"Eight years ago, when I first arrived at the border, I received a mission to rescue trafficked women. Xiu was one of them."
Chen Yi reached out to remove the scarf around his neck, unconsciously caressing it, as a hint of gentleness flashed in his sharp eyes.
"At that time, she was somewhat depressed. I asked her where she lived, but she wouldn't say. She simply shook her head when I wanted to send her back home, pleading with me to let her stay at the border. After consulting with the higher-ups and obtaining their approval, handling all necessary procedures, I allowed her to stay and support at the border."
"She was a wise and talented woman. With her around, the border's chores and miscellaneous tasks were all managed methodically. It was very cold at the border then, and in her spare time, she started knitting scarves and gloves for us. See, this is the scarf she knitted for me."