The woman hugged me even tighter, her voice trembling with love,
"Shu'er… Mother is here. Mother is here."
Her words, warm and full of devotion, melted every fear I had buried inside me.
"Mother… mother… mother…" I mumbled the word again and again, like a prayer.
Tears spilled from my eyes, unrestrained.
Suddenly, I felt a strong, rough hand gently rest on my head.
I looked up—and locked eyes with the man beside my mother.
In those eyes, I saw everything:
Love. Care. Guilt. And longing.
"Father…" I whispered, and the moment I did, my father—
the man who had stood like a mountain—began to cry.
Without thinking, I pulled away from my mother's embrace, stood on the bed, and leapt toward him.
He caught me, startled at first, then held me close—tight enough to protect me, gentle enough not to hurt.
"My son… my son… my son…"
He repeated the words like a chant, as if speaking them made the truth more real.
In his embrace, I felt it—a love so vast, it seemed to pour from every heartbeat.
💠 Mei Ningshuang's POV
I watched in awe as my little Shu'er jumped into his father's arms.
We were both stunned for a moment—but Yun Qingye caught him and pulled him into a firm embrace.
He kept repeating, "My son… my son… my son,"
And I—wept even more, watching the two I loved most finally reunited.
My son cried too, his voice choked as he said,
"Father… father… father…"
💠 Yun Qingye's POV
He called me Father.
The moment those words left his lips, I, Yun Qingye—the Sovereign of Verdant Lightning, Patriarch of the Jade Sky Clan, a man revered throughout the Southern Domain—could no longer hold back.
The weight I had carried for twelve long years shattered.
I caught him, held him to my chest, and let the tears fall freely.
"My son… my son… my son…"
💠 Yun Shuyi's POV
In my father's arms, I clung to him tightly and cried,
"Father… father… father…"
I, Yun Shuyi, am no longer an orphan.
I have a mother. I have a father.
I am not alone.
I turned toward my mother, eyes still full of tears.
"Mother…" I whispered from my father's embrace.
She understood at once. Smiling through her tears, she stood, walked over—and joined the hug.
And in that moment, I was whole.
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After twelve years of silence, grief, and separation—
The family was finally together again.
In that humble room, the three of them held one another tightly,
Tears flowing freely. A bond reforged in love.