Nine Parts Resemblance, One Part Affection

"Ah?"

Lost in her own emotions, Sikong Ling gave a soft cry, then hurriedly said, "Ling'er will go pour water for Brother right away."

Watching his little sister run out, a flicker of confusion and heartache passed through Sikong Jing's eyes as he recalled the dream from just now.

He really had lied to his sister.

In the dream, he had brought his sister and Su Yuexi home, only to find Father and Mother's corpses. Their hearts had been pierced through, and lying in the room was a blood-written message from them.

It said: Take good care of your sister. You must take good care of her.

Though he knew the dream was false, Sikong Jing's heart was in turmoil.

Because he missed Father and Mother too. He had already been eight back then and retained many memories of them, unlike his sister, who had only been four and perhaps had nothing left but hazy fragments.

At that moment, Sikong Ling came running back and handed him a stone cup. "Brother, water."

Hearing that, Sikong Jing cast aside the memories from the dream, accepted the water, and asked, "Ling'er, where is that beast arm of mine?"

The moment he said that, Sikong Ling hurriedly replied, "It's still where it was. Ling'er had wanted to see whether I could reattach it for Brother, but Ling'er is still so useless. I simply couldn't get close to the beast arm."

Hearing this, Sikong Jing nodded and rose to his feet. "Come on. I'll go get the beast arm back. It should be possible to reattach it."

Sikong Ling could not help but stare blankly at that. Could it still be reattached after medicine had already been applied?

And half a day had already passed.

But Sikong Jing did not explain. He had just