After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Hu Shuang'er struggled to get up with her hands on the ground. She saw him standing there indifferently out of the corner of her eye. Her heart hardened and she deliberately slipped, pretending to fall to the ground.

He closed his eyes and screamed.

She just didn't believe he would ignore him.

Then--

With a bang, she fell heavily on her butt, and the pain made her tears flow again.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, feeling extremely aggrieved: "Brother Beiyue, why didn't you catch me?"

"You just watched me fall..."

"My leg was injured..."

The little girl felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. She looked helpless and pitiful like a bullied cat.

Shen Ming put his right hand behind his back and clenched his fist tightly, trying to suppress the urge to help her up and wipe her tears.

Just when she was about to fall, his hand had actually been stretched out, but when it was about to touch her waist, he forced himself to retract it.

But she had her eyes closed at that time and didn't see it.

Fortunately, she didn't see it.

He lowered his eyebrows and said in a distant tone: "The girl is from North Vietnam, right?"

"Ah?" Hu Shuang'er looked at him blankly.

Shen Ming said, "I grew up in Donglai Country and have never seen you, so you must have recognized the wrong person."

Hu Shuang'er looked at him with tears in her eyes: "So you have been going to Donglai Kingdom all these years, then why don't you go home? I thought, I thought..."

Hu Shuang'er's tears kept flowing like beads from a broken string. She wiped them away with her sleeves, but they would never stop.

That year, he went to Huashan Temple with his mother and sister to pray for blessings. A few days later, he received the bad news that his sister had fallen off a cliff and lost her life.

She knew how much he valued his sister, and was worried about him, so she sneaked to the Nanyang Marquis' Mansion many times to see him.

But every time she was turned away, the housekeeper Zhang Bo said that he was too sad about losing his sister and was unwilling to see guests.

Later, he followed the Marquis of Nanyang to fight in many battles. She could only watch him in a roadside teahouse with many other women who loved him every time he passed by Chang'an Street on his triumphant return.

Give him the purse you made yourself.

In order to be able to accurately throw the purse into his arms, she practiced archery and pitching pots at home every day, and whenever she had time, she would go to the stable to learn horse riding. This is why she was not good at martial arts but was good at riding and shooting.

But every time her eyes met his on Chang'an Avenue, the look in his eyes was so strange, as if he didn't recognize her.

As a result, every time she went to Chang'an Avenue, she would hide in her room and cry when she got home.

Later, he learned that General Beiyue was actually his sister Shen Nanxing, and it was he who fell off the cliff and died.

It turned out that he had long been dead. No wonder General Beiyue didn't recognize her...

Over the years, his appearance, the way he looked at her, and every word he said to her lingered over and over in her dreams, and she had never forgotten them.

So when the man in front of her looked at her, she had a delusion in her heart, but she didn't dare to burst this dream easily.

But she was familiar with his features to the core.

Then he said to her, "Stop crying, it's ugly."

He is obviously her brother Beiyue!

He is still alive. He has been in Donglai these years...

But why didn't he recognize her...

Hu Shuang'er cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, as if she had vented all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

Shen Ming stood aside, his body stiff.

She has wasted all these years. Why is she still so crybaby?