That year, under the peach blossom tree, he bit his lip, tightly pressed the seam of his trousers with his naturally drooped hands, and said suddenly and repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Under the sycamore tree, he was thoughtful at first, then mustered up the courage, clenched his fists and said, "I'm sorry."
After working for many years, they ran in the snow, looked at her lovingly, and said "I'm sorry" firmly with their eyes.
Purpose: Growth and Redemption