Only by saying a complete farewell to the past can we turn to the future and embrace growth.
Using a more literary term to describe the visitor's next actions, that would be—
Burial of the boy in his heart.
"Next, I want you to write a eulogy. You can arrange the wording of this part's content freely, organizing the beginning and the end as you wish."
"But I hope your eulogy will include these parts—"
Nan Zhubin looked into the visitor's eyes: "—You need to mourn 'the loving parents who never existed,' mourn 'the boy who once yearned for family love,' and finally, as an adult who has inherited that boy's strength, lay them to rest in their coffins."
The visitor looked at Nan Zhubin, his eyes somewhat wooden.
The visitor's breath subconsciously became heavy, long.
Then he turned his gaze back to the paper and pen on the coffee table.
