Cheng Su sat quietly beside Old Master Cheng’s bed, hands clasped with fingers interlaced against her lips, looking at the old man before her, his eyebrows, his contours, trying to find her own shadow in him.
But she couldn’t find it, nor did she know how to.
No, it can’t be, could she really be a descendant of Grandma Cheng? How could it be possible?
Yet why did her heart feel so joyful and excited upon learning the photograph looked so much alike? What did this mean?
Cheng Su didn’t know why she was so excited, she hoped for it, yet dared not expect it, fearing disappointment.
Xiao Qi said to face it calmly, but how could she? Before, she longed so much for family bonds, yearned for family and relatives, and now hearing she might have already reunited, if it’s not true, then...
She would be very disappointed!
Old Master Cheng coughed lightly twice, and Cheng Su gently patted him.
He’s old now, and it’s uncertain how long he’ll live, if the test results come out and it’s not favorable, he would probably be more disappointed, after all, he’s been searching so long, more than anyone he hopes to find any relative, even if the sister is no longer in this world, her descendants would be fine!
So, the result is even more important to him.
This kind and lovely old man, Cheng Su’s eyes turned slightly red.
Her hands came together again, silently making a wish, praying that the result would be as he wished, not for herself, but for him, this elderly man can’t endure another disappointment.
Otherwise, he might not make it through.
"Why are your eyes red?" The sudden question brought Cheng Su back to reality.
It turned out that Old Master Cheng had woken up, seeing her red eyes, slightly wet rims, he couldn’t help but smile and ask, "Why are you crying, afraid I’ll die?"

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