Three years is enough for a person to observe and think about many things, and it is enough for a person to control some things well.

Stretching out his hand, Mo Beichen slowly stroked Shui Qingwei's face, and the delicate and warm touch was what he longed for the most in the past three years. I am really reborn, I can really get in touch with the world, I am no longer a mind imprisoned in the space of consciousness, and I am no longer a lonely person thinking about memories.

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen couldn't help laughing, and wrapped his hands around the person in front of him who had come to accompany him every day for the past three years. For him at this moment, the breath of the living is what he wants to touch the most. And the warm chest is obviously the opposite of Shui Qingwei's flat expression, which is always light and tasteless.

The more Mo Beichen laughed, the more rampant he became, and the harder he hugged his hands, he could even smell the faint bamboo fragrance surrounding that person, a familiar smell.

Before Shui Qingwei knew it, he was tightly wrapped in a somewhat cold object, and a round head on his chest was rubbing and rubbing from time to time, and he almost meowed a few times comfortably.

Feeling that his breathing seemed to be a little difficult, the man's strength was much greater than before, Shui Qingwei cried and laughed and opened the head on his chest, broke away the man's hands, and there was a certain tiredness in his voice: "It's over...... Now you can live the life you want. ”

The person who was broken away raised his head, and Shui Qingwei could feel that there would definitely be a moment of melancholy in Mo Beichen's eyes, and then there would be joy like a spring flower's recovery.

"Definitely. Now that all of Mo Beichen's fate is over, I am free. ”

There seemed to be a ray of spiritual light emerging from his forehead, faintly tracing a warm and quiet blue line like flame and water, and finally it was reduced to a azure diamond-shaped fine line in the center of his eyebrows, and the face of the person in front of him was clear in front of Shui Qingwei for a moment.

With the general confidence and the general wisdom of ten years ago, his appearance is illusory. That short but strong child, a young man with a long body and a gloomy gaze in front of him. Shui Qingwei's memory is blurred.

"Yes...... Is this what it looks like?" Shui Qing muttered slightly.

Mo Beichen, who had been meditating and cultivating with the help of "Chen" for three years, frowned and thought for a while, and could only reply: "I don't know either...... Forget about it...... Even I forgot what I looked like. However, it should be about the same. ”

Mo Beichen, who had just broken out of the coffin, saw his appearance from the pool in an instant, and the memories of his past life that had been silent and dissipated in his mind were suddenly visible like the light swaying in the wind. A few similarities, to be precise, similar temperament, after all, there are no two people carved out of the same mold in this world.

Shui Qingwei untied his coat and draped it on Mo Beichen's body, sighed, speechless.

Mo Beichen closed his eyes and said suddenly, "They're here." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the big stone door creaked open, and several people came in with torches. Before the little beanie man appeared, the voice came first: "Master, a star in the sky has fallen, it's so loud." We're afraid something will happen to you in the cave, so we're coming to you and Daddy. ”

Slightly stunned, and Shui Qingwei was speechless, Mo Beichen smiled suddenly, his voice was full of pleasure: "It turns out that you are not very reassuring master." ”

The torch soon approached, and the white light illuminated the two people behind the boulder, and the few people who arrived were stunned for a moment, and their voices froze.

Next to the round pool, not only stood Shui Qingwei, but also a young man in a simple long coat, a little strange but very familiar.

The sudden light in the stone chamber made him squint slightly. He has a beautiful posture, knee-length black hair, a magnificent mark of azure in the center of his eyebrows, and his face is pale and light as a lotus.

Everyone couldn't help but want to exclaim - this person has been lying asleep in the crystal coffin for three years, the former Prince of Dayue, and now the young palace master of the Beidou Palace, Mo Beichen. He was finally sober and reborn.

Both familiar and unfamiliar, Xiao Doudou was the first to react, and after shouting "Daddy", he threw himself into Mo Beichen's arms, and tears that had not appeared for a long time unconsciously flowed from his eyes: "Daddy, I miss you so much." ”

Mo Beichen smiled and hugged the equally tall little Doudou, lowered his head and rubbed his son's head affectionately with his chin, and said softly: "Finally hugged my little Doudou again, Daddy misses you too." ”

Xiao Doudou muttered with tears in his eyes: "Daddy can accompany me well in the future." My father promised to accompany me all over the world, and he would never stop doing it. ”

"Of course, of course. Mo Beichen waved his sleeves, wiped the tears on Xiao Doudou's face with a clear and slight placket, and then patted him on the shoulder and said: "Doudou has grown up, don't cry like a child anymore, my son is a little man." ”

Xiao Doudou habitually pursed his lips, and replied with a crying voice that had not stopped: "It's not that Daddy, you have been silent for three years." Besides, you told me before that people cry when they are excited and happy, and they will be suffocated if they keep it in their hearts. ”

Mo Beichen thought about it, there is indeed such a thing. Nine years ago, I just recognized the autistic little Doudou as my son, but the child hid in the corner every day and hugged his knees without saying a word, in order to let him say a few words, even if he cried a few times, he was next to him to comfort such a sentence. I didn't expect Doudou to really listen to it, and I still remember it in my heart.

Mo Beichen laughed, touched Doudou's head, and praised: "Doudou is so good." ”

After watching this semi-touching family drama, a few people next to them knelt down and bowed their heads in unison: "Welcome the young palace master out of the customs." ”

The man in front of him was calm and gentle, quiet and calm, but his every move seemed to have infinite power, like a light in the haze, which was unpredictable and incomprehensible.

"No need to be polite. ”

Mo Beichen smiled lightly, and accompanied Xiaodoudou to Ning Chen, Zichen and Miao Chen, and they didn't see Wu Wu, so he asked, "What about Wu Wu?"

"The Lord has sent us here to ......," Ning Chenne replied.

"I prepare the unforgiving, and when the stars fall, you wake up. Shui Qingwei said lightly.

"Oh, I'll go out to meet him. ”

Turning to leave, Mo Beichen's footsteps that had not been walking for a long time were slightly slow, but his back was faintly soft and soft, and he didn't notice the staring eyes and silent trance behind him.