Xi Yan gave Qin Yucen a big, warm hug, holding her and feeling the real warmth in her arms, smelling her familiar scent, suddenly feeling her eyes moisten with tears. It had been over three years, and she had finally returned. She, too, had finally achieved her goals and fulfilled her dreams.
Qin Yucen could feel Xi Yan's melancholy and reached out to caress her back, "When did you become so prone to sorrow and sentimentality? Haven't I come back?
"Yes, it's good to have you back." Xi Yan stepped back from Qin Yucen's embrace, then took her by the hand, "Come on, let me have a good look at you."
Qin Yucen had lost quite a bit of weight, but she looked spirited, with a healthy glow to her complexion, much more lively than the heartbreaking frailness she had when she left. This was the Qin Yucen she knew.
"Aren't you working today?" Qin Yucen asked, today was Friday after all.
