I've always wondered how many types of love there are. Do men only have to be with women? And what if something goes wrong from something that nature didn't create? Even though nature created men and women, did anyone say that men must always go with women? While I was thinking about something, there was the sound of someone walking behind me. "What are you doing sitting alone?"

Someone said and put a hand on my shoulder. "Oh, I'm really stressed out," he said with a soft smile. “About Oil walking with a man, right?” When those words came out of her mouth, I was truly caught off guard. “Probably,” when I answered like a person who doesn't put up a good fight. She came and straddled me and kissed me on the cheek."

Anyway, deer still have gems. Ploy likes deer." No one knows if this kind of thing will happen, but what I'm afraid of is that right now a pair of eyes are staring coldly at the two of us. Yes, that was Oil, which made me almost want to die when I saw her clear tears flowing little by little as she didn't dare to fight so I ran away. "Oi, wait a minute."

I tried to go but was held back by someone behind me. "Kwang Ploy, please, Ploy loves Kwang, Kwang. Please don't run away from Ploy. Can you stay with Ploy, Kwang?" She hugged me from behind without me doing anything until we both cooled down first.