In this world, under the protection and operation of world consciousness, Song Song and the system survived exceptionally smoothly, and did not suffer the slightest rejection.

She accompanied Zhao Haicheng all the way from the old man's subordinate to a leader who could take charge of his own role, and finally successfully took over the old man's position and grew the business.

He shortened his time by almost one-third and became the richest man in the original work who was able to make all the changes in the imperial capital.

During this period, he experienced being framed, being stepped into the dust, and also experienced jumping three levels in a row and suddenly changing his identity.

But fortunately, Song Song was by his side at all the important points in his life.

No matter how many years have passed, the relationship between the two is still as close as ever.

When he was dying, Zhao Haicheng held Song Song's hand and asked: "In the next life, the next life, will I be able to meet you again?"

In his eyes, Song Song was still the same girl as before, the girl who would smile shyly at him.

"Yes, I will." Her tears were like broken pearls.Zhao Haicheng wanted to reach out and wipe it off for her, but found that he had lost strength at some point.

He meditated in his heart.

If there was an afterlife, he would meet her as soon as possible.

……

*

When Song Song opened his eyes again, he had returned to the system space.

The pure white room is quiet and peaceful.

All that could be heard was the clicking sound of the keyboard.

"Hey, Bao, are you awake?" The chubby boy paused and turned his head to look at Song Song.

The girl rubbed her eyes drowsily and nodded. "Are you going to the next world?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but..." the voice of the small system stopped suddenly, and then looked at the screen full of red letters, wondering, "Do you still remember the last world?"

"Shen Ci..." was the first name that popped into Song Song's mind. Her voice was drawn out, and her memory also became distant.

The little system nodded, "Since you died, the plot has collapsed to the point where I don't even recognize my own mother. The directions of the male protagonists are completely different from the original ones. Now the higher-ups have come to me and we need to go back and make corrections." .”

"It's not a correction. Anyway, don't let the male protagonists live and die."

After the little system finished speaking, he still muttered: "A few grown men, are you ashamed to live or die?"

"I'll send you back to the previous plane first, and we'll talk about it later."

Song Song nodded and closed his eyes obediently.

*

"thump!"

The little girl lay on the ground, covering her throbbing feet in pain, wanting to cry without tears.

Although I know how to go to each world and how to come back, can I let her land smoothly?

Song Song pursed his lips, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly stood up.

It was winter when she left, and she was wrapped up like a bear. Her red fur coat was so dirty that the little girl took it off quickly.

She glanced around and looked at it a little.It seems to be at the foot of the mountain, with peach trees planted everywhere.

Today happens to be Meng Chun, and the peach blossoms are blooming more and more delicately.

Song Song put the big cloak in the corner and followed it with his big eyes, walking around.

The deeper you go, the more beautiful the scenery becomes.

Surrounded by several peach trees, a small wooden house sits in the center.

Song Song's eyes lit up and she thought about going over to find someone to find out. She didn't even know what year it was now.

From a distance, she saw a man with flowing white hair standing under the peach tree, with his back to her, raising his head not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Song took two steps at a time and ran over, and his charming voice sounded: "Old man, old man! I want to ask..."

The "old man" turned around after hearing this, revealing a clear and handsome face.

His eyebrows were long and sparse, like the distant stars and moon, gentle and moist, but with a hint of coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away.

His eyes were lightly narrowed, as if filled with unresolved sadness.

Song Song was stunned on the spot.

The man also stopped all movements and loosened his grip. The white jade box containing the petals suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Empress..." He looked particularly unbelievable, his voice was trembling, and his deep eyes were filled with tears, "Is it really you?"

Song Song's steps slipped, and in the next second she quickly threw herself into the man's arms, bursting into tears: "Shen Yu, why is your hair turning white?"

After so many years, he held her in his arms again.

The girl's unique fragrance lingered in his nose, and he was even moved to tears.

Shen Yu wanted to pray to God to stop time at this moment forever.

Seven years.Two thousand 670 five days.

The day he saw her fall off the city wall with his own eyes, his eyes were splitting, and his hair turned white overnight.

He knew that this was retribution for asking for something he shouldn't have.So he took the initiative to give in, giving up his status as a royal family and came to such a paradise-like residence.

She liked peach blossoms, so he planted many.

Whenever he thought of her, he would plant one. Over time, even the mountainside was covered with peach trees.

Every spring, when the peach blossoms bloom, he will walk out of the wooden house and sit under the tree for a long time.

He never had a dream about her.Shen Yu thought that the little queen was blaming him for not wanting to fall asleep.

In this case, he didn't want to dream anymore.

He brewed a lot of peach blossom wine and hid it under the tree, and drank a pot when he couldn't sleep.

Sink in sobriety, sober in drunkenness.

Half asleep and half awake, I just felt that my life was worse than a dead person.

But fortunately, she couldn't bear to let him go crazy after all, so she came back.

Shen Yu hugged the girl tightly and was reluctant to let go for a moment.

Until the little girl patted his back, stretched out her hand a little uncomfortably and said, "Shen Yu, I can't breathe."

Shen Yu lowered his head and placed thin kisses on her face. He said in a vague voice, "Okay." He said yes, but his movements did not stop at all. He just changed the position of holding her in his arms.

Song Song:......

Her fingers touched the man's white hair and circled the tip of her nose.

Forget it, just get used to him for a while.

*

At the end of the hug, because Song Song was so hungry and dizzy and kept protesting, Shen Yu reluctantly let go of his hand.

In the kitchen, Song Song was lying on the edge of the door, watching Shen Yu's movements of raising and lowering the knife, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She had already changed into a set of clothes, which Shen Yu took from the closet.

When Song Song saw a closet of women's clothes in Shen Yu's house, her eyes widened and she pursed her lips in disbelief.

"Shen Yu, you are a bad man." She said, whether to cry or not.

The former Seventeenth Highness held her in his arms skillfully and explained softly: "These are bought according to your size."

"Sometimes when I see clothes that suit you on the street, I think, if you were still here..."

Shen Yu's radiant eyes dimmed.

Seeing that Song Song was filled with regret, she quickly held up his face and gave him a comforting pop several times.

"Let's not talk about this again, okay?" She tilted her head, her well-behaved appearance was exactly the same as seven years ago.

Shen Yu's heart, which had been vacant for countless days and nights, was finally filled again at this moment.

He heard himself sigh, his voice helpless.

"it is good."

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