Su Qing returned to the courtyard in Xilin Alley and went to check on Tian Qiu's place. The courtyard was still deserted.
Su Qing wasn't worried. She took the ivy vines Branch from her space and initiated a time reversal.
At first, there was nothing of interest—just scenes from Jin Zhiwei's daily life. Su Qing fast-forwarded until she saw him going to a relative's house to drop something off. She initially thought nothing of it, but a conversation between the two of them caught her attention.
"Bro," Jin Zhiwei said to a man two or three years his senior who bore a slight resemblance to him. "I need to talk to you."
"Perfect. Zhiwei, you'll stay for dinner. I'm going to the co-op to see if they have any fish. Zhicheng, you take good care of Zhiwei, you hear?" The speaker was Jin Zhiwei's aunt, a woman Su Qing recognized as the one who had been comforting Jin Zhiwei's mother at the police station.
"Okay, don't worry, Mom," Jin Zhicheng quickly replied.
