She still remembered how, in the days before Long Haochen absorbed the Light Elemental Spirit, he had spoken to her every day about responsibility. He had told her that everyone had different responsibilities, and everyone bore a burden. It was only that each person understood it differently.
"Big Sister, why aren't you saying anything? Why are you wearing a veil?" Five-year-old Sheng Lingxin kept asking tirelessly.
After asking several questions in a row without getting any response from Cai'er, Sheng Lingxin clearly found it rather boring. He ran over to pester Lan Yanyu instead. "Big Sister, Little Sister won't talk. Will you play with me?"
Holding her husband's broad hand, Lan Yanyu could no longer hold back. She suddenly threw her arms around him and burst into tears. Her husband, once a heroic man, had been tortured into this state by the spiritual stove's backlash. How could her heart not ache?
"Take good care of him. I'll be leaving first." Her Green Bamboo Staff struck the ground, and Cai'er sprang into the air. As she left at top speed, she suddenly realized that the hatred in her heart toward her parents seemed to have faded considerably.
After leaving the courtyard and returning to the Barracks, Cai'er was surprised to find that the gloom she had kept buried in her heart seemed to have lessened as well. She even felt a measure of ease and serenity. Aside from when she was with Long Haochen, this was the first time she had felt this way since becoming the Reincarnation Saint Daughter.
Long Haochen's words echoed in her ears once more: forgiveness meant forgiving others, and forgiving oneself.
When Cai'er returned to the Barracks, even she herself did not notice the trace of gentleness that had appeared between her brows.
However, no one