Half a year ago, when I returned to my hometown, my drunk stepfather suddenly kissed me.
My stepfather might not remember the kiss, but I can't forget it.
And today, after half a year, I'm staying at my stepfather's house again for my homecoming.
My husband left me behind to go fishing.
As I felt awkward being alone with my stepfather, he suddenly said.
'I want to kiss you...'
