딸이 억지로 소개팅을 시켰습니다... 그런데 제 인생이 조금 달라졌어요.

It has been 10 years since I lost my wife. I thought living alone was the most comfortable thing to do. Eating alone. Going to the doctor alone. I thought growing old alone was a natural part of life. But my daughter forced me to go on a blind date. At first, it was a bother. It was embarrassing. But as we ate together, goed to the doctor together, and walked through the market together, one day, I suddenly realized something. That eating with someone is a little less lonely than eating alone. This is not a love story. It is a story about what it means to grow old together. What would you do? If, at over seventy, you found someone to eat with, go to the doctor with, and spend the day with. Would you take that person's hand?