Third anniversary of my father's death. One day, a woman who was a student of his father appears before his son, who has been living a carefree life. My father was a lecturer at a university during his lifetime. She says she was her student at the time. She invited a woman who wanted to burn incense and told her a story about her father. By all means, the woman says that she wants to repay her kindness at that time to the young man.
