The water flows across people's houses on a small bridge, and dew lies on the water lilies in the pool.
Every drop of dew seems to reflect the three people on both sides of the pool...
The elegant man in white clothes smiled at the two people in the small pavilion, with tears in his smile.
He seemed to be a fallen leaf blown away from the branch of the tree by the wind, and floated into the distance. He waited for a thousand years for the wind to blow against the old tree, and then rode the wind home.
This long time has passed for too long...
It's just that the two people in the pavilion seemed to be much older, and the white spots on their temples were like two wisps of white snow blown into the heart.
Refreshing the mind...
Bai Yi carefully arranged his appearance, then knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to the two elders in the small pavilion.
The three flowers on his head seemed to be filled with indescribable thoughts.
The woman in the pavilion looked at the white clothes by the pool and couldn't help but cover her mouth. The crystal-clear jade beads in her eyes couldn't stop rolling down.
The silk embroidery of the phoenix robe was soaked...
Emperor Ying trembled all over and looked up at the eaves of the pavilion, as if he did not dare to lower his head.
The three of them stood across the pond, and the woman couldn't bear it any longer. She flew up and flew across the pond to the boy in white.
She gently helped Bai Yi up, raised her hand to hold Bai Yi's cheek, and opened her mouth but could not say anything...
He seemed to be in disbelief, as if he was afraid that this was all just a dream.
She was also afraid that Bai Yi was really coming back, and couldn't bear to let him kneel like this...
There are thousands of words to say, but I don’t know where to start.
Bai Yi still looked the same as when he left, as if time had not left many traces on his body.
He left when he was young and came back still young.
The young man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, smiled, and called softly.
"mother......"
"Oh..." The beautiful woman couldn't bear it anymore, she opened her arms and hugged Bai Yi tightly, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would disappear again.
Tears were falling like rain, and my words were choked.
"Why did you come back...Why did you come back..."
"Mo'er, my Mo'er..."
Baiyi was in the arms of the beautiful woman, feeling the suffocating love. Her heart was as painful as a knife, but it was also indescribably complicated.
There are many words that cannot be spoken, but they are engraved in the reincarnation of Baiyi and linger.
In the small pavilion on the other side of the lotus pond, Ying Huang looked at the mother and son embracing each other, and turned his head away with his hands behind his back.
It seems that he still wants to maintain his father's dignity, but he seems to be afraid of something.
His body was trembling, and he looked up at the sky, but in his heart he was grateful for everything...
People who are accustomed to silence seem to be a little helpless about the love between their children.
The breeze blew into the imperial garden, carrying the three people's long clothes and dancing, seeming to float into the distance with a strong joy of meeting.
The breeze is ruthless, but it seems to be relieved at this moment.
Bai Yi came out of his mother's arms, looked at the tear-filled face, and smiled softly, "The child is back."
The beautiful woman nodded her head vigorously and said with choked sobs, "It'll be nice to come back..."
"...Just come back!"
She looked at Bai Yi's vicissitudes of life and tired appearance, caressed Bai Yi's cheek with one hand, and held Bai Yi's hand tightly with the other.
"You suffered a lot, right?"
She was not curious about where Su Mo had been over the past thousand years, nor did she want to know what Su Mo had experienced over the years. She was just worried about how much Su Mo had suffered over the years.
How could she forget how Su Mo died back then!
That affectionate child planned the whole world based on himself. Leaving a glimmer of hope for everyone.
She could not imagine how much suffering a dead person would have to go through when he returned to the world.
How lonely has he been during these thousands of years?
The pain in her heart was endless...
Su Jingyan smiled and shook his head, "I didn't suffer! I left Jiutian for a walk, found a way to come back, and came back."
He was extremely lucky that he caught up...
It seemed like at this moment, all the experiences over the years were worth it.
The wanderer wants to go home. He has experienced too many things on his way home, but he cannot tell anyone about those experiences.
Now that he is back, why bother adding worries to the hearts of the two elders?
Princess Ying looked at Su Mo's eyes full of nostalgia, and tears rolled down her eyes... He was still like this.
Good news but not good news...
Princess Ying turned to look at the stubborn back of the man in the small pavilion, and called softly: "Yuan Yin..."
"Mo'er is back, really back..."
The man in the pavilion slowly turned around and looked at the white man. He seemed a little at a loss, and his whole body was stiff.
He opened his mouth and flew in front of the mother and son, but he just nodded incomprehensibly.
"Just come back..."
His expression was agitated, but he still seemed to be taciturn.
Su Jingyan looked at the silent man, walked out of the beautiful woman's arms, threw himself into the man's arms, and hugged him tightly.
The man suddenly became stiff, his hands seemed to be raised in the air as if he didn't know where to put them.
Su Jingyan hugged the man tightly and murmured: "Dad, Mo'er misses you so much."
The man trembled violently, and of course the appearance he insisted on maintaining was gone, and his old and rough hands gently fell on the back of the white clothes.
"I...your mother misses you too..."
Motherly love is like a tide, soft and long-lasting.
Father's love is like the sea, deep and obscure.
No one misses less than anyone else, it’s just that the way of expressing it is different...
Princess Ying looked at the father and son embracing each other, her face still filled with tears, but her expression was extremely satisfied.
It seems that the return of the child is enough.
The beauty in this world is just so simple...
Su Mo felt the tenderness and sweetness of his parents, and felt extremely happy, happier than he had ever felt before.
As long as the parents are still alive, it is not too late for a wanderer to return home. He still has a lot of time, a lot of time to do everything well.
The moment he returned, he felt that everyone was still there...
At this moment, a guard walked into the imperial garden and reported to several people: "Mr. Xu Ge wants to see you."
Ying Huang immediately straightened his expression and looked at Su Jingyan.
Su Jingyan just smiled and nodded.
At this moment, Ying Huang seemed no longer afraid of Mr. Xu Ge's "forcing him into the palace". He was extremely excited and wanted to let that old man know everything.
But she was a little unhappy that he came to disturb her at this moment.
"pass!"
Emperor Ying wiped the mess on his face indiscriminately, and Princess Ying on the side also turned her back to tidy up her appearance.
The guard retreated, and a moment later, the trembling old man walked in.
The moment Mr. Xu Ge walked into the imperial garden, he saw the white clothes beside the two people...
He looked in disbelief as if he was in a dream.
The white clothes are as graceful as jade, standing by the lotus pond. The breeze blew by, carrying the white clothes slowly moving...
In an instant, Mr. Xu Ge's eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
He was trembling, as if he was absent-minded, and walked to the front of Bai Yi step by step.
Suddenly, there was a pop.
He knelt in front of Bai Yi and bowed deeply.
"Xu Xixi, meet my emperor..."
