Reflecting on the vast heavens and earth, I stand alone, shedding tears in silence.
In life, sometimes, apart from loneliness and solitude, there is only loss and confusion that brings one to sigh in regret.
Zhou Wangchen was in high spirits yet tinged with sorrow.
It was an inexplicable feeling, an indefinable emotion.
Accustomed to melancholy and aloofness, suddenly everything going smoothly gave him a sense of overwhelming unreality.
Especially the perpetual ache in his heart—his unfortunate son, Zhou Yan, had truly grown up now and even had a smart and adorable daughter.
It was only upon seeing his son's daughter, his granddaughter, that Zhou Wangchen's emotional knots truly unraveled.
His realm, stagnant for so long without progress, began to loosen once again.
