Xia Jing walked towards her home at a snail's pace, step by step. When she got back, she saw Zhang Zhentian standing at the door, waiting for her. She didn't understand why, after all this time, Zhang Zhentian had never waited at the door for her to come home. What was happening today? Why was Zhang Zhentian standing at her doorstep waiting for her to return? Could it be that there was some bad news he wanted to tell her?
"Zhentian, what's wrong? You look so unhappy. Why did you decide to wait at the door for me today? You've never waited at the door for me before. Could it be that the moon rose from the west today, or rivers are flowing backward?" Xia Jing joked.