Several decades ago, my daughter's classmate and neighbor Kota confessed to her.I thought he was saying this because of the admiration that young boys have for older women, so I told him, ``I'm sorry.''Years later, when I opened the front door to welcome my daughter, who was coming home with her fiancé, a familiar young man was standing there.To my surprise, my daughter's fiancé was Kota-kun.That night, feeling nostalgic, I casually asked him if he remembered anything from the past, and he unexpectedly kissed me and said, ``As expected, I still love you.''
