"Boun, wait a minute."

"What's up, P'Sam?"

"Help me. My son has a fever, and my wife takes him to the hospital alone. I'm worried..."

Before Sam finished speaking, Boun hurriedly interrupted him: "I'll take over the shift for you, you go back quickly, your wife is pregnant, so have to be more careful."

"Thank you bro." Sam thanked and stepped back, and ran towards the door after a few steps.

Boun waved at him, watching him disappear from sight. He rubbed his hungry belly, he had a lot of things to do today, and he had already digested the few mouthfuls of food he had eaten in the evening. Originally, he planned to eat a bowl of hot seafood noodles after get off work, but now he can't eat it. Sitting next to his desk, he quickly took his mobile phone to order takeaway, if he was late, there would be a lot of things to do, and he would definitely not have time to eat.

Boun is a policeman at the Royal Police Station, and so is Sam, who just made him a substitute. Boun has been working here for three years, and Sam was already there when he was first assigned here.

At that time Sam was just married, and the newlyweds often showed their affection in front of them. In a blink of an eye, Sam's son is two years old, and his wife is now pregnant with a second child. Most of the colleagues who were in the same period as Boun got married, and the later juniors basically in relationship, just Boun was still single, and Boun was easy to talk, so there were basically such emergencies, and colleagues thought of him immediately.

Originally, the Royal Police Station was only under a small jurisdiction. In the urban planning a while ago, the area originally managed by the Royal Police Station has been expanded by more than half, and the workload has also increased a lot. There is an area called Bar Street, where there are several bars, many large and small hotels, and many restaurants like food stalls. There are always drunks and fights at night.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the takeaway hadn't arrived yet, but the task came first. Colleague Tay called out, and Boun grabbed the police car keys on the table and followed. After driving for five or six minutes, the police car came to the door of a food stall. When the food stall owner saw them coming up immediately, he spoke in a submissive and whispered voice, and hurriedly told the general situation.

It's nothing more than a man at one table who drank too much and dumped the drink at the next table. This was originally a small matter of apologizing, but the drunk man didn't apologize and his mouth was still dirty, the people at the next table were definitely not willing to argue with him, and the drunk man overturned the other table excitedly. The boss couldn't persuade him, and was afraid that something would happen if it continued like this, so he was so frightened that he hurried to call the police.

Boun looked around and saw that this food stall was doing pretty well. There were more than a dozen tables of different sizes set up on the roadside, and almost all of them were occupied. Even though the tables were overturned here, the customers eating next door were not afraid. They were all eating and drinking, waiting to watch the show. The boss bowed and smiled apologetically, asking Boun to help get the troublemaker out quickly, otherwise it would affect his business.

Actually, this kind of farce basically happens every night, and Boun doesn't know how many times he has dealt with it. As soon as they approached the scene of the disturbance, the drunk man immediately froze when he saw the police coming, and pretended to be drunk and stood aside silently. The friends at the same table immediately showed a good attitude and apologized making a mistake.

Nobody wanted to go to the police station in the middle of the night, and Boun didn't want to give statements to this large group of people. Everyone is happy if they can reconcile, and the wrong party apologizes quickly, then orders a new table for the person, and the damaged table also compensate with money. The boss thanked the two policemen with a smile and said that he would get them some supper.

Boun waved his hand to leave, but when he turned around, he saw a little boy staring straight at him with a smile on his lips. Boun noticed this boy as soon as he came, because the little boy was looking at him like this just now, Boun thought he was watching the excitement, and he was too busy to deal with the case to think about it. Now that there is no excitement to watch, he is still staring at him, which is obviously not easy. When Boun came back to his senses, Tay had already walked to the police car, and Boun quickly followed. Of course, he couldn't help but look at the little boy again.

Not to mention, this little boy is quite good-looking and totally fits Boun's aesthetic taste. And this little boy is interesting, most people are afraid of the police, they don't stare straight at people like him, and there is no sense of fear at all. It's just that this boy looks quite young, don't be underage.

Back at the police station, Tay gave him the signature of the police report just now, and Prim, who was in charge of the connection, called the two of them out again. There was no time to drink water, so he grabbed the police cap he had just put down and went outside again.

He thought the incident was over, but he didn't expect to see the little boy again when he came out of the police station early in the morning.

Boun was on duty until six in the morning. He was sleepy and hungry to drove home. When he was waiting for the second traffic light, he saw a little boy standing on the side of the road not far from him. He was talking anxiously with the phone in his hand, and when he hung up the phone, his brows stretched.

