What do you want to talk about? It’s not that I did not really love when I was in a coffee shop. I had a love for me, so I parted because I loved it. One day when I was working in the coffee shop, my son came. When I was a kid, I was separated. I have loved married men in the past. It also has a child I tried to raise his child as hard as my child. Not my child, but … Then, from a certain moment, both the child and me have more time. He was gradually neglecting the house. It turns out that he was in contact with his ex-wife again and was doing well. If I just disappear … everyone is happy …. If I’m quiet … I want to be a nice husband who waited for my wife. I left. ‘Why did the son come?’ Nostalgia for the real mother, and the place where I want to lean against the unstable youth
