The cave emitted painful roars, echoing through Snow Mountain, like the mountain's own cries.
Li Yelai felt his brain tearing apart, a terrible tremor relentlessly shredding his mind. Countless hopeful and hateful thoughts from the past now transformed into sharp blades that stabbed into his heart, wildly churning.
The heartache choked him and brought him to tears.
Countless images floated before his eyes.
He saw his father, who had mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind a farewell letter at home.
He saw his mother on the sickbed, her body emaciated from illness, still waiting for her lover's return.
He saw his weeping sister by the grave, alongside a pain- and rage-filled version of himself.
His mother had waited for this man until her death, even using sign language to tell Li Yelai that he would surely return, that he certainly would…
Back then, Li Yelai couldn't understand.
