‘…… Zhixi may be your sister......'' I always thought her eyes were familiar, but I couldn't remember them, and now I remember that her eyes and sister-in-law are simply carved out of the same mold. ''Knowing that she's an orphan...... I have no memory of my parents. ''Do you remember when your sister disappeared?'' I remember when she was almost two years old, and Zhixi also said that she seemed to have arrived at the orphanage when she was two years old......

The voice that used to be kind and benevolent, would encourage her, praise her, support her, and comfort her, but at this time, every word of anxiety that was whispered in front of another person was narrated with a faint distress, that she was born in an orphanage, that her legs were destroyed, that her face was injured and that she had undergone surgery, and so on.

Although she didn't say her true identity, nor did she say everything about Park Sun-yeon, but to Zhixi's ears, it was like a knife, shining with a sharp coldness, cutting her past little by little, and she could even feel the coldness of the blade, just like that night Park Sun-young sliced her skin with a smile on her face, picked her hamstrings, and then broke her leg bones fiercely.

Her always gentle face can really emerge in front of me~ hehe...... Sister Shanying is really a 'gentle' person, isn't she~

If she is not gentle, how can Park Sun-yeon be foolishly blinded; If it is not gentle, how can the public chase and praise; If she wasn't gentle, how could Park Sun-yeon still think that even if she was broken and her leg bones were broken, her tendons were broken, her appearance was ruined, and she was still delusional that those were just dreams. Hahahahaha, it's not that Park Sun-young is too kind, but just Park Sun-yeon is too ...... It's just self-pity.

Without parents, I can't remember my parents' memories, and staying in the orphanage is like a blank sheet of paper. It was too cold in there, there was no way, it was too cold in the orphanage, so I couldn't help but want to hug the warmth. And Park Sun-young's smile is so deceptive that she mistakenly thinks that smiling gently is really gentle, and thinking that touching it will feel the temperature is warm.

Actually, it's just an illusion.

It's always easy to be deceived by a 'self-righteous' illusion.

So thankfully...... She still woke up, albeit at a huge cost, at least, she woke up and woke up without any hope.

It's just that even if you wake up, the past doesn't mean it's just an insignificant past.

Those are deep nicks~ How can a broken vase be restored to perfect condition, what is broken is broken, even if you find the best craftsman, you can only repair it to look good...... So, so what?

What can I do~

Zhixi indifferently took off the headphones, opened the book, read two pages, but couldn't read it anyway, and then opened the computer document, wrote two lines of words, and deleted and deleted the last word.

Sure enough, it will still be affected. She regretted it a little, eavesdropping on such a paragraph...... At the end of the day, she still has some small expectations. It's just that she doesn't really want this expectation. Because there is expectation, there will be disappointment, if not. It's not the child that the Yin family lost...... That's right. How could she be.

This face...... It's fake~

Stroking his face, the slightly cool touch is like stroking jade, smooth and delicate. Zhixi closed his eyes and touched his face little by little, little by little, starting from his forehead, to his eyebrows, to his eyes, the bridge of his nose, his lips, his chin, and his cheeks...... The eyes are your own, the bridge of your nose is your own, the lips are your own, and the chin is your own, but this skin is not, not your own...... It was Yin's father who tried his best to repair it for her.

What is repaired, after all, is still repaired.

Zhixi sighed slightly, and in the end he didn't read or write anything, just lay quietly on the bed, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in a black silence.

That headset was lying lonely on the table, linking to another place.

Things don't happen because they don't listen to and ignore them. Just as the earth doesn't stop turning because of anyone, time doesn't stop passing for whom.

Thinking is not something that you can control if you want to control it.

Yin Zhihou felt that his heart was about to jump out, every fierce beat of his heart, the blood flowing out of it had a burning breath, it seemed to be leaking through the skin, wanting to run towards the person in his mind. Zhixi is his sister?? Is Zhixi his sister? Is it really a sister? His loved ones? The one who is connected to him by blood? The child who has the same parents as him?

His hands clenched slightly. At the same time, he was pinching the things in his hands.

Yin Zhihou lowered his head, his pupils shrank sharply, and the thing in his hand was a bottle with a few hairs inside. Yin Zhenghe's words appeared in his ears again, from far to near, and this time he actually heard it really.

‘…… This is Zhixi's hair, which I temporarily brought today. You should have a sample of the big brother there. Whether it's hair, blood samples, etc., you can ...... Zhihou, try it. Don't you think Zhixi really looks like that child? Especially that photo......'

