Salt City.
A light drizzle fell in the morning.
Si Mingli stood holding a bouquet of bright roses in the rain, his perfect figure appearing somewhat desolate.
Standing next to him was Si Haoxuan, looking equally dejected and defeated.
Their hair and clothes were wet, but they didn't care.
The two of them had traveled a long way to Salt City to find the family that might have adopted their sister. They hadn't slept all night and finally met a girl who might be their sister.
The girl was of similar age and had a plum blossom birthmark on her chest, but upon closer inspection, it was not the birthmark their sister had.
This meant they had once again come up empty-handed, unable to find and bring their sister home.
Si Mingli and Si Haoxuan exchanged a glance, each showing a bitter smile, losing the spirit they had when they came.
The repeated shattering of hope left the two men physically and mentally exhausted.
