Ah Jue came over at this time, held a jar of wine, opened the stopper and poured him a glass.

Realizing that Ah Jue was still there, Shan Yao wiped his tears and laughed with a smile.

"Daddy, drink, today is your birthday, be happy."

Lonely chuckled with red eyes, picked up his wine glass, and drank it all.

The father and son never said much, to be exact, they probably didn't know what to say.

Lonely Yao ate those dishes seriously, chewing carefully in every bite, as if he was afraid of missing any bit of taste.

"My mother did it all day, and my hands were burned." Ah Jue muttered quietly.

It's true, Helan's hands are indeed hot and blistered.

Silent Yao's arm stiffened, pursed his lips and raised his head to take a sip of wine, but did not answer.

It was nearly 12 years, not that it can be erased if it is erased, it was 12 years, not 12 days.

How dare he give affection so easily?

Even if he loves, he won't show it anymore, he's afraid, he's really afraid.

The more I drank this wine, the heavier my head became.

Lonely Yao's eyes were a little misty, and he hung his head slightly, "She, I owe her, I owe her a lifetime......"

Men's tears flow from their hearts, and they can't help but cry easily unless they have to.

He shook his voice, clenched his chopsticks tightly, and next to him was the letter, which she had written by her own hand.

"Lord, I can't forget those things, I don't understand...... If she wanted to lie to me from the beginning, she could say it directly, I could give it to her, she wanted the throne, even if I killed my father, I could hand over the throne to her, but her goal from beginning to end was me, she came to Dongguo for more than ten years, just to kill me......"

Silent Yao smiled, "It turns out that my life is so valuable, and she needs to waste more than ten years to arrange it." ”

"After she left, I thought about never seeing each other again, never thinking about it again, but I ......" Silence swallowed tears.

"But I can't let go, there is her shadow in every inch of this palace, and there are red cloth strips hanging on that tree, how do you say I forgot?"

With a jar of wine, Lonely Yao's mind is no longer sober.

Jue didn't know when he was gone.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the man.

The person he had been thinking about for nearly five years, how many times he had drunk three rounds, he had seen her.

He thought that this time was also his imagination.

Watching the man slowly walk over, and finally in front of him, squatting down little by little, as if he wanted to get down on one knee.

Lonely Yao grabbed her violently, and her eyes were all reflected.

"You know I can't forget you, why do you want to come back?" He gently held the woman's face, his head against hers.

And the tears fell.

"Why are you doing that to me?" He asked.

"I tell myself every day, this is the last night I love you, but until the next night, I will still miss you, I want you to come back, I want you to return to the north, will it be because of more than ten years of absence, people will go to tea and cool, will someone bully you, will someone cook you when you are tired, will someone accompany you all night when you are uncomfortable."

Silence Yao cried and said, the cry was full of despair, "I'm afraid that you will be wronged, I am afraid that you will be bullied and will not be able to fight back, I am afraid that no one will take care of you when you are about to give birth......"

"I'm not at ease!" He cried until he was hoarse.

"I admit that I hate you, but I still can't help worrying about you and missing you, every time I reincarnate at midnight, I always feel that your temperature is still in my arms......"

He gently hugged the woman in front of him, caressed her head lovingly, buried his face in her neck, and hot tears fell on her neck.

"I really want to ask you how you are doing, and I really want to ask you, are you really happy without me......"