Photo!! Yin Zhihou suddenly woke up, took out his mobile phone, and saw a series of missed calls on it, as well as a message from Yin Zhenghe, with only two words on it: photos. And these two words deeply attracted Yin Zhihou's attention.

It's a photo of the original acquaintance. It is a photo of Zhixi when he was a child. This is a group photo with more than a dozen children standing on it, one by one standing straight and smirking at the camera, just from the clothes, you can see at a glance that this is a group of children from a welfare home. Among them, there is a child who is particularly dazzling, she is not particularly tall, and she does not smile extraordinarily brightly, but standing in this group of children, she immediately caught Yin Zhihou's attention.

She looks like she is about three years old, with a clean face, her head is up, her hands are on her abdomen, and her smile is also slight, not shrunk like some children around her, nor like some children who smile wide, she just smiles very quietly, and her eyes are also quiet when she looks at the camera. Not noisy at all, nor inferior, she is like a small flower blooming in the shadows, although the sun is blocked, the funny appearance, but still blooming the energy in her small body.

However. These can be said to be the reasons why Yin Zhihou paid attention to her for the first time, but they are not the factors that really catch his eyes.

And most importantly...... Her face was exactly the same as the one in the photo he remembered!!!

Yes. It's exactly the same!! The eyes are exactly the same, the face is exactly the same, and the posture is exactly the same!!!! Yin Zhihou squeezed his palm hard, quickly opened the album he had specially stored in his mobile phone, and opened a large number of photos inside, but he didn't look closely, his fingers quickly flipped down, and soon, he saw a photo and clicked to open it.

A photo of him and a little girl as a young man filled the entire screen.

The two children in the photo are small, the boy is half-holding the girl, wearing a small tuxedo and a black bow tie, like a little gentleman, and the girl in front of him is wearing a white puffy skirt, standing straight, looking at the camera with a slightly tucked chin, big eyes, a sweet smile, very cute.

This smiling face is exactly the same as the photo that Yin Zhenghe sent her. Just when Yin Zhihou couldn't help but breathe hard, the content of Yin Zhenghe's next message directly lit up his eyes.

This is a picture I got from the Zhixi orphanage. The third from the left in the first row is Zhixi. Doesn't it feel more like? The child that Yin Zhenghe said was the child that Yin Zhihou noticed.

It's really a sister! It's really a sister! Zhixi is really his sister!! Yin Zhihou's heart was instantly filled with sweet honey, as if it was about to overflow. He returned to his place of residence, called each of the other three people and said that he had an urgent matter to return to China, so he did not hesitate to take his luggage and get in the car and leave.

More than twenty minutes later, he stood downstairs in Zhixi, where Song Yubin stood last time, for a while, before quietly walking away. He knew that the first thing to do was to determine the identity of Zhixi, and to determine... to be able to do something else.

Yoon has never felt so satisfied.

And Yoon Jung-ha has never been so hesitant.

Yin Zhenghe, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, looked at Liu Haili, who was humming a small tune to make onion beef soup for Zhixi, and didn't know whether to go forward or retreat for a while. Suddenly, I thought that it would be good if I didn't tell Sù Zhihou about my conjecture, so that Zhixi would still be their child, but if this matter was said, Haili might not be able to accept it.

Just when he was about to say something, Liu Haili turned his head as if he had a feeling, "Ah~ Zhenghe." You're back~ Come and try it, I don't know if she likes the beef soup I made for Xixi. ”

"Hmm~ Okay." Yin Zhenghe walked in with a gentle smile, and took a sip of the soup with Liu Haili's spoon, I don't know if the soup was too hot, which made his eyes a little red, "It's delicious." Zhixi will definitely like it. ”72

Liu Haili, who was recognized by Yin Zhenghe, was even happier. Looking at Hai Li's light figure, the heaviness in Yin Zhenghe's heart became much easier.

Anyway, Zhixi is still their child, isn't it~ still the child of the Yin family~ It's the child of him and Haili~ As long as they think so. And if he really doesn't tell Sù Zhihou about his conjecture for his own selfishness, I'm afraid he will regret it in the future. Now that it's been said, let's wait for the results. He believes in Zhixi's decision in the future.

The figure of the two people in the kitchen looks very warm. Behind them, Zhixi watched quietly and silently, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, turned around, and sent a message to Xiujing.

I'm ready. The new book is almost starting~'

As long as the important people are there, it's fine. That's it. She just had to hold on to her current happiness.

Song Xiujing, who received her message, also breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Yin Zhihou rushed back overnight and immediately went directly to the laboratory, and when he got the results and saw the analysis of the results above, he smiled lightly. The original tension, worry, anticipation, and so on, all of a sudden, disappeared.

He finally found her.