Five years later, inside the K city airport terminal.
Yin Xi was wearing a khaki-colored, long, trench coat with a cinched waist and a pair of black short boots. Her sunglasses on, she strode forward with vigorous steps.
On one hand she was on the phone and with the other, she was holding a plump and pretty little girl.
Following behind were two little boys, strikingly similar in appearance, holding hands, their bright eyes constantly looking around the terminal.
"Yifei, I've already landed, you don't need to come pick me up if you're busy."
On the other end of the line, Xie Yifei spoke with full of apologies, "I'm sorry, Xixi, it is my duty as a friend to pick you up from the airport on the day you return to our country. Who knew there would suddenly be an emergency at the station, and I really can't get away."