Old Master Zhang is now unsure whether his son Zhentian can still hear the words he's saying from deep within his heart, but he truly hopes that his actions could make his son feel even a little bit.
Everyone outside is waiting for his son to wake up, having spent countless days and nights here. Why does his son remain so indifferent, willing to sleep forever in his nightmares, never to wake up?
He cannot accept it, he cannot accept that his son has just returned to his side only to become like this. He must rely on his efforts, to make his own calls as a father awaken his son. He must never give up, even though his own body has already reached its twilight years.
