"They say a mother’s heart is linked to her son’s. You must understand him, right? You wouldn’t bla him, would you?"
"Yes, I know you wouldn’t bla him!"
"Which mother would really bla her son? Though I’ve never had children, I’m a woman too, and I can understand you. For any mother, no matter the mistakes her child makes, she can’t bear to bla them, because that’s how great a mother’s love is."
"I too have a mother, in fact, I have two mothers, though now it seems like I have three. Mom, will you accept as your daughter? I too long for motherly love, just like Shaocheng. But my foster mother has already left this world. She was a wonderful mother. Although I’m not her own flesh and blood, she raised as if I were."
"I should have hated Shaocheng so much. It’s because of him that I will never again be able to enjoy ti with my mother. Looking back, the past is simply unbearable. When will this cycle of grievance end? I can’t kill your son to avenge my mother, not only because I don’t have the capability, but also because I fell in love with your son. The only thing I can do is make him love for the rest of his life. He made lose a love, so he must compensate with another one."
"I have another mother, my biological mother, but I don’t have many mories of her. I forgot everything from my childhood, and I only saw her once when I was older, even with a sentint of rejection. Now I regret it so much. I regret not having a good relationship with her. My biological mother is still missing due to my actions, and I feel extrely guilty. I want to confess to my mother, but the heavens have not given this opportunity yet."
As Chenxing said this, she looked at the man kneeling beside her in the snow and wind. Continuing the monologue that he initiated and she narrated: "I think Shaocheng’s current guilt and longing for your motherly love should be the sa as my confession to and longing for my mother."
"Even though it’s cold today and it’s snowing, mom, you must be very heartbroken watching him kneel before you. But please let him kneel, let him give you the respect and love a son owes to his mother."
"There is a tradition where a son keeps vigil for his deceased mother for three days, and demonstrates filial piety for three years. Although we live abroad, we are still children of the Huaxia. We must not forget our ancestral teachings and ancient rites. Even though you’ve long passed away, now Shaocheng has reopened your coffin for this belated vigil. It’s sothing he should do."
"Don’t feel sorry for him. Let him observe the mourning period for you, let your soul rest."
"I know, as a good mother like you, you’d only let him keep vigil for three days, right? If it were any longer, you would be as heartbroken as , wouldn’t you?"
"It’s often said that a child’s body is given by their parents. To parents, any harm to their child’s body is more painful than any harm to their own. Shaocheng suffered a serious injury recently and was walking on the edge of death for an entire month. He’s only just recovered. How could you bear to see him sick again? Even if he doesn’t care about himself, you’d be extrely worried for him, wouldn’t you?"
Gu Shaocheng slowly turned his head and looked at her for a while.
An open embrace was waiting for him, as the umbrella moved aside. His icy body was caught in a warm embrace and tears fell from his eyes in that mont.
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