The cold wind brushed against her cheeks yet despite the cold, AiLin's heart felt warmer than ever. She was holding to her scarf, the same wool scarf that had been circled around her neck by Li ZiChen before they had parted.
So many things had happened the past few months since she left prison but instead of feeling empty, her heart was filled with so much happiness and relief, it was as if she had finally put an end to her old wounds, something she didn't know she had it in herself.
YanLan popped beside her, his smile wide as he offered the coffee cup warmly to her hands, "I didn't think that today's production would be set outside. The weather is really cold but I suppose this is what they want."
