They returned to the crowded and bustling city that was full of the pressure of striving to succeed.
Wen Xuxu dragged her luggage into 'Old Wen Traditional Chinese Massage Clinic'. She could smell the familiar scent of traditional Chinese medicine when she entered.
The shop front was about 50 square meters and the required materials and equipment for traditional Chinese massage were all neatly arranged.
The floor was clean and gleaming.
The lights were switched on but there was no one in sight.
"Grandfather!" Wen Xuxu raised her head and and yelled at the second floor. She put her luggage down and was about to head upstairs.
"Xuxu, you're back."
A voice responded from the second floor and a young man of around 20 appeared by the stairs. He was a scrawny boy with tanned skin and beautiful features.
When he saw Wen Xuxu, the young man's face lit up with a bashful smile.
