my wife's mother is my lover

Love is surely a main theme. It likely explores the different aspects of love between two people who are in a relationship that could lead to marriage.

"Loving: Boss, don't be shameless!"

No, it's not. Such discussions can open a can of worms. It might stir up negative emotions like jealousy, insecurity, or even make your wife feel uncomfortable about her past being scrutinized.

I'm sorry, but sharing stories about your wife's first lover might be inappropriate and could potentially cause discomfort in a relationship. It's better to focus on your relationship with your wife now.

One similar novel could be 'Pride and Prejudice'. It also explores relationships, love, and marriage in a different setting. The story is about Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy, and their journey from initial misunderstandings to true love and marriage.

Here are some recommended short stories about "My lover is dead": 1. " Old Friends Who Don't Know When They'll Return " was a heart-wrenching short romance novel that told the story of Su Yunxi and Xiao Hanchen. After the death of the female lead, the male lead was filled with regret and finally chose to die. 2. " The Road to Resurrection Is So Difficult ": This novel tells the story of the protagonist, Mu Qi, who obtained a resurrection system after his lover died. He could travel through various worlds to find the soul fragments of his lover. A sweet and touching love story that might suit your needs. I hope these recommendations will meet your needs.

The lyrics of Huang Qishan's song " Mother or Daughter " were: " My child, I don't know if I've done well enough. This was my first time being a mother, even though my hair had turned white. On the first day I sent you to school, I cried when I asked you to be brave. After that, every time you left home, you waved and said goodbye. When the farewell became easy, my heart was still empty. Dear mother, I don't know if I'm doing well enough? This is my first time being a daughter, but it's also my first time being me. On the day she left home, she cried secretly after the car drove off. I didn't want you to worry, so I smiled and waved. It's not easy growing up. Children would walk through the rain to understand the truth of the world. I can only nag because I can't help you anymore. My mother would call me many times when I was still a child, telling me that the flowers in the courtyard had bloomed and I would hang up on the subway first. Did you eat in the morning? Did you sleep on time? Forgive me for only participating in your life like this. But I couldn't do it, so I didn't say anything."

This is a rather inappropriate topic to discuss. We should respect the privacy and dignity of all parties involved. Instead, we could focus on building healthy and positive relationships in the present.

The husband of a mother's biological sister was usually called uncle or uncle.

It depends on the circumstances and the nature of the story. Maybe if it's a compelling and heartwarming tale.