Ji Ru wiped her tears and stabilized her emotions before saying to Ji Yinbing, “You look even more like Xiao Wu in this.”


  “Laosi will definitely not be able to tell if it’s real or fake if he wears it like this.”


  Ji Jie urged Ji Yinbing to go to the house quickly.

  They brought Ji Yinbing to the hall of Ji Chen’s house. Ji Ru pointed upstairs and said, “Your fourth uncle lives upstairs. I’ll get Ah Qing to bring you up.”


  “Okay.”


  Ji Qing brought Ji Yinbing upstairs.

  This small building only had the third floor. Ji Chen’s room was beside the corridor on the second floor. After bringing Ji Yinbing to the door, Ji Qing stopped in her tracks. She pointed at the closed door and said to Ji Yinbing, “My father lives inside. Ji Xiao……” Only then did Ji Qing remember that this person was her cousin.

  She changed her words and said, “Yinbing, go in.”


  Ji Yinbing nodded.

  She walked to the door alone and stood at the door for a while, seemingly hesitating. With a soft sigh, Ji Yinbing pushed the door open and walked in. After entering, she had to walk around a screen corridor before Ji Chen could sleep.

  At the end of the screen corridor was a small mirror.

  Ji Yinbing stood in front of the mirror and looked at the woman in the glasses.

  The person inside seemed like her, yet didn’t as well. In her impression, Ji Yinbing had never dressed like this. The bright red dress made her skin look even fairer, and the pair of jade earrings in gold made her look playful and pure.

  So this was how her mother looked when she was a girl at home.

  She did not dare to associate this beautiful woman in front of her with the thin and sallow-faced person on the hospital bed in India.

  Ji Yinbing paused before walking around the inner room to Ji Chen’s bed. Ji Chen had already fallen asleep. His lips were open, and there was no breathing. One could only hear his breathing. When Ji Yinbing saw Ji Chen’s expression, she knew that Ji Chen’s lifespan was coming to an end.

  She adjusted her clothes, opened her mouth, and coughed lightly.

  After clearing her throat, Ji Yinbing carefully called out to the person on the bed, “Fourth, Fourth Brother.” This nickname was unfamiliar, and Ji Yinbing felt that her acting was not right.

  The person on the bed seemed to be motionless.

  Ji Yinbing calmed down and shouted again, “Fourth Brother, I’m back.” This time, Ji Yinbing’s expression and tone were more natural.

  As if she had finally heard the commotion, the unconscious person slowly opened her turbid eyes.

  There was only a red and black figure in Ji Chen’s vision.

  Ji Yinbing walked closer and called out, “Fourth Brother.”


  Ji Chen seemed to have remembered something and his eyes widened.

  His turbid eyes instantly became clear and bright. Ji Chen watched as the person in front of him walked closer. She bent down and revealed a cold and pure face. Ji Chen stared at that face and opened his mouth to make a few sounds before calling out in a hoarse and weak voice, “Xiao Yue……?”


  Ji Chen looked like he could not believe it.

  Ji Yinbing nodded softly.

  She added, “Fourth Brother, I’m Xiao Yue. Xiao Yue is back.” Ji Qing had called her just now and asked her to mention the name Xiao Yue more when she was talking to Ji Chen. This way, Ji Chen’s consciousness would be clearer. He would only think of Xiao Yue and not suspect if this Xiao Yue in front of him was real.

  This was a psychological hint, and it was the most common trick for hypnotherapists.

  Hearing the name Xiao Yue, Ji Chen’s memories of Ji Yue became clearer.

  He saw Ji Yinbing’s face clearly.

  This person’s face was exactly the same as Xiao Yue’s face in his impression.

  That’s right, she was Xiao Yue!

  The person who was originally on the verge of death suddenly had a burst of brute force. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Ji Yinbing’s wrist tightly. The old man raised his upper body from the bed and stared fixedly at Ji Yinbing, his eyes filled with a crazy and frightening light.

  In the Chinese proverb, this was a flashback.

  Ji Yinbing’s hand hurt from Ji Chen’s grip, but she did not break free and allowed Ji Chen to hold her hand.

  Ji Chen’s hoarse voice sobbed as he explained, “Xiao Yue, it’s Fourth Brother who has let you down. Fourth Brother lost you. Fourth Brother shouldn’t have let you go to the toilet alone. All these years, Fourth Brother has been looking for you. Where exactly have you been!”


  “Xiao Yue, Fourth Brother feels so bitter. Fourth Brother always remembers you. Fourth Brother is always worried if you’re doing well or suffering. Why didn’t you come back……”


  Ji Chen was no longer sure what he was talking about.

  Actually, Ji Yue’s disappearance had nothing to do with him, but Ji Chen felt guilty. Ji Yue’s disappearance had already become his nightmare.

  He pulled Ji Yinbing and said many words of regret.

  “Xiao Yue, you’re finally back.”


  “It’s good that you’re back. It’s good that you’re back.”


  The color in Ji Chen’s eyes gradually dimmed. He said vaguely, “This way, I’ll have the face to go underground to see my parents……” Ji Chen was still talking, still holding Ji Yinbing’s hand, but as he spoke, there was silence.

  When Ji Yinbing realized that he was no longer breathing, her heart trembled.

  He was really holding his last breath and waiting for his sister to return.

  Ji Yinbing suddenly wanted to cry.

  If her mother knew that her fourth uncle was still worried about her even until his death, would she be very sad? She must be so sad that she wanted to cry……

  Ji Qing and the rest stood outside the door and saw it open.

  They rushed forward. Ji Yinbing stood at the door and looked at them speechlessly for a moment before saying, “He left.”


  Upon hearing this, Ji Qing was stunned for a moment. Ji Chen’s death was already set in stone, but when she really heard this news, Ji Qing was still a little affected. Qiao Sen quickly hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear, “Ah Qing, pull yourself together.”


  Ji Qing nodded in a daze.

  At this moment, her mother, who was standing beside her, suddenly screamed, “Old Ji!” When she called out Old Ji, Madam Ji’s legs went soft and she almost fell to the ground. Yan Nuo quickly supported her. Qiao Sen took the lead and entered the house to change Ji Chen’s clothes.

  Madam Ji cried outside the door for a long time before stopping her sadness. She forced herself to stay awake and attended to Ji Chen’s funeral.

  Yan Nuo walked to Ji Yinbing’s side and picked up one of her hands. He stared at the bruises on the back of Ji Yinbing’s hand and asked in a deep voice, “He pinched it?”


  Ji Yinbing nodded and said, “He was very excited and kept apologizing while holding my hand.”


  Yan Nuo didn’t say anything, but he gently rubbed the black mark on the back of Ji Yinbing’s hand with his fingers.

  Ji Chen’s obituary was posted that afternoon.

  After receiving the news, old friends and relatives came over.

  When Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng received the news, they decided to attend the funeral. They planned to send the two children back to Binjiang City and hand them over to Chi Baoguang and his wife to take care of them. After the Qiao family’s two bodyguards sent the children away, the couple changed their clothes and brought Qiao Qian to the Ji family.