For a while, I constantly thought about comparing my pathetic self-esteem, always feeling that I shouldn't just bow my head and return home, and even more unwilling to beg for my family's forgiveness. But later, I figured out that nothing is more important than being together as a family.
Now, everyone is about to reveal the answer deep in their hearts and has already uncovered the mark buried deeply within. But now, I haven't, and the result is that the person I'm waiting for hasn't woken up yet. For everyone present, there's always a bit of disappointment—how much we wish everyone could stand here, everyone could return home and gather together, which is what a family should look like. What exactly is this now? I clearly know what kind of life I want, but no matter what, I can't keep this person by my side. What kind of harm is this to me?
