In the blink of an eye, the fateful bonds we missed are mourned through the silent strings of a used-up harp.
A thousand words ultimately weave true feelings into a cocoon, hoping sincerity can fly far away.
Longing from thousands of miles away, but where are you?
"Zhentian, could you really be so foolish? You never used to be like this, although I always enjoyed thinking of you as silly and too naive, acting without thinking things through.
But why, when you did this today, did you not consider the final outcome at all in your heart? You didn't care at all about what your father might think; in your eyes, there's only me. But is a wife truly that important in your eyes? A father is the one who brought you into this world and raised you with great effort; it's not easy. But I'm just a pawn that entered your home as a wife; if a wife is lost, you can find another, but once a father is gone, he's gone forever. Why don't you consider your family's feelings?
