Chapter 04

Boun hesitated for a few days about whether to take the initiative to find Prem, but he still had no answer. The more he hesitated, the more he found that he actually began to miss a stranger. Boun had already found the answer.

When it was time to get off work, Boun went to the locker in the lounge to find the clothes he had prepared in advance and changed out of his police uniform. The lights were on and the road was congested. The destination was not far from the police station. Boun's car slowly stopped at a roadside parking space not far from the flower shop.

The flower shop is located on a street with a good flow of people. The nearby shops all have big signs. Prem's flower shop has only a small storefront, but there are many flowers that Boun can't name at the door. Before Boun entered the shop, he saw Prem standing in front of a large table trimming the branches. After making sure that he was in the right place, he walked in.

"Hey, Phi officer is here." Prem looked up and greeted Boun with a smile, but he didn't stop working.

Boun didn't answer. He was surprised that Prem didn't ask him why he came just now. He didn't dare to guess that Prem was looking forward to his arrival.

He blinked dryly and took a few steps closer to Prem. Prem was wearing a brown apron, the straps of which showed the waist hidden under the T-shirt. He was wearing a pair of light blue jeans. Although they were not tight, it made people imagine what kind of legs were hidden under them.

"What are you looking at, Phi?" Prem didn't even raise his head, and his voice ended with a mischievous smile.

"Looking at the flowers." Boun also smiled, saying that he was looking at the flowers, but his eyes were always on Prem.

"You're not buying flowers, why are you looking at flowers?"

"How do you know I won't buy it?"

"Even if you buy it, you have no one to give it to."

"How do you know I have no one to give it to?"

Prem put down the scissors he was using to trim the branches, and looked up at Boun.

"Are you going to give it to me?"

Boun picked up the ribbon used to wrap the bouquet on the table and said, "It's not impossible."

"Really?" Prem took the initiative to move closer, with no smile on his face, his eyes staring straight into Boun's eyes, as if confirming something. Two seconds later, he got the answer he wanted, and smiled.

"I run a flower shop, so don't give me flowers, just treat me to a meal."

Prem seemed to have known that Boun would definitely agree, and there was no doubt in his tone, but he narrated it in a relaxed manner, like two familiar friends informing each other about the next arrangement.

"Okay."

"Then wait for the handsome boy in the store come back after delivering the flowers, and then we will leave."

"Handsome boy?"

Prem laughed: "Usually he is in charge of the shop and delivering flowers. He is quite handsome."

"Oh\~"

Boun said "Oh" with a deep meaning, and neither of them continued to talk about this topic. After a while, the handsome boy came back after delivering the flowers. Prem said a few more words, and then followed Boun out and got into the car.

Prem saw Boun driving directly without saying anything, and smiled and teased: "You treat me to a meal, don't you ask me what I want to eat?"

"I won't ask. You can't even tell whether someone handsome or not, so I'm afraid you can't tell whether the food is delicious or not. Let me decide."

Prem raised his eyes, rolled his eyeballs twice, and the smile in his eyes appeared again.

Boun took Prem to a time-honored restaurant that serves local Thai cuisine. The restaurant was very popular. They came late and could only sit at a small table in the corner. Boun was familiar with the place and asked the waitress to get the menu and order book, and wrote down what he wanted to eat.

"Although this is a time-honored restaurant, young people don't like to go to places like this now. You probably haven't been here before, right?"

"No."

"That's good." Boun's mouth curled up slightly, a smug smile that was a good guess. "See what you want to eat."

Smart people to smart people, Prem is very sure that Boun knows what he thinks of him. Under such circumstances, it is really surprising that Boun does not take him to a western restaurant with a beautiful environment for the first time to eat alone.

However, compared with western restaurants, Prem does prefer restaurants like food stalls. He likes delicious food and also likes practicality.

"You choose. I'm afraid that what I ordered won't taste good."

"Do you still remember what I said just now?" Boun knew that Prem did it on purpose, so he continued. "Let's order some signature dishes, so we won't be afraid of making mistakes. Can you eat spicy food? Can you eat seafood?"

After getting Prem's affirmative answer, Boun ordered Tom Yum Goong soup, stir-fried pork with basil leaves, curry crab, and a water spinach with shrimp paste.

While waiting for the food to be served, the two chatted casually. Boun mostly asked about whether the flower shop was busy or not, whether the business was good or not, etc.

"Why are you so concerned about the situation of the flower shop? Why don't you ask about my situation?"

"You are afraid that I will ask about it, like interrogating a prisoner, which will be annoying."

"I thought you had checked me out long ago, so you didn't ask about my personal situation."

"How could that be!" Boun hesitated whether to check out that day because he was afraid of this situation. He was a little interested in Prem, and he was not afraid of finding out something, but he was afraid that the two of them would easily misunderstand each other after checking.

