"What is the power of the heart?"
"What kind of power can the heart produce? And what effects can it achieve?"
Lin Hai couldn't help but start contemplating this question.
When one is enraged to the point of bursting, it seems everyone has inexhaustible energy and the courage to do things they wouldn't dare under normal circumstances; is this anger from the heart?
When loving someone, even amidst distress, exhaustion, and torment, one is willing to cross mountains and rivers in pursuit of the companionship and protection by their side; is this love from the heart?
It seems that love, hate, passion, and resentment all can be deemed to originate from the heart.
"Thoughts arise from the heart; when the heart moves, myriad thoughts arise. All the rights and wrongs in the world originate from the heart."
Lin Hai stood in the courtyard, the gentle breeze caressing the tips of his hair, yet unable to ripple the world within his heart.
