As soon as Song Tianyu entered the house, he saw that Yi Keke hadn't woken up yet. When he walked into the room, he saw that Yi Keke's whole body was curled up tightly, as if he was not sleeping at ease, and he felt doubly distressed.
Song Tianyu walked quietly to Yi Keke's side.
Slowly sitting next to Yi Keke, and looking at Yi Keke's face in detail, I found that there were tears on Yi Keke's face.
Song Tianyu knew that Yi Keke had cried again.
"Wife...why are you crying again?" Song Tianyu said softly and distressedly.
As he spoke, he stroked Yi Keke's face with his hands, so carefully, it felt like stroking a rare treasure.
Without Song Tianyu by his side, Yi Keke's blinks were very shallow.
Yi Keke felt someone touching her face, but the feeling was so familiar.
Yi Keke seemed to feel it when she was in a daze.
He reached out and grabbed Song Tianyu's hand tightly, and immediately opened his eyes: "Song Tianyu, are you back?"
"Well, I'm back." Song Tianyu helped Yi Keke up tightly and held Yi Keke in his arms.
"I miss you so much." Yi Keke's voice was choked with sobs.
"I came back in my spare time. I will go back later." Song Tianyu felt particularly distressed when he heard Yi Keke's voice full of longing.
"Well, I know...then when will this matter end?" Yi Keke asked charmingly.
"I don't know, it will probably take another two or three days, it should be fine." Song Tianyu said, gently stroking Yi Keke's hair.
"Well, I'll wait for you." Yi Keke said calmly.
The voice was slightly frightened.
Although Yi Keke didn't know what they were going to do next.
However, Yi Keke wanted to wait for Song Tianyu to finish this matter and discuss it with her.
Song Tianyu was right, the two of them have paid enough now and should not give up at this time.
"However, you will also have to go in the next few days. My father has allowed you to attend my mother's funeral. Are you willing to go?" Song Tianyu asked distressedly.
When Yi Keke heard what Song Tianyu said.
It was as if a soft feather gently touched her heart, and a feeling called hope slowly poured into her heart.
"You, dad...your dad is willing to accept me?" Yi Keke looked at Song Tianyu with excitement.