Initially, my father married for my mother's property.
When her mother was seriously ill, the provocative mistress who came to her door became the last straw for her.
My father was to blame for my mother's death.
And he lived in the shadows from then on, as if he had entered boundless purgatory.
However, she appeared, like a bright sunshine, shining into his heart.
She made him see that life is not all black, but should be colorful.
Just after he proposed the Internet, she panicked.
"It's just a game! That's it!"
She didn't look outstanding and was fat, so she didn't dare to appear in front of him like this.
Not wanting to believe it, he almost begged and said, "Keep playing, okay?"
She said: "I hope you are a sensible person. If you are deceived by such lies, it would be polite not to expose them, right?"
Intention: I am willing, in the palm of her hand.