Dead look

"You want me to come even after seeing what happened last time?" Zichen implores, controlling his temper. 

"Son...how long do you want to be like this? It hurts me to see both of you not being able to stand each other," Zhi Ruo sobs getting emotional. Zhi Ruo has never slept peacefully since the day her children got distant. Each time when she encounters her son fighting, her heart hurts. Sometimes she would think if it's her fault that her songs are like this. 

"Mother, I don't want to fight with him. You know he hates me" Zichen sighs in annoyance. 

He too tried talking things out with him but it wasn't what he expected. Each time they will meet, they end up fighting. 

"Son...for me please come. I talked with your brother and he has no problem with your coming."