Boun leaned an inch out of the window and saw the little boy wearing a loose purple T-shirt, a pair of shorts underneath, flip-flops on his feet, and messy hair, he looked like he had just woken up. The little boy might also feel that someone was staring at him, and turned his head to meet Boun's eyes.

Boun's heart skipped a beat, he felt a little embarrassed, subconsciously trying to avoid his eyes. But the little boy reacted one step ahead of him, and smiled slightly. The green light of the zebra crossing turned on, the little boy quickly turned around and trotted to the other side of the road.

Fuck. Boun patted his chest. Is he tempted? Of course it's impossible, it's just that good looks can easily make people like him, and this little boy is a little "restless" and loves to be seductive.

Boun thought he could fall asleep standing up, but when he got home, he was full of energy and couldn't fall asleep in bed. All he could think about was the boy's smile at him. He looked innocent, but he was so damn tempting, Boun's hand unconsciously went under the blanket.

After venting in the morning, Boun finally slept soundly and woke up in the evening. Not to mention that he helped Sam on yesterday's shift, he worked the middle shift, and today he had to work the night shift. He just needs to get to the police station before 10pm, it's still early. Boun got up slowly, took a shower, and then washed and hung his dirty clothes. On the way to the police station, he stopped by to eat seafood noodles. He had been craving for it all day yesterday, and finally got to eat it tonight.

On a day of physical and mental satisfaction, he was finally able to go to work.

The red light is on, and the car stops in front of the zebra crossing. He turned his head and glanced casually, coincidentally, it was the place where he saw the little boy early this morning.

He couldn't help but think of the little boy standing on the side of the road in the morning, obviously dressed in a hurry, but he couldn't resist his pretty face, and in Boun's eyes he thought it was cute.

The green light came on, and Boun was still in a daze. The car behind him honked to remind him. After coming to his senses, Boun quickly released the brake and lightly stepped on the accelerator.

Arriving at the police station, just clocked in to get the equipment, Tay patted him on the shoulder, holding the key in his hand: "Let's go, there's an alarm." he said.

Boun got into the passenger seat of the police car, Tay briefly stated that it was another drunken disturbance. Boun laughed helplessly: "What time is it, and they started getting drunk?"

"Same people, different fates. We work while others drink. We don't have to work the night shift tomorrow, so why don't we find a place to have a few drinks?"

Boun nodded, he hadn't had a drink for a long time: "Okay."

After a while, the car stopped at the gate of the food stall last night. Boun's heart paused, and the little boy's appearance reappeared in front of him. Get out of the car and walk inside, subconsciously glance around, looking for those charming eyes.

Of course, nothing was found.

"Officer, sorry to bother you again." The food stall owner came running over.

The boss rambled on and talked to Tay about the situation, while Boun listened on the side but unconsciously lost his mind. He felt a bit skeptical and looked around at the few tables outside, but there was still no one there.

It was still early, the dinner customers had left long ago, and the supper customers had not come out yet. There were only three or four tables of customers at the door, so it was obvious whether the person he was looking forward to was there.

Boun's temples trembled violently. He was here to work, but why was his mind full of that little boy whose name he didn't even know.

Damn it, he wouldn't really fall in love.

To Be Continued...

Just finished handling the case here, the police received another call, this time to a nearby hotel.

The two rushed over, and the lobby manager led them upstairs. This time, the husband caught the adulterer and beat up the mistress. The mistress was scared and locked himself in the bathroom, calling the police for help. Boun has seen a lot of this kind of drama in his three years as a policeman, but the difference is that this is a legal husbands and a little boy who is the mistress.

However, when Boun and his team arrived, only the mistress and the male protagonist, the scumbag, were left. The husband had already retreated with his family and friends. Judging from their attitudes, they had already discussed a solution privately, and the mistress also said that he would not pursue the matter.

Although they have reconciled, the mistress had injuries on his face and body. According to the procedure, Tay still had to take a simple statement from them and leave their ID information. In addition, he asked the scumbag to provide the identity information and contact information of the husband who beat him. They needed to follow up and give him verbal education.

After handling this incident, the two of them left the hotel after midnight. There is currently no police call, they have to go back to the police station to handle other matters.

As the car started, Tay thought of the scene just now and secretly complained: "The husband is so powerful. Did you see that? The mistress was beaten so hard that one side of his face was crooked."

"I heard from the lobby manager that there were five people in total. It seems that they have shown some mercy." Boun yawned while sitting in the passenger seat.