"Since you haven't checked, just ask directly if you have anything to ask."

Boun didn't know where to start, and thought about the encounter at the police station last night.

"You accompanied your friend to the police station that night, what happened?"

"It's not a big deal. Tee called us that night and said that his husband went to a hotel with someone and asked us to help catch the adulterer. We all know the mistress. He knew that Tee and his husband were married, but he still dared to hook up with him. Don't blame us for beating him up."

Boun thought of the bruised mistress in the hotel that night: "You beat him up pretty badly. Is he just letting it go? Not pursuing responsibility?"

"How dare he. As soon as entered the room, I took all the nude photos of him and the scumbag."

Boun laughed when he heard this. It seemed that Prem was a smart person and a hot-tempered person who was not easy to mess with. Prem did not intend to pretend to be obedient and sensible in front of him. Boun admired this direct personality.

He learned from Prem that this Tee was Prem's good friend. Prem was hesitant about where to go after graduation. Tee got married and settled down in Bangkok, and kept asking Prem to come to Bangkok, so that they could take care of each other. However, not long after Prem came, Tee's marriage had problems.

"Now that you've opened a flower shop, you won't leave, right?"

They were obviously talking about Tee, but Boun was asking about Prem.

"I will definitely not leave in the short term. I have invested a lot of money in it." This was the truth, but after saying it, Prem smiled and added: "Of course, I hope that besides the flower shop, there are other reasons for me to stay."

Boun didn't respond, but he knew what Prem meant. It's true that he has a crush on Prem, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to look for Prem today. In his opinion, he and Prem are just like each other, they just like each other temporarily, they have a good impression of each other and want to know more. Even if Prem is more proactive, it doesn't mean that Prem likes him that much. So he is willing to go with the flow and is not in a hurry to develop a relationship between the two.

The dishes they ordered came up one after another. Boun, playing the role of host, naturally gave priority to Prem and filled a bowl of soup for him first. Prem didn't pretend to be polite and accepted it generously.

Boun put half a curry crab on Prem's plate, looked around the table but didn't see any disposable gloves, so he stood up and wanted to find the waiter, but Prem stopped him first.

"It's okay, just wash hands after eating."

Since Prem didn't care, Boun let it go. After all, when he usually goes out to eat with colleagues and friends, he just eats directly without much ceremony. However, in his subconscious, he is a rough man, and Prem is white and tender, like a young master, which makes him curious whether Prem's eating manners are very elegant.

Prem has already grasped the crab leg and started to eat it directly. He didn't care that his hands were covered with green curry. He was carefree and not shy or embarrassed at all.

Boun recalled the day when he had dinner with Dew. Dew was either shy or wanted to leave a good impression on Boun. He ate very politely and did everything very slowly. Boun was afraid that he would scare him if he moved a little too much, so he was very nervous the whole time. Prem, on the other hand, was not reserved or pretentious, and he didn't need to be roundabout at all. Boun found this person very cute.

After dinner, Boun wanted to take Prem home. Prem got on the passenger seat and told him an address. It was an old apartment building. Prem rented this apartment simply because it was close to the flower shop.

Prem tilted his head and looked at Boun from the passenger seat: "Now you know where my shop is and where I live, but I don't even know your name. It's not fair."

Boun smiled without saying anything, and handed Prem his wallet that he had thrown on the cup holder: "Is it fair to show you my ID card?"

"Boun..." Prem took out his ID card, glanced at it and put it back. Apart from the ID card, he didn't touch anything else in his wallet, nor did he look at it again. He just wanted to know Boun's name. Looking at it for a while would make him look at it for other purposes.

"Save my phone number." The traffic light turned red, and Boun turned to look at Prem, motioning him to take out his phone.

Boun reported a string of numbers, then smiled and said: "Remember to call the police if you have difficulty."

Prem stared at Boun and smiled. Boun was putting the initiative back in his hands. He was not afraid of taking the initiative, but was afraid of no response.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Boun looked up. Probably because the apartment building was old and there were not many residents, the lights on in the whole building were sparse, and even the street lights on the side of the road were a little dim.

"Do you need me to accompany you up?"

Boun was purely concerned, and had no intention of taking the opportunity to get closer. Prem didn't think wrongly, shrugged, smiled and shook his head.

"No, I'm used to it."

Since Prem said so, Boun couldn't insist. Prem unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed the small bag in his hand.

"Thank you for treating me to dinner tonight. The food is delicious."

Boun smiled and said, "I can still tell whether the food is delicious or not."

Prem continued: "I can also tell whether a person is handsome or not."

The passenger door was already open. Prem got out of the car and bent down to talk to Boun: "Phi officer, I think you are handsome."

To Be Continued...

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