"Mom and Dad, please come in," Lin Xiyuan called out to the door.
The three of them came in; Lin Xiyuan sat in the wheelchair, pushed by Lin Hong, while Lin Lan and Grandfather Lin walked on either side.
Lin Xiyuan lived on the first floor, so she was quickly pushed outside the door.
The sunlight was good outside, golden and somewhat warm.
Lin Xiyuan raised her hand to shield her forehead, a smile curving at the corners of her mouth. She was alive again, and it felt wonderful.
This was an important military district compound.
Many military officers lived in the vicinity.
People passed by from time to time to greet them, "Old Lin, congratulations, Xiyuan has finally awakened."
Just then, a young man and woman approached from a distance, their hands laden with gifts. It was apparent that the young couple was very affectionate, walking and laughing all the way.