When I returned home, my mother was, as usual, cleaning the room, but she stood still with a puzzled look, holding something in her hand. There, lined up neatly, were my adult DVDs. She picked one up, clearly seeing it for the first time, her expression suggesting she wanted to say something. I braced myself for a scolding, but instead, she said unexpectedly, "I'm going to check the content of this DVD now." I was completely thrown off guard. Apparently, her intention was to determine whether the content was educationally appropriate. My mother, curiously intrigued by the adult video on screen, and me, tensely watching her every move. Gradually, she became absorbed in the footage. I stared at her profile as she watched, her expression—was it just my imagination, or did she look excited? Then came the moment when she could no longer hide her arousal...