Han Feixu says goodbye to her deskmate and agrees to skip cram school later tonight so they can go see the goddess performing in the city’s center. She went home to take a short nap, only to wake up and find that ten years have passed. Han Feixu, with a bewildered look, got up from her bed and looked around the unfamiliar room only to find the goddess wearing casual clothes while leaning indifferently against the doorway, arm stretched out with keys in her hand, “You’ll need to pick up Yiyi today.” Han Feixu: “! ! ! ! ? ?” Later, she went to find that same deskmate from her past. Her deskmate listens to her story and then stays silent for a long time. The deskmate then takes out a photo of her, her goddess, and a cute little girl. The deskmate points at the goddess: “This is your wife.” Han Feixu: “What?!” The deskmate then points at the little girl: “And this is your daughter.” Han Feixu: “Huh?!” The deskmate puts away the photo and pats her on the shoulder: “Don’t worry too much about it. You two will be divorced very soon. Worry about how to get custody over your child instead.” Han Feixu: “……”