"That's not so bad. Last week at 3am, I handled a case where two men had a quarrel in the hotel lobby over who should pay for the room."

"Can this cause a quarrel?"

"It's quite funny, isn't it? One said that the other party took the initiative to bring him over, so the other party must pay for the room, and the other said that we are all men, same-sex marriage is legal, and everyone has legal protection, so we should be equal."

Boun smiled silently.

Tay glanced at Boun and said with a smile: "Boun, if you are willing to be the bottom, I will definitely not let you pay for the room."

"Get out of here as soon as possible! Even if you are willing to be the bottom, I will not go to the room with you." Boun rolled his eyes.

"You don't like me that much?"

"Nonsense, you're not my type." When Boun said this, the face of the little boy appeared in his mind again. He thought to himself, that's the type, the delicious cabbage, Tay is at most a potato.

Tay, like Boun, likes boys. It is not something that needs to be concealed. Both of them are open about it. They came at the same time, are close in age and have a good relationship, but they have never sparked a romantic spark. In addition to the same number, there is another problem, which is also the reason why Boun has not been in a relationship in the past few years.

Although same-sex marriage has been legal for two years, Boun's father is very opposed to his son finding a boyfriend. When Boun started working, Boun's father warned him righteously not to date a man, even though his father already knew that his son was a complete homosexual.

Boun is not forced by his father's authority, but he doesn't want others to know that his father, as a police chief and a high-ranking official holding national grain, actually opposes national laws.

In fact, his father would not publicly oppose homosexuality. After all, he really loves the profession of police and cannot let go of the position of chief that he had worked hard to climb. Privately, he does not oppose other homosexuals to get married. Boun's cousin married his boyfriend, and his father gave him a generous gift. He just has a dictatorship over his son.

In the past few years, Boun really hasn't met anyone who makes him interested. In addition, although he doesn't work under his father's supervision, as a policeman, how can he not know that there is no impenetrable wall in this world. Obviously, his colleagues in the same police station don't know that he has a father who is the police chief, but as long as he makes any mistakes, his father will always know it first.

Boun was afraid that dating would be like openly challenging his father, and he was afraid that it would make his father angry to death, and he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. In the past two years, he was very busy at work and had little personal time. Every day after work, he just wanted to sleep, so he didn't have the energy to date. This year, he was a little more relaxed, and Boun began to worry about his future again. On the surface, he went to work normally day after day, but in fact, his mind was in a mess.

In short, in Boun's opinion, he was not opposed to dating, but there were many aspects to consider when dating.

Back to the police station, Tay dialed the phone number provided by the scumbag and notified the husband who beat him to come to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. Before Boun could even sit down, he was called to the scene by another colleague, and this trip took another hour.

On the way back, the two of them lamented that in the past, when they were on night duty, they could only go out twice a night, but now, the workload is no less than that in the daytime. The colleague parked the car in the parking space in front of the police station and went back to the station. Boun got out of the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and leaned against the car.

The streets were quiet at three in the morning. He had just finished smoking a cigarette and no cars were passing by. Boun put out his cigarette butt in the extinguisher on top of the trash can and turned to walk towards the police station gate. Just after he climbed two steps, a few people came towards him. The boy in front of him had tears in his eyes. The girl next to him was comforting him, and another boy followed behind him.

Boun glanced at them, and their eyes collided. It was the boy that Boun has in mind. Ah, the world is small, and we meet again.

The boy seemed quite surprised to see Boun at this time. His face was expressionless for a moment, but his eyes were wide open.

He turned back suddenly after coming down the steps in front of the door and found that Boun was still standing there looking at him. He seemed to have confidence in his heart. He immediately showed a smug smile. Boun was a little embarrassed and walked into the office. After entering the door, he couldn't help looking out through the glass window. The boy and his friend were about to get in the car. Before getting in the car, he looked towards the door again with a deep meaning. Obviously, according to this distance and the position where Boun was standing, the other party could not discover him, but Boun still subconsciously took a step back, thinking that he had been discovered by the other party.

The car drove away, and Boun walked to Tay's desk.

"Why is the person who just left crying like that?" Boun said casually, but he was actually trying to find out the information of the boy.

"This is the husband who just beat up the mistress in the hotel. He was crying and said that he didn't beat anyone, but just pushed and shoved a few times when everyone was agitated. The man and woman who accompanied him remained calm and said they were also injured. If the mistress hadn't asked for reconciliation, they would not have planned to let it go."

