The moonlight was hazy tonight, and the courtyard was dark, concealing his tearful expression.

Jiang Ji looked at her sister, whom she had been searching for for twenty years, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Lin Xi stopped in her tracks. "What did you call me?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Ji instantly lost control of his emotions and stammered, "You're the younger sister, I'm the older brother, before..."

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but cry, curling up into a ball with his shoulders trembling slightly.

One by one, crystal-clear teardrops fell down, like pearls from a broken string.

Her crying was both incredibly beautiful and incredibly tragic.

Su Zikun took out his phone, then put it down again.

This isn't acting; we can't just film it randomly.

Jiang Ji finally mustered up the courage to rush over and acknowledge his relative. He couldn't take an unflattering photo of him, lest it damage his self-confidence.

As a friend and agent, I should protect his privacy at all times.

Su Zikun does have that much awareness.

You can't take pictures, but you can watch them.

Su Zikun crept closer, openly eavesdropping.

Tsk tsk tsk, huge tears, looking like he's dying of grief, the director would be overjoyed to see that.

At this moment, Jiang Ji had no time to care about his peeping friend; his attention was entirely on Lin Xi.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to cry, turned his back and wiped away his tears.

It wouldn't be good if my sister saw such an embarrassing scene.

The biting cold wind lashed against his face, Jiang Ji's eyes reddened, and he tilted his head back, blinking frantically.

He weakly explained, "The wind was too strong tonight, and sand got in my eyes. I didn't cry, I absolutely didn't cry, boohoo."

Lin Xi stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Never mind, let's wait until Jiang Ji finishes crying.

She can't stand seeing others cry, especially pitiful little cuties.

It used to be like that, but now... there seem to be more and more crybabies around me.

Jiang Ji wiped his face twice.

I'm so glad he studied acting, so when he cries he only sheds tears and doesn't have a runny nose, otherwise he would look awful.

Su Zikun is usually so loud and boisterous, but he messes up at crucial moments. Quick, get me some tissues!

Behind the camphor tree, Su Zikun grinned wickedly, a fitting song popping into his head.

He sang while peeking, "Men can cry, it's not a sin..."

Jiang Ji composed himself, slowly turned around, and was still very nervous facing Lin Xi.

"Sister, I...I..."

He kept talking to me. Lin Xi looked at the man, who was half a head taller than her, and asked, "When did you find out?"

Jiang Ji was incredibly excited that his sister was willing to talk to him and even asked him questions!

He answered truthfully, "When you said on Old Master Ji's birthday that something was both far away and close at hand, I guessed it."

"sister……"

It's not good to call someone without their consent.

Jiang Ji switched back to his original form of address, "Master Lin, the people on the antique street say you're a great fortune teller. I asked you twice, and each time you gave me a vague answer, so I guessed it..."

Lin Xi lowered her eyes, not surprised that Jiang Ji had guessed their relationship.

But his attitude was unexpected; he had searched for twenty years, cautiously, afraid of losing her…

As an infant, she was taken in by her master and brought to the Taoist temple.

Jiang Ji was just a child then, yet he had such deep feelings for his little sister.

Is this what family love is?

Lin Xi was a little flustered. "Without a paternity test report, what if you've made a mistake?"

“No, I haven’t made a mistake, you are my sister!” Jiang Ji said earnestly, enunciating each word clearly, “No need for a paternity test, you must be my sister.”

Over the past twenty years, my younger sister has grown from a baby into a young woman, and her appearance has changed a lot.

But his strong sixth sense told him that Lin Xi was his sister, his one and only sister in the world.

Jiang Ji pointed to his face. "Look closely, our mouths, noses, and ears are somewhat similar. You're good-looking, and I'm good-looking too. What else could this be but genetics?"

Su Zikun silently complained from the side, "How is it similar?"

There's not a single similarity; that's not how the laws of inheritance work. A biology teacher would be furious if they heard that.

Jiang Ji twisted his nose, pinched his mouth, and pinched his ears, looking just like a naive and foolish college student.

Lin Xi laughed at his antics.

No wonder he's ranked second; Jiang Ji is truly a fool.

So far, she has met two members of the Jiang family, Jiang Ji and Jiang Chi.

To be fair, she doesn't resemble Jiang Ji at all, but she does resemble Jiang Chi by about five or six points, especially her eyes, which are remarkably similar.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Jiang Ji stood there with his head down, unsure of what to do next.

At this moment, Su Zikun automatically steps in.

He's good at rambling and livening up the atmosphere.

"Hi, good evening, shall we sit down and talk?"

Two intense gazes fell upon him, but Su Zikun remained completely calm. He pointed to the pavilion beside him and said, "The view over there is beautiful. Shall we sit?"

Lin Xi shook her head and refused, "No need, I'll be leaving in five minutes."

Su Zikun winked at him.

Hurry, there are only five minutes left!

Jiang Ji calmed down and hesitated to speak.

They were aware of each other's identities, neither rejecting nor getting close, like familiar strangers.

With his sister standing alive and well before him, he was already completely satisfied.

The emperor wasn't worried, but the eunuch was. Su Zikun rattled off a whole bunch of things, "Master Lin, you don't know this, Jiang Ji has never forgotten you. He looked for you when he was a child, and he's still looking for you now that he's grown up. His Weibo profile picture is a photo of us together, the only photo of us together... He lights a peace lamp every year and spent fifty million to buy Buddhist beads..."

Jiang Ji interrupted him, "These things are not important anymore."

Finding my sister made it all worthwhile.

Su Zikun opened his mouth to agree, "Yeah, that's right, it's in the past, it's over. Let's look forward, the future won't be worse than the present, hahaha."

He was wrong just now; he shouldn't have said that, as it would have put a psychological burden on Master Lin.

When it comes to his sister, Jiang Ji's intelligence instantly kicks in.

Su Zikun gave an awkward laugh for a moment, then changed the subject, "Now that we've acknowledged each other as family, let's go back and not disturb Master Lin."

Jiang Ji remained motionless, secretly glancing at the person in front of him out of the corner of his eye. "I... don't worry, things will remain the same. I'll still call you Master Lin, and you can still call me Jiang Ji."

He held back the tears welling up in his eyes and asked cautiously, "I just want to look at you a little longer, is that alright?"

Hearing such a humble request, Lin Xi's heart trembled.

Jiang Ji is different from her parents.

Although he's silly and a bit dim-witted, he has a good heart.

Jiang Ji's words tonight came from the bottom of his heart; with his intelligence and emotional intelligence, he couldn't fake it.

Her blood-related second brother searched for her for twenty years...

Why did the Jiang family abandon her back then?

Why did Jiang Ji think she might be dead?

Lin Xi's mind was in complete turmoil, and she decided to ask clearly, "What happened back then?"

Jiang Ji will never forget that day. He doesn't want to recall the painful memories, but he has to answer his sister's question properly.

He tried hard to recall every detail, “The day you disappeared was my fifth birthday…”