The warmth I feel in my chest is actually the joy you gave me. I remember all of it, and I actually understand that when love becomes tired and leaves, what remains is a heart-piercing tenderness. Without him, I have nothing.
When the piano plays a song that matches the mood so well, all I hear is my crying. When the dream is over and you've awoken, what remains is just the cruelest heartache.
Zhang Zhentian knows that these things in his son's eyes may not be so easy to let go. As a child abandoned by his own parents, how could he not hate? But there were things that he could not decide, and in the end, he could only blame himself, saying that the decision he made back then resulted in all this mess.
"In your eyes, is it that as long as you say 'I'm sorry' casually when you've done something wrong, everything can become as if nothing ever happened?
