But when I entered the door, I found that there was no figure in the room, except for the familiar decorations that overlapped exactly.

Su Miao walked to the table and stroked his fingers tremblingly over the cup of tea cup with warm water - should he be sitting here just now drinking tea?

She has been there for 187 days and has not seen Di Beiyu who can drink tea.

A "creak" sound.

The half-closed door was slowly pushed open...

Su Miao's movements froze and did not look up for a long time.

But her fingers that fell on the edge of the teacup had tightened at some point, and her knuckles were so strong that their knuckles turned white.

"Miaomiao."

Familiar voice, familiar tenderness.

Her eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if the scene in front of her was blurred. She slowly looked up and saw the familiar handsome face that she could see every day but had never woken up to see her.

The man's eyes were familiar with the same tenderness as the day he died. He slowly walked towards her and hugged her into his arms.

"I miss you very much."

Di Beiyu missed her, and Gui Yu missed her too.

Thousands of years of loneliness finally reshape her soul.

He would go through everything that Di Beiyu experienced with her, because he was not only Guiyu, he was also Di Beiyu.

But his soul could only be trapped in the spirit test mirror and could never touch her again.

It was obvious that the one outside was himself, but he was still jealous. Jealousy could be with her part of the soul.

So during the Four Kingdoms Summit, he obviously shouldn't have appeared, but he still appeared.

He couldn't help but want to tell her that he loved her very much - at that time, Hua Jinyi was about to wake up. He wanted to tell her all his mother's conspiracy, but he was trapped in the mirror and could not say or write down those words.

However, he was still very happy.

After thousands of years, I can finally touch the real one.

"Why don't you speak?"

The man pinched her chin and raised her face, but at some point she was already in tears.

His breathing stagnated, "Su Miao."

Su Miao wiped her tears and looked away in a panic, but said in an extremely cold tone: "What are you doing to hold me now? Didn't you agree to it? After you die, will I remarry your son and the throne you left behind?"

Di Beiyu felt a little painful in his heart, but his eyes became softer, "I have been dead for less than a year, so you remarried?"

"After a year, do you still want me to be a widow?" she sneered, "Of course I've changed a long time ago."

“………”

"The child was born, too." The woman had no expression on her face, "I won't take your surname."

“………”

The man was a little funny and pinched her chin, but found that her chin, which had been thin before, had become very uncomfortable now.

Di Beiyu's smile faded a little, and the thrust in his heart became even more severe. He turned her gaze back, and his dark eyes tightly grabbed her eyes, "Take it serious?"

"Of course it's true."

"Okay." He sighed almost inauspiciously, his thin lips fell on the corner of her eyes. "It's my fault, no matter what you do. But don't cry, huh?"

"I didn't cry."

He paused, and pushed him angrily, "Di Beiyu, now neither woman nor son is yours, who allows you to hold him casually?"

Di Beiyu thought for a while, "Well, then just treat it as an affair."

Su Miao, “………”

She glared at him, but when she met his gentle gaze, she could no longer look away.
Chapter completed!