Boun chuckled a few times and picked up the case record on Tay's desk. There was only the name and phone number of the husband on it, and no other information. That's right, the boy was just a friend who accompanied him, so naturally there would be no information about him on it.

Actually, it wouldn't be that difficult for Boun to get the boy's phone number if he really wanted to. After all, the police system is well connected, and it's not a big deal to check his network or some personal information. But he was still hesitant. Should he take the initiative after finding the phone information? If others fail to flirt with the person they like, they will just lose face at most, but he is different. His identity as a policeman will easily cause him trouble.

Boun thought about it and suddenly found himself funny. He was so upset by a little boy that he even wanted to check his information. But it was undeniable that after seeing him for several days in a row, the initial good impression had developed into a kind of throbbing.

Boun went to the bathroom to wash his face, trying to sober himself up. He attributed his impulsive behavior tonight to the fact that he had worked two consecutive night shifts and was in a bad mental state. So after work, Boun did not give himself the opportunity to think about random things and chose to go home and sleep immediately.

To Be Continued...

When he woke up, it was already dark outside. Boun took his phone from the bedside table to check the time. It was past six o'clock. There were several unread messages on the screen, including a caring message from his mother. Boun simply replied. He looked at the next message, which was the name and address of a restaurant sent by Tay. Boun then remembered that he had made an appointment with Tay to go drinking tonight, so he got up and changed his clothes.

The location was a restaurant that he often went to. In addition to Tay, there were also a few familiar friends eating together. Boun was fined two glasses of beer as soon as he arrived because he was late. Several people ate and talked. Boun was full and didn't feel like drinking, so he ran out of the restaurant door to get some fresh air. As soon as the cigarette in his hand was lit, he saw the little boy walking towards him from the restaurant door with a slight smile.

If Boun hadn't known that the previous few encounters were accidental and not intentional, the other party would have been handcuffed by him as a stalker now. Adhering to the principle of staying still and observing changes in hostility, Boun continued to smoke and stared at the other person.

"Phi, can you lend me a light?" The little boy raised the cigarette between his fingers, looked directly at Boun, and smiled without any fear.

If the previous eye contact was unintentional, this time they were close enough, Boun was sure that the boy was flirting directly.

Boun had an idea in mind and deliberately frowned.

"No!"

"Why? Didn't it say that if there are any difficulties, can look for the police?" The little boy asked in a soft voice without any fear.

"Are you an adult to smoke?" Boun glanced at the man in front of him without hesitation.

"Of course I am an adult." The boy seemed to have seen through Boun's thoughts, took something out of his pocket, and moved closer to Boun. "Let me show you the ID card."

Boun saw the name on the ID card, Prem, which sounded nice. As for age, he was three years younger than him. Boun looked up at the real face, which looked really young. He looked back at the ID card, and the family address on it was not in this city.

"Not a local? Come to play?"

"No. I came to Bangkok to develop my career and... to find love." At this point, the boy named Prem deliberately glanced at Boun again, with a charming smile in his eyes. "I opened a flower shop, Phi, do you want to come and buy some flowers?"

Prem told Boun the address of the flower shop, but Boun didn't respond, but he remembered it in his heart. A friend at the same table came out and pulled Boun back, who was hiding from the alcohol, and the two didn't have time to say anything else. But before leaving, Boun took the cigarette from Prem's hand. As a policeman, he still had basic observation skills. The way Prem held the cigarette between his fingers, he knew at a glance that he was not a smoker.

Prem, who doesn't smoke, approached him on the pretext of asking for a light, and Boun checked whether he was an adult and wrote down his identity information. The two of them saw through each other's thoughts, but they tacitly agreed not to say it. Just like the look they exchanged when they passed each other at the door, they knew that if one of them took the initiative, they would meet again soon.

In the end, they didn't drink much that night, after all, Boun and Tay had to work early the next day.

***

Boun had been keeping something in mind, but he had been too busy all day to think about it. Before leaving get off work, he finally sat down to drink a glass of water. Glancing at the police system on the computer screen, Boun hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of ​​entering Prem's name into it.

He turned off the computer, stood up, stretched his joints, and prepared to leave work.

"Boun."

"P'Fern." Boun greeted with a smile, probably guessing why Fern came to see him.

"I looked at the shift schedule, you're off work at six tomorrow."

"Hehe." Boun laughed dryly and didn't answer.

"Don't make excuses this time. Dew really likes you and has been waiting for you to meet him when you are free. I beg you, just go and meet him and have a meal."

