Chapter 211 is here! Sui Sui is here!

A slow smile crept onto Du Qian's lips.

He'll be here soon...

They'll be reunited soon...

Zhong Wan had no idea what he was thinking at that moment. She was still focused on her painting, and when the last stroke was completed, the smile of the little girl in the painting seemed to become even more vivid.

She put her pen aside, reached for the drawing paper in front of her, and handed it to Du Qian.

"Mr. Du."

Her voice was soft: "Look, your girl, in that place where there is no hunger or cold, must have tasted all the sweetness in the world. Look how happy she is."

Du Qian lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the drawing paper in her hand, at the little girl on it who was somewhat similar to his daughter, yet different.

Looking at the identical bright smiles on their faces.

Looking at the huge, tempting cake in the little girl's arms, and then at the novel and interesting cup of milk tea in her hand...

The world depicted in the painting was a scene he never dared to dream of.

The grief, guilt, and regret of the past thousand years seem to have found an outlet in this painting.

Looking at the scene in the painting, full of kindness and beauty, he no longer shed tears. He was still sad, but it slowly turned into a bittersweet comfort.

Du Qian reached out his hand, trembling, and gently, tenderly stroked the smile of the daughter in the painting, repeating it over and over again...

After a long while, Du Qian reluctantly raised his head and looked at Zhong Wan and Lin Yan'an.

His deep eyes were filled with an overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude.

He slowly rose, raised his hands and bowed deeply to Zhong Wan, more solemnly than ever before.

"Madam Lin... possesses exquisite brushwork and a kind heart."

"Mr. Du...is extremely grateful!"

His voice carried a hoarseness and serenity that seemed to have weathered a thousand years of history.

That deep bow seemed to carry the weight of a thousand years.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Wan quickly stood up and stepped aside, saying, "Mr. Du, please get up."

Her voice carried a hint of panic: "It was just a small favor. I'm happy as long as it makes you feel a little better. Please, don't be so polite with me."

Lin Yan'an quickly stepped forward and reached out to support his illusory figure: "Mr. Du, the past is the past. What matters is the present and the future."

“Look how happy your daughter is in the painting. She must also hope that her father can be as happy as she is, and she must also hope that you can put down your burden and move forward in peace.”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Du, please get up."

Zhong Wan nodded quickly.

She truly felt unworthy of such a grand gift.

Du Qian slowly stood up, his gaze falling on the painting again. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, including reminiscence and pain, but in the end, only a trace of sorrow and relief remained.

He reached out his trembling hand, wanting to touch it, but unexpectedly his hand passed right through the painting.

Du Qian's illusory figure froze, looking at his empty hands and then at the drawing paper so close yet untouchable. In an instant, his eyes were filled with confusion and deep disappointment.

How much he wanted to

How I long to touch the radiant smile of the daughter in the painting!

Even if it's just a fleeting, illusory touch...

But right now, all of that has become an unattainable dream for him...

Zhong Wan also witnessed this scene, and for a moment she was filled with surprise.

She glanced at the quiet doorway, then looked away, urgently calling out to Zhong Suisui in her mind, "Suisui, come here quickly!"

"Is there any way to let Mr. Du touch the painting I just drew for him?"

"The painting depicts his daughter; even just a brief touch would be enough."

Here it comes!

【The New Year is here!】

Just as Zhong Wan finished thinking to herself, Zhong Suisui's figure appeared instantly.

As it responded to Zhong Wan's words, it nimbly squatted down on the table.

There was still some cream and chocolate on his lips.

Even while it was talking, its mouth was rapidly chewing something.

Zhong Suisui didn't have time to care about any of that. Heaven knows, while it was enjoying its cake, it suddenly heard its mother calling. It didn't even have time to wipe its mouth or finish eating before it immediately followed Zhong Wan's scent and appeared.

[Mom, don't worry, Sui Sui has a solution!]

While struggling to swallow the piece of cake in her mouth, Zhong Suisui quickly searched for a solution in her mind, her fluffy little face full of seriousness.

[Detection in progress... Establishing a temporary connection between the deceased spirit and the painting containing the host's will and special abilities...]

[Solution: Medium transfer, whereby the painting is transferred to the target spirit through a specific ritual.]

The most direct and effective method: incineration.

[The host personally burns the flames and infuses them with yin energy. In this environment, the flames can communicate between yin and yang, and transfer matter.]

Zhong Wan understood immediately after hearing this, and she quickly turned and ran out of the room.

Lin Yan'an was a little confused when he saw this, and quickly asked, "Wanwan, where are you going?"

"Get the things!"

Upon hearing Zhong Wan's reply, Lin Yan'an couldn't understand for a moment what she was going to get.

However, recalling what Zhong Suisui had just said, an idea flashed into his mind.

Burn it?

Lin Yan'an looked at the drawing paper on the table.

I couldn't help but wonder, did Sui Sui just mean for Zhong Wan to burn the drawing?!

Hmm,

Although Lin Yan'an was still somewhat puzzled, he subconsciously reached into his pocket.

But to my surprise, I found nothing.

A slight smile flickered across Lin Yan'an's lips as he turned and walked out of the room with a sigh.

Just then, I ran into Zhong Wan, who was carrying a basin back home.

Zhong Wan looked at Lin Yan'an with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Lin Yan'an shrugged: "Weren't you going to burn that piece of paper?"

Zhong Wan: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Lin Yan'an looked at Zhong Wan and smiled ┑(￣Д￣)┍: "I'll go find you a lighter."

Zhong Wan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and patted Lin Yan'an on the shoulder: "Go ahead, keep it up!"

"Don't worry, with you here, I don't need cigarettes at all."

Lin Yan'an replied naturally, and Zhong Wan smiled even more happily.

Ever since she scolded Lin Yan'an for smoking last time, she hasn't seen him smoke again.

More importantly, even his cigarettes and lighter had disappeared.

This was all good news for Zhong Wan.

A man who listens to advice and is obedient is a rare find.

Lin Yan'an is much better than her father in this respect!

Thinking about her father's journey to quit smoking, Zhong Wan was speechless.

She had already quit smoking when she was in school, but somehow he started smoking again!

Zhong Wan rolled her eyes speechlessly, stood at the door, took a deep breath, and composed herself.

He then walked in with a smile, looking at Du Qian's illusory figure and reassuring him, "Mr. Du, don't worry, you'll be able to touch that drawing paper soon."