Mîn Jíng awoke for the second time that morning. The first was in her bed in the middle of the night with a vague memory of Jié Qiáng placing her there. The second was at her writing table with her head resting on top of her finished embroidery pattern.
Jié Qiáng stood and walked around Yáng Ning with his arms opened wide. Without hesitation, Mîn Jíng ran and jumped into his embrace and returned his joyful hug.