Fern is the elder sister of the police station. She usually takes good care of Boun and has known Boun's sexual orientation for a long time. Half a month ago, Fern suddenly told Boun that one of her cousins ​​fell in love with Boun at first sight after seeing his photo and asked her to help him to get in touch with him.

Boun was honest with Fern, saying that he didn't want to go on a blind date, and that he believed in fate. But Fern thought Boun was a nice guy, and that it would be great if he could be with her cousin, and her cousin also expressed his desire to meet Boun. But Fern made several appointments, but Boun always made excuses and refused to meet him.

"I told Dew, just this once. If you feel the same way, you can get along with each other. If not, I won't be involved in this matter anymore. What do you say?"

At this point, Boun had no choice but to agree. But he knew very well that he was just going through the process and there was no chance that anything would really happen between him and Dew. The simplest thing was that if he had a relationship through a colleague, the whole institute would know about it, and his father who was far away in the headquarters would also know about it. Boun didn't want to have an unpleasant experience with his father.

Fern was really quick to act. After Boun agreed, he received a friend request from Dew on Line before he even got home. Boun agreed to the friend request after parking the car. He didn't delay the request on purpose, because he couldn't avoid it anyway.

Dew was very polite and courteous, and was very humble about Boun's agreement to meet. Boun didn't want to chat, so he went straight to the point and made an appointment for dinner tomorrow night, letting the other party choose the location.

The next day, Fern was afraid that Boun would regret it, so he knocked on Boun's head before leaving get off work to remind him not to be late. Even though Boun was very reluctant, he still had basic courtesy, changed into clean clothes, and arrived at the restaurant early.

The location was a western restaurant chosen by Dew. Dew said he chose this place because he had been there before and it was pretty good and the food was delicious. Boun nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that the restaurant was easy to find, had a beautiful environment, and the price was moderate. It seemed that Dew had prepared well for this meeting with him, and even his attentiveness in choosing the restaurant showed through, with careful consideration of every detail.

Dew not only paid attention to the restaurant selection, but also carefully matched his clothes. Dew's appearance is not stunning, but his temperament is gentle and moderate, which adds a lot of points overall.

Unfortunately, in Boun's eyes, these were nothing compared to the first sight of love. Boun didn't want to give himself the opportunity to be a scumbag, nor did he want to procrastinate and waste the other person's time, so he tactfully expressed his thoughts after the meal.

Although Dew's eyes were full of disappointment, he still forced a smile on his face and said it was okay. He also felt that the two of them were not very suitable and wanted to make friends with Boun. Boun breathed a sigh of relief. Although they couldn't be lovers, they could certainly be friends. In this way, he didn't have to apologize to Fern, nor did he need to feel guilty towards Dew, and everyone was happy.

Boun was relieved after the matter was resolved, humming a little tune as he drove home. On the way, he was still thinking, fortunately he and Dew didn't like each other, if they really did, there would be a lot of follow-up problems. After thinking about it, he found it funny again. If he really liked Dew, he would be cautious. He didn't want to have a relationship and then implicate Fern, the matchmaker. Who knows what strange things his father will do to prevent his son from finding a boyfriend.

Of course, he wouldn't be so great as to pretend that he likes girls or never fall in love again just to consider his father's views and feelings. He was just afraid of trouble. If he was in a relationship, he wouldn't do it under his father's nose. The more Boun thought about it, the more he found himself funny. Why think about all this, all the prerequisites are to first meet someone who makes him fall in love.

The car stopped at the traffic light, and Boun thought of the boy named Prem. That morning, Prem looked hurried and unkempt, giving him a fresh and youthful look, which made Boun feel even brighter. Strangely enough, he hadn't run into the person he had often met in the past few days.

Boun knew where Prem's flower shop was, and whether to take the initiative was entirely up to him. From the first time Prem met him at the food stall door to the subsequent repeated encounters, he was intentionally trying to attract his attention. Yesterday, he used the excuse of borrowing a light to flirt with him directly.

Boun believes in first sight. Prem has already impressed him deeply, and if he sees him a few more times, that feeling will come up. Boun is not afraid that Prem will approach him with bad intentions, he believes that he still has the confidence to control it.

But once he takes the initiative to find Prem, or responds to Prem, the purpose and degree will be very different. It means that he is ready to accept the purpose of dating, and accept that both parties get to know each other and even take the next step.

Boun wasn't sure if he had that much interest in a stranger, nor was he sure if he was ready.

To Be Continued...