I know that our last snowfall together was swirling all around us, but we never really considered what our family members felt.
Old Master Zhang never expected that his daughter-in-law would ultimately make such a decision. At first, they went through so much trouble and gave up everything to come back to this home. Now that they've managed to return, how could I choose to leave because of such a minor change? Have I really made a mistake? Should I not have pressured them over and over?
But thinking back, every single thing I've done and the harm brought by each family member is not so easily forgotten. If it were, I wouldn't be like this. The hurt they caused me never changed, deeply imprinted in my mind, again and again. That was all brought upon me by them, so why do I keep being so lenient with them? Just because he's my son?
