In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, yet you still haven't returned. Has everything stopped like smoke in the old school yard? Watching spring go by and autumn come, all thoughts of longing now seem futile.
"Yichen, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had dreams. Over the years, it's been my failure as a father that has let you down so much. I didn't even know that my own son had to give up his dreams because of me. Perhaps I'm really not suited to be your father; I barely deserve it. There are too many people in the world better than me, more suited to be your father. I don't even know how unbelievably lucky I was to have you become my son!
