[KSBJ-368] On the night of the third year after my wife's mother became a widow, I couldn't help but hug my mother-in-law in mourning clothes.

Due to the third death of my wife's father, I returned to my mother-in-law's house with my wife. After taking a break from the memorial service, the three of them drink and talk about their memories. My wife, who is weak in alcohol, fell asleep first, and I and my mother-in-law enjoyed a dinner together. Meanwhile, I felt a woman in the mourning clothes of my lonely mother-in-law, and my mother-in-law, who drank alcohol with a man for the first time in a long time, seemed to be excited. Meanwhile, the two of them kissed each other out of nowhere.