His mother was at her limit, so he left for his office to find out the results showing the girl was a total stranger. He ran his fingers in his hair in frustration while his eyes reached the photo in a frame on the desk. He was six in the photo and on his lap was his three years old sister, giggling. "Where are you now, my baby sister? Come back to us. We miss you."
He wore a self-deprecating smile as he belittled himself for being useless. His mother was not wrong to use that word on him. He had been searching for his sister for a while now, but all he could find were nothing but fake ones.
Quan left for the game tournament early in the morning. Xiulan took the chance to knock on Jianyu's door. He did not answer the door. He could not because he was not at home. She waited for him at her apartment while preparing to leave for work.
