Although it's said that the friendship between women is not the same as the friendship between men, back when they were guarding the school, Wen Xin and Xie Bing were truly the best of friends.
Now, having not been in contact for several years, they found each other's appearance and attire quite stranger.
After recognizing each other, the two women got excited, embracing each other for a long time before they parted.
"Xinxin, didn't you have a serious problem with bad breath before?"
Xie Bing asked, puzzled.
They had been so close to each other just moments ago, and Xie Bing hadn't smelled any bad breath, which struck her as odd.
"It's cured,"
Wen Xin said with a smile.
Xie Bing had thought that Wen Xin must have cured her condition long ago. Of course, it wasn't a serious illness, but it was something that could cause significant discomfort in social interactions. Knowing that Wen Xin had overcome her personal issue made Xie Bing genuinely happy for her.
