These scenes would make one understand many things, but they could not change his thoughts or ultimate goal.
Ye Zi experienced Kushina's joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness along the way, as well as her inner conflicts and anguish, all the way to her final resolve.
Kushina had entered Ye Zi's world in the same way.
There was a door with no lock, yet it could not be opened.
Now, that door had opened. She, too, followed young Ye Zi as a bystander, from that unfamiliar world into the familiar one of the present.
She saw cruelty and darkness. She saw Ye Zi's helpless confusion. She saw the changes Ye Zi had made for Ye Rui. She saw how a little boy who should have been enjoying a happy childhood had been imperceptibly transformed by his circumstances and experiences.
Amid that endless snowfall, what kind of will had supported his body? His feet had clearly lost all feeling, yet he had stubbornly kept moving forward instead of falling. The blood in his veins had nearly frozen, yet the heart in his chest refused to slow its beating.
Because the person he carried on his back was the only and most important family he had in this life.
Kushina walked beside six-year-old Ye Zi. Her feet stepped onto the deep snow without sinking, as though she were walking on level ground, yet she could feel the biting cold wind around her slicing into her soul like knives. That was Ye Zi's experience, and she felt it as if it were her own.
They walked side by side through the wind and snow, yet they could not feel each other's presence.
Kushina silently watched Ye Zi trudge through the snow, his eyes unfocused but his teeth clenched, as well as Ye Rui, who