My father died when I was little, and my mother raised me alone. I was happy living with my mother, and I loved her very much. But one day, I saw my mother having a friendly conversation with a man I didn't know... We had always been just the two of us. She was my mother alone!! But then she told me she was going to remarry... Her gentle smile and her warm body that embraced me were taken away by another man. At that moment, I realized that I loved my mother as a woman.