Lin Sanjiu couldn't comprehend why she sniffled when looking at Ji Shanqing. As he walked closer to her, the lump in her throat grew heavier. She felt suffocated, and her tears seemed ready to fall from her eyes. She sniffed, wiped her tears, and lowered her head. Then she reached for Puppeteer and pulled him to her side.

"Sis."

Ji Shanqing called out to her gently and almost pleadingly. He walked close to Lin Sanjiu and murmured in a somewhat sighing manner, "You're finally here. I've been expecting you."

Lin Sanjiu bit her lower lip without saying a word. She shot a glance at her grand prize—no, perhaps she shouldn't call him 'grand prize' anymore. She averted her gaze and lowered her eyes.

"Sis?" Ji Shanqing immediately grew a little panicky, though only Lin Sanjiu could tell. Ji Shanqing looked up. His long, thick eyelashes cast a shadow over his eyes. Under the silvery light reflected by the white walls, a dabble of blue lingered in his usually lacquer-black eyes as a sheen of