Su Ming'an rescued Siyi.
They arrived at Siyi's home, and she hurriedly made tea for them.
Little Su wandered around the room. The girl's house was small, the furniture was shabby, and the small cabinet at the bedside was locked.
"What's this?" Little Su squatted down and asked.
Siyi, carrying a broom, came over hastily: "This... this is my personal item."
Little Su coughed and stepped back.
Siyi served them tea. The poor-quality leaves floated in the water, emitting a choking tobacco scent. But her expression was extremely serious; it was already the highest level of hospitality in her home for guests.
"Have you lived here since childhood?" Su Ming'an asked.
"Hmm... I used to have a father, but he left soon after. The neighbors saw I was alone and sold me to the research institute in the Inner City," Siyi said.
"Have you met anyone else?"
"I had a brother... but he's gone too," Siyi lowered her head. Around her neck was a star necklace left by her brother.
