"It's nothing." Telling the Good Person Card about this wouldn't help, and it would only be troublesome to explain, so it's better not to say anything.
Xi Jing wasn't someone unreasonable. He knew Chuzheng had something on her mind, but since she didn't want to tell him, he didn't press her.
Returning to their place, Xi Jing pushed Chuzheng to wash up.
"What for?" I don't want to wash up yet!
"You go first." Xi Jing pushed Chuzheng inside.
"..."
Confused, Chuzheng was already inside, so she had no choice but to wash up first.
When she finished washing and came out, she found the room plunged into darkness: "Xi Jing?"
Chak—
A small flame flickered, illuminating Xi Jing's face. In front of him was a bowl-sized cake with a single candle on top.
Chuzheng was taken aback for a moment. She walked over slowly and pulled Xi Jing into her arms: "Is it your birthday?"
Xi Jing struggled but was held tightly by Chuzheng. He shook his head nervously: "No."
