Song Qingfeng looked at his parents and son who were getting closer and closer to him, and his tears could no longer be controlled, "Dad! Mom! Ziyuan! I'm back!" He had imagined such a scene countless times, thinking that when he became strong, he could find a way to come back and reunite with his family, but as time passed, he was still disappointed.
"Qingfeng! My son! Where have you been these past few years? Why haven't you come back?" Song's mother walked over and hugged Song Qingfeng, crying. When she heard the news of Qingfeng's disappearance, she fainted several times, hoping for a miracle—that Qingfeng had simply gone on a long journey, not died, and would return. But as the years passed, she realized that was just wishful thinking. Unexpectedly, a miracle finally happened, albeit belatedly. But as long as Qingfeng could return, she was happy.
"Mom! Dad! I'm sorry! I made you worry all these years." Song Qingfeng looked at his elderly parents guiltily.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Song's father smiled and looked at Song Qingfeng with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of joy. As long as Qingfeng can come back, it's better than anything else.
"Let's go inside and talk." Mother Song reached out and grabbed Song Qingfeng's hand, holding it tightly.
"Okay!" Song Qingfeng nodded with a smile and walked into the house.
Watching the few people enter the house, laughing and crying, Lin Xiaohua smiled and shook her head, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, walked forward to pick up the bags and bamboo baskets on the ground, and walked towards the house. She planned to put her things away and leave. They were reunited, and it was inappropriate for her to be an outsider.
"Teacher Song, this is what you bought." Lin Xiaohua put the bag in her hand on the table.
"Oh." Song Qingfeng smiled and nodded. If Lin Xiaohua hadn't brought these things in, he would have really forgotten about them. Over the years, he had long been accustomed to putting everything in his storage ring and space, and he was really not used to carrying things all at once.
"Then I'll leave first. I'll come to see you tomorrow morning. Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, Master's wife, Ziyuan, goodbye." Lin Xiaohua waved to everyone and walked out of the Song family.
Song Qingfeng walked forward, closed the door, and casually set up a formation.
Seeing his family members looking at him with strange eyes, Song Qingfeng smiled and said, "You must be wondering why I didn't come back since I'm not dead?"
Liu Yuqing and the others nodded. Qingfeng was not an irresponsible person, otherwise he wouldn't have been swept away by the flash flood because of his students. He hadn't returned for so many years, so there must be a reason.
"Sit down first, I'll tell you slowly." Song Qingfeng walked up to a few people and said with a smile.
Liu Yuqing and the others nodded and sat down as they were told. They were extremely curious and wanted to know why Qingfeng had been missing for ten years.
Song Qingfeng also sat down, took out a pot of tea and a few empty teacups, and poured a cup for Liu Yuqing and the others.
Seeing Song Qingfeng pull out a pot of tea and teacups out of thin air, Liu Yuqing and the others opened their eyes wide in surprise. When did Qingfeng learn to perform magic?
Song Qingfeng glanced at everyone and said, "I was swept away by a mountain torrent that time. When I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar place. That place was not on Earth."
"If he's not on Earth, could he be on another planet?" Song Ziyuan sneered sarcastically. Over the years, he'd seen his mother and grandparents grieve for his father, and he'd always grieved for him, too. In his heart, he was a great man, someone he'd always admired since childhood.
But today he changed his mind, because his father was clearly still alive, but he hadn't come back for so many years. Even if he really couldn't come back, couldn't he just write a letter? He wasn't even on Earth, and he could even make up such a lie.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
