When Qin Xue saw that Nangong Beiying really couldn't go home with her, she didn't insist. Instead, they agreed upon a time and she went home, only to run into the postman delivering mail at the doorstep.
"Excuse me, do you have any mail for our house?" Qin Xue asked the postman, who had parked his bicycle and was ready to knock on her door.
"Uh, there is a letter for Qin Xue, are you Qin Xue?" The postman, hearing someone speaking to him, turned around to look at Qin Xue and asked.
"Yes, I am Qin Xue. Give it to me." Qin Xue was surprised to find out that there was indeed a letter for her, but she wondered who could have sent it.
"Alright, please sign here." The postman handed Qin Xue a notebook and a pen.