Zhang Yichen saw his own biological mother becoming increasingly anxious each day, and he felt she was quite pitiable. No matter the amount of harm his mother had caused him, she always loved him. There is no mother in the world who does not love her child; she simply chose the wrong path. Knowing she now regrets it, why should he cling to the past and not let go? Holding onto the past only makes everyone live in pain and anxiety, constantly struggling within their suffering. If this is truly the case, won’t he lose a kind-hearted nature himself? He never wanted these things to happen in his family because everyone thinks differently.
"Grandpa, there are things that we don’t need to pursue as rigorously as before. As long as mom can co back, as long as our family can reunite, as long as we can live happily, what’s the harm? Let the things from before thoroughly pass with the flow of ti, which might indeed be a good dicine, healing the wounds in everyone’s hearts!
Our family has managed to reunite, so why let unhappy mories ruin our chance at happiness? We’ve already paid too high a price, and no one else can settle it for us. Every ti, we endure the pain ourselves. We should learn to look forward, forget the unpleasant past, bring my mom and dad ho, let them accompany each other forever, isn’t it better for our family to return to that happy state?"
Old Master Zhang felt that his grandson made sense. He also believed that certain matters should not be pursued as intensely anymore. Clinging to the past ans no one can truly live happily. Maybe it’s ti to open up like before, and treat everyone around him kindly. Why let them suffer continual harm from his actions? Everyone faces difficulties, no one lives easily, all struggle in pain.
"Perhaps you’re right, maybe I’ve held onto too many things. Perhaps I should really give up on the unhappy past, reflect properly on my mistakes. It’s ti to let go, let them as a family be together well. I will no longer cling to the past, but so things cannot be forgotten completely. Everyone has their little secrets, which I understand, but repeatedly disregarding your husband—not taking him seriously—is intolerable to . After all, he’s still my biological son!"
"Maybe you all think you can forget the past, but I cannot. Maybe you all believe ti can heal every inward wound, but ti doesn’t actually work that way. It can’t change the reality of your hurt, only deepens the pain in your heart. Ti is indeed the most frightening killer, ti and again dragging you into despair, without any way to climb out, only moaning and struggling in pain. It won’t give you any chance to rise, because if you rise, ti knows it has no way to press you down again in this lifeti.
Perhaps I shouldn’t complain about the heavens’ unfair treatnt, because the heavens are actually fair, giving you sothing yet taking away sothing you love most. But I’ll never be grateful to the heavens, as the pain it made endure cannot be obliterated this lifeti. Repeatedly I reflect on every path I’ve chosen, the only regret I have is losing her. I’ve never regretted any decision, but losing her was my life’s greatest tragedy. This pain is unforgettable as it has imprinted on deeply. I lost the person I loved the most because of my mistaken choices—there’s no way to compensate for the errors I committed."
No matter if my life is happy or spent in pain’s abyss, it matters not to anymore. As I wake repeatedly from nightmares, you know what kind of nightmares they are? I dream repeatedly that he looks at my hands and leaves behind. Can anyone comprehend my inner suffering? As I awaken from nightmares, I find no one beside to aid . My world consists only of myself, alone in darkness, a world so dark you can’t see your hands. Who can truly understand such pain? Perhaps you can’t comprehend what kind of pain it is, but I can’t explain it to you either. I only rely on my willpower to endure repeatedly, because I cannot collapse. I must use all my ti to think of him, to accept heaven’s punishnt for . Only by repeatedly letting these things bring pain, ensuring I can never forget in my lifeti, do I realize how wrong my past actions were, hurting soone who deeply loved !"
Zhang Yichen decided to say nothing further. He knew his mother was deeply trapped and unable to extricate herself. Nightmares had turned her into a fearful person, suffering beyond recognition for years. He understood how much pain she had been in—it was no longer possible to resent her as before. Her days were worse than death, living with soone she didn’t love, while losing the man she loved most. What kind of psychological tornt is that? Over the years, what kind of determination has she relied upon to co this far? Do I truly need to hold hatred like before, leaving her without any comfort in her life?
Though it seed so simple to love you, only later did I realize it wasn’t a decision that could be changed lightly!
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