In the late afternoon, Xia Yu took Jiangjiang home, leaving him building blocks alone in the room while she was cooking in the kitchen. Suddenly, someone was knocking at the door and calling her name. It sounded like Yang Ling's voice. Xia Yu turned off the gas stove, went to the door and opened it.

Before Xia Yu asked Yang Ling what she came for, she grabbed Xia Yu's arm and dragged her out to let her see the words on the door, "Look, who the hell wrote that?" ...