Chu Tingting's mood grew heavy as she thought about her missing cousin.
"Cousin, you've been searching for over twenty years. Is there really not a single clue? I wonder if my cousin is still alive." Chu Tingting remarked wistfully.
"No matter how slim the chances are, I have to keep searching seriously. I don't want my grandmother to pass with regrets." Mu Jiyang thought of his grandmother lying on the hospital bed, and his heart ached as if being cut by a knife.
"Cousin, if there's anything I can do to help, you must let me know. After all, I really hope you can find her soon."
"Mm, I'll do everything I can to find her. I won't say more, gotta go now!" Mu Jiyang gripped his phone tightly, looking up at the street filled with young women passing by. He felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.
It had been over twenty years. Where on earth was his poor sister?
Was she doing okay? Had she been bullied? Was there someone who cared for her, loved her?
