didn't dare look Thorn straight in the eyes at the moment, for now his heart was filled with guilt and he asked carefully.

"Is he really in that bad shape?"

"It's the worst I've ever seen."

Thorn's reply made Type make up his mind, his trembling hands suddenly stopped trembling, and his evasive eyes suddenly dared to look straight at Thorn, the heart that had been trembling and afraid of many things suddenly incredibly calmed down, he said to Thorn.

"I did all of this for Tharn's good."

"For his sake?" Being able to anticipate the other person's anger at hearing that, Type didn't avoid it this time, looking Thorn straight in the eyes and simply asking.

"If Brother Thorn promises me he won't tell Tharn, I'll tell you what's going on."

"What do you mean.......?”

"Swear." Type repeated, causing Thorn, who was now glowering with displeasure and anger, to shake his head.

"I swore I wouldn't tell Tharn."

Hearing what he wanted to hear, Type opened his mouth and told his ex-boyfriend's brother everything, and Thorn couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Inside a restaurant, a well-dressed teenager walks in, pausing in front of a table that holds blue drinks, but what's more eye-catching on the table than the drinks are the candles that set the mood.

The teenager pulled away from his chair and sat down, and by the color of the drink he knew it was a cocktail, immediately after he saw the note pressed to the bottom of the glass.

A beautiful drink for someone as lovely as you.

"What is being played?" Although he said so, the teenager still picked up his phone to read the text message he had just received in two hours.

[Let’s eat together! Dress up, I'll meet you at the restaurant... 6:00]

The other party also sent over the address of the restaurant, leaving the teenager to freshen up with joy, he told his brother that he was going to meet a friend, and flew to the shop to see how he could not guess the surprise.

The teenager lifted his glass and tasted it... it tasted good, so it didn't take long for the glass to reach the bottom.

It also didn't take long for the teenager, sitting happily in his chair waiting for the text owner to arrive, to wonder what bad things would happen next.

"Should we wait for him to finish first?"

"Well, that's what he commanded."

"Whoever said this man came of his own free will, it looked to me as if he had been tied up."

"I don't know, just take someone else's money and do as you're told."

The teenager didn't know how long he had been asleep, and by the time he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the original restaurant, but in a simple hotel room, simply furnished, with only one bed, but the most frightening thing: the three men standing beside it.

"Look, he's awake." One of the men said.

"Huh? What?" The juvenile slowly sobered up and looked at the laughing man in front of him with a puzzled face, which made the three men look at each other and say.

"Looks like he's still drunk!"

"Tar, are you okay?"

"Mmm... Mmm... Don't... Don't...Mmm...."

The computer screen was playing pirated porn, and although the picture quality was unclear, it was still possible to see who was lying on the bed for the three men to fvck, and Tar was sitting in a chair with his eyes widened, but not a tear could be shed.

This look on his face made Techno ask worriedly.

"Well... it's okay... I can still take it... I... Ai’Hiaa!"

"Alas, come this way first." Techno led Tar out of the room, leaving Type alone to stare angrily at the computer screen.

Try to ask Type where he got this video from, you will have to go back to yesterday.

Tar came over to him in tears, as if going through something, and then just spoke.

"That's what he did to me."

Tar cried, and then took himself along to watch the video.

The video looks as if he's willing, either that or a scene that comes up after getting high together.

"Looks like the kid's been drugged." Techno returned to the room, causing the dazed Type to look back at his friend.

"If it was you, would you believe he was drugged?"

"Ugh, you don't say that like you don't believe him, he's willing to put down his dignity and let the video be shown to us."

"No. I mean, if you were Tharn, would you believe he was set up?"

Type's question silenced Techno, who stared at the screen and spoke slowly.

"He seems...to be volunteering." Type was thinking the same thing as he was.

"I...I haven't dared to tell Brother Tharn...I'm afraid he will...loathe me." Tar, who had just gone to the bathroom, changed into his school uniform and returned to his room, tears still hanging down his face as he turned his head to look at himself on the screen again.

"Ai’Hiaa!" Techno scolded, and Type also had a serious expression, which made Tar not even dare to come out in the side atmosphere as he struggled to speak with all his strength.

"As soon as I woke up...they were...garbage...dirty...disgusting...stinking..."

"That's enough Tar, no more." Tar was so disgusted with himself that Type couldn't help but feel sorry for him, he walked over and took Tar's shoulder, and Tar looked up at him.

"Brother Tharn...couldn't possibly believe me...didn't do it...I didn't have the face to meet him...didn't have the face...to meet."

"So you'll decided to break up with Tharn."

"If I don't break up...he said he'll take the video to...Brother Tharn...look...I don't want him to...hate me...don't want to" Tar looked up at him with tears in his eyes and told them the real reason for breaking up with Tharn a year ago.

Tar often says he doesn't want to break up, saying he just doesn't have a choice. Because this video left him with no face to look at his boyfriend anymore. Also, if this goes public, where is his face going to go? Where are his parents, his brother, going to put their faces? So he had to mention the breakup, though he didn't want to himself.

These horrible things turned into nightmares that tormented Tar every night and nearly drove him crazy.

He no longer had the strength to fight these people who were hurting him, but Type still had.

"Don't you abandon Brother Tharn...I beg you...don't abandon him..." Type looked at the man in front of him who truly loved Tharn, he had experienced too many things that the onlookers didn't dare to imagine. Type touched his head and asked.

"Are you sure he did it?" Tar lifted his head with certainty.

"It's Lhong, he's the one who hurt me, he hurt me, and he hurt Brother Tharn, even you."

Tar's words made Type's eyes glaze over and he clenched his fists in anger.

"I won't just let others hurt easily, I will definitely give you an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, you wait for me Ai’Hiaa Lhong!"

                     Tharn ~ Type

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