Chen Zigeng's nose felt a bit sour, it seemed like Sister had been away from home for years, and he wished he could run over and throw himself into her arms immediately.
Sister's smile was still the same, always making people feel at ease just by looking at her.
He had promised just to take a quick look at the door, but Chen Zigeng didn't want to leave, and since they wouldn't let him in the epidemic prevention station, he decided to stay here and keep Sister company as well.
Xie Liangchen first looked at Old Mrs. Chen and Chen Zigeng, then her gaze fell on Song Xian standing behind them.
Xie Liangchen slightly bowed to Song Xian, and then waved her hand towards Old Mrs. Chen and Chen Zigeng.
Standing too far to see clearly, otherwise Xie Liangchen would have noticed the slight fluctuation in Song Xian's deep, complex emotions—there were worry, joy, and rare gentleness, enough to melt away his distant aloofness that pushed people away.
