Yiping was pushed up a few steps by Song Yizhi, and he looked at the man in front of him nervously.
Shen Bu looked to be in his early thirties, and the accumulation of time made him even more attractive.
His facial features are sharp and angular, his body is tall and straight, his slightly narrow red phoenix eyes are somewhat majestic and cool, and his slightly thin lips are pursed.
He was wearing a navy blue robe with wide sleeves embroidered with silver patterns, his dark hair was neatly combed and tied with a purple gold crown, and he had a jade pendant around his waist.
Yi Ping described his father's appearance with his eyes, and then, the father in his imagination gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.
Shen Bu looked at the skinny boy in front of him, his lips moved, and his eyes overflowed with deep distress and guilt.
When Song Luo saw the father and son looking at each other intently, she turned around and walked straight into the pavilion, performed a Dust Removal Technique before sitting down on the stool.
First, wait for the father and son to hug each other and cry, and then I will talk about Xu Xiuli's treatment.
Song Yizhi saw the father and son looking at each other affectionately, and she moved to Rong Yueyuan's side in small steps.
Rong Yueyuan looked down at the little girl beside him, then bent down and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"I still want to ask you, what's going on with you?" Song Yizhi pointed to the two people over there and the old mother in the pavilion, and lowered his voice, "Why did you follow them?"
"When you came to give the news to the sect master, I was in Song Ningfeng talking to the great elder about the corpse demon transformation." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was unhurried, "Then the great elder noticed that the sect master had left the sect, and she knew that the sect master must be here. Muzhou, I was called here by the great elder."
Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment.
Why did mother call Rong Yueyuan here? !
Could it be that he was afraid that he would not be able to stop the two brothers and sisters on his own?
Song Yizhi raised his hand and rubbed his chin, thinking.
Finally, Song Yizhi, who couldn't figure it out, gave up. She whispered to Rong Yueyuan, "You don't have to come. This is the sect leader's private matter. Be careful not to be recorded."
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with gentle and profound eyes, "Do I dare not to come?"
Seeing the man's gentle yet powerful eyes, Song Yizhi choked up.
What, what dare you? There must be other reasons for him to come to Muzhou!
Song Yizhi thought while looking away at Shen Bu and Yiping with a somewhat wandering gaze.
The father and son were looking at each other quietly, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Song Yizhi turned to look at Rong Yueyuan beside her. Suddenly, she thought of a bad idea.
Cutting weeds without eradicating the roots will bring new growth when the spring breeze blows. Why not take advantage of this moment to cut off Xu Xiuli's retreat!
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Yueyuan's sleeve.
Rong Yueyuan bent down.
Song Yizhi whispered a few words in Rong Yueyuan's ear.
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, then nodded, and teleported away after she loosened her sleeves.
Song Luo glanced at her daughter.
She said it was nothing, but look, how easy it is to arouse her.
It seems that he did not make a mistake in calling Rong Yueyuan here.
This way.
Shen Bu was the first to break the somewhat depressing silence. He took two steps back and then bent down to look at the boy in front of him.
"I'm sorry." Shen Bu just said two words, and his voice couldn't stop choking, "I should have known about your existence earlier."
The child looked like he had suffered a lot.
If I had known of his existence earlier and brought him back earlier, wouldn't he have suffered a lot less?
Yiping didn't expect that the first thing his father said to him would be to say sorry, and he was stunned.
Father, does he feel sorry for himself?
Father, he doesn't dislike himself but feels sorry for himself?
Yi Ping opened his mouth, and tears came out before words came out.
His tears fell down and flowed into the gap between the mask and the flesh.
"Don't cry." Shen Bu said dryly. The look of him at a loss made Yi Ping's tears even more unstoppable.
Father cares about himself.
He didn't dislike himself!
Shen Bu looked at the child who was crying even harder and was at a loss. He looked at Song Yizhi aside for help.
After receiving his uncle's look for help, Song Yizhi sighed slightly and stepped forward.
This family would be broken up without her!
Song Yizhi raised his hand and put it on Yi Ping's head, rubbed it twice, and said angrily, "Don't cry. If you cry again, I will beat you."
Yi Ping didn't believe it, so he silently pulled Song Yizhi's claws away, and then looked at Song Yizhi with his lips pursed and somewhat depressed.
My cousin is really too much. How can a sister touch her brother's head?
Seeing Yi Ping looking at her angrily with red eyes, Song Yizhi was so cute that she reached out her hand in spite of herself.
"No." Yiping stopped Song Yizhi's hand and said seriously, "I am your cousin, you can't touch my head."
Song Yizhi hummed, "Then are you still crying?"
Yi Ping looked away. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I'm just happy. He doesn't hate me."
He didn't want to cry, but he was so happy that he wanted to cry and couldn't stop crying.
His father's attitude broke the shadow spell that his mother had cast on him all year round.
He is not an evildoer, and his father cares about him very much.
Hearing this, Shen Bu's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he said urgently, "How could I hate you! It's too late for me to like you!"
Yi Ping suddenly looked at Shen Bu and saw the undisguised love, tenderness and guilt in his eyes. The wounds in Yi Ping's heart were healed a little.
Song Yizhi nodded and agreed with a smile, "Yes, you are so cute."
It seems that boys cannot be described as cute, right?
Yi Ping turned around and used his eyes to accuse Song Yizhi of going too far.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes and smiled like a naughty little fox.
Yi Ping felt helpless.
Shen Bu took two steps forward. He bent down and reached out to hold Yi Ping's skinny shoulders, and said seriously, "You are my child. No matter what you are, I will love you. I am proud of you!"
Facing a child who lacks security and love, verbal expression is an indispensable part to give him enough security and love.
He learned this from Zhi Zhi.
Yi Ping was stunned, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.
His whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water, and the overwhelming happiness made him dizzy.
Father, he...he said it himself!
He loves himself!
He is proud of himself!
Yi Ping blinked. He wanted to cry again, but he held back.
He suddenly looked at Song Yizhi and asked, "Father, he said he loves me. Is this true?!"
Shen Bu, whose identity was confirmed by Yi Ping, was so happy that his eyes were red. He looked at his child, feeling happy and guilty at the same time.
I will definitely express my love for him more in the future.
Song Yizhi nodded and said softly, "Not only does he love you, I also love you. Your aunt also loves you. We all love you."
Looking at her daughter who spoke straightforwardly, Song Luo raised her hand to support her cheek and looked at her with gradually gentle eyes.
In terms of emotional processing, Zhizhi has to be there.
"Don't, stop talking." Yi Ping raised his hands to cover his face, his whole body was about to smoke.
Shen Bu looked at the shy and shy Yi Ping with gentle and loving eyes. He tentatively raised his hand to touch Yi Ping's mind, and was secretly relieved to see that he accepted it well.
Then, Shen Bu said softly, "Zhizhi is right, we all love you."
