Fate is like a thread between you and me, thick or thin, long or short.
The fate between them is like a lunch box, not so hot, not so delicious, so ordinary that people can accept it calmly without any precautions.
How does an ordinary lunch box transform into a bond between two strangers?
How can a chance acquaintance create a beautiful love?
Please pay attention to the little theater of your mother's imagination and listen to your mother tell you the bloody love story of her son. We will be there when the cute moments appear.