Zhang Zhentian gazed forlornly at the sky. What was once an endless expanse of blue sky and white clouds had now, because of his dismal mood, become a world shrouded in gray. The sky turned colorless, the whole world plunged into darkness; he could not see a trace of light; his end had come.
Xia Jing saw Zhang Zhentian standing motionless at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She knew her husband was reluctant, yet it was she who had forcefully brought him here. So what right did she have to turn back now? They had both played a part in the situation reaching this point; it was unfair and selfish to place the blame solely on any one person...
Xia Jing felt a profound discomfort seeing her husband stand so still. How she wished time could stop at this very moment, so they would never have to step through the doors of the Civil Affairs Bureau, so there would never be a day of divorce, and she could just quietly watch her dear husband!