My father died when I was young, and my mother raised me alone. I was happy with the amount of love she showered on me, and I loved my mother very much. But one day, my mother told me she was going to remarry, to a man I didn't know... At that moment, I felt like the world we had lived together in was suddenly falling apart. My mother was going to become someone else's wife. Her gentle smile and her warm arms that embraced me were going to be taken away by another man. When I thought about that, my reason somehow crumbled.