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Sometimes love is funny. It will come in times of trembling, in loneliness.

Don't take a chance. Open your heart and accept it. Otherwise, I'll get a headache like Isara.

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1. The content, events, and characters are all fictitious. It was composed solely for the entertainment of the writer's imagination and the entertainment of the reader.

2. Content about gay men

midweek day Almost every table is full of customers, but the shop isn't crowded. The service is slow and not rushed.

Oat had just finished the last cocktail for a group of office ladies at a large table in the room.

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Other waitresses walked over and scooped up a little more ice. So I sat down to rest and picked up my mobile phone to look at this and that.

"Damn Peck... you're having fun," Oat said as he watched.

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Issara sat next to him, silent... didn't answer anything.

"I wonder if it wasn't black, it wouldn't come back."

Issara is quiet.

"I've been drunk up until now."

It is still quiet...

Oat slowly leaned towards him, raising his hand and waving it in front of the little man.

"Hey!!" Oat shakes Tom's shoulder. "What's wrong with you? Are you distraught and thinking about P'Palthi?"

The little man turned around and smiled teasingly, "Oh, huh.."

"Oh, I thought you took off your clairvoyance and went to Phuket," Oat teased.

A waiter walked over and ordered more drinks. Oat then retired to pick up his personal shaker and continue making cocktails.

I'm distraught. Yes, I'm distraught, but I can't reach Phuket. Floated and fell somewhere in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, it's not much different.

Popthorn sat motionless at the table in the middle of the room. Normally, if there are no customers ordering food A chef like him will go out and help those in front of him, whether it's coffee or drinks that he can handle. Except for the cocktail that needs to be released, it's the responsibility of the oats and pop. Including being a friend to talk to Tom in case he picks up anything.

The young man asked himself from the beginning of the evening. Why are you suddenly not daring to go out and help others like you normally do? A calm man Is there something to be afraid of as cold as him?

Tu took a deep breath. The image of him kissing the little person during the day is still stuck in his head. Ask yourself why you suddenly did something like that. Even though I had promised myself that I would not show anything at all.

He fell in love with Issara Long and loved him no less than Palitchoke. Only the person Issara chose was Palitchoke.

Just today, the atmosphere, the timing, the right time with no one around and no luck causing him to slip away.

In the local language, it is called...not being able to keep your cool...

There's nothing to change. Everything remains the same.

He still loves Issara as before.

Tom finished counting the money and called the waiter to take the bill book and give it to the customer.

"Is there something I can help you with?" P'Tu's voice asked softly as he stood next to Issara.

Tom turned to look at P'Tu, smiling faintly as usual.

Why is my face so hot? Issara, don't I feel anything?

“Um, it's nothing. It's going on today." Issara sounded as cheerful as ever.

After speaking, he stood still, not knowing what to say next.

Two people stood next to each other but didn't look at each other. They all turned around and looked at the front of the stage.

"Today, Ai Wan came with a complete set, the whole band," Phopthorn invites him to talk.

A small person, oh, "Yes"... "But there are a lot of people asking for P'Pek."

"Peck, everyone loves you," Tu replied.

"It's already there. Such a strong charm." Issara said and smiled proudly. This is a very charming person. Finished this sheepishly.

He finished speaking as if he remembered something. Turning around, he saw the calm expression of the person next to him..... Issara wanted to smack his own skull.

"Um, like you, I'll probably just stay in the kitchen," Tu said, eyes still looking at the stage.

Tom turned around quickly. “Why did Brother Tu say that? I see you only work in the kitchen like this. I'm a skilled chef.

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From outside, your charm is in every dish. Tom guarantees that if anyone eats it and says it doesn't taste good, they'll suck dog shit and spray it on my face." ....Are you laughing? Phopthorn

...Issara gave me a wide-eyed smile through her glasses....this is what Issara felt....sincerely admired the man in front of me.

This is the kind of sight that I often see when Issara enjoys food. It was this kind of voice that made the heart of a man like Popthorn melt like sugar turning into syrup in a dessert pot.

If there were only two people in this shop like in the daytime He probably grabbed the little person and hugged him.

“That's true..... It might make the person who eats it feel delicious........ But...I don't feel love."...."Is that right?" When he finished speaking, he turned to look at Tom's face as well.

The expression is cold according to form.

If it weren't for the fact that the waitress took the money that was kept on the customer's table and had Issara handle the change, she would definitely have dipped her head under the table.... Issara felt dizzy, her heart trembling, her hands awkwardly picking up the change. Not cheap Scrambled it into the bill book and handed it to the waiter. The waiter's face was so confused. He rolled his hand over the banknote and walked back to the customer, shaking his head.

P'Tu, can't you look like this? Tom has a bad heart... Issara thought.

Tom said he would trust P'Peck. Tom also has to make P'Peck trust him as well.

But why now do I feel sorry for and giddy with P'Tu? Issara.....

Tom took a deep breath.....Okay.

"P'Peck will be back soon".... I'm saying this as a reminder to myself, right? Tom spoke without looking at the audience.

"Um... I know." .... Tu replied in the same calm tone as before.

"But right now Peck isn't here... I told you, if there's ever a day when Tom doesn't have a boyfriend, Tom still has me, that's all I'll tell you".... Tu moved to walk away.

"P'Tu!" ...

Phopthorn turned to look at ...Issara lowered his head, not daring to meet his eyes. Speak softly, almost a whisper But it was enough for Tu who was standing next to hear....."Tom thanks you. Tom appreciates it. Tuu is always good to Tom."

Popthorn smiled a little as usual.

The sound of music on the stage was loud.

//.....will respect the decision.....

.....will accept the truth.....

.....No need to force, no need to resist, no need to try.....//

The image he saw was of a tall, slender man with broad shoulders. Standing next to a little person Behind the cashier counter Everyone looked at the stage.

Oat is busy making a big cocktail at the office girl.

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The room ordered another dozen.

Phobthon stood next to Issara as if they weren't talking to each other....

Cut to the image below where the counter is covering. The taller person's thick hand held the smaller person's hand.

Issara is still, confused... Her heart is in love with luck, but she doesn't dare let go of this man.

The hand that made dessert for Issara The hand that had touched Issara's forehead when he had a fever Looking for medicine for Issara when Palitchok still hasn't come to the shop.....

Let that hand warmly hold you like that

No one probably noticed that Pop had parked his car behind the store. Walk in through the back door. Even though I couldn't hear the two of them talking.

But I see!!!.....

The two hands holding each other couldn't escape the sight of Big Brother who was standing there with his mouth open behind him.

Pop cursed in his heart..... "Shit, you bastard!"

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Because Issara was shaken. or production that is overbearing The matter of love is not mutually exclusive. People who secretly love someone like Phopthorn don't let go of the opportunity to follow their hearts at certain times.

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