My heart is like a stone, and I can't turn it around. My heart is so powerful that I can't take it away. Weiyi is not optional.
Maybe it's because he felt some resonance from this poem - those days when he was struggling to move forward amidst prejudice and neglect may have always been a knot in Cao Pi's heart that he couldn't untie. But at least in the end, there was someone beside him who was willing to admit his feelings for him, hold him in his arms, and read a poem to him tenderly.
Just——
Sima Yi thought with some regret, how wonderful it would be if such a moment did not happen before the separation of life and death.