Xia Jing poured herself a glass of water, and after drinking it, she walked to the bed and lay down. She gently closed her eyes, and soon the room was filled with the sound of snoring—Xia Jing was asleep.
Xia Jing entered her dreams, but Zhang Zhentian was still running around busily searching for her. After arriving in the UK, Zhang Zhentian found a place to stay and asked everyone he could about Xia Jing's whereabouts. Yet, no one would tell him. Exhausted from his search, he returned to his lodging deep in thought.
"Xia Jing, oh Xia Jing, where are you? Do you know that I've already arrived in the UK? I heard nothing from you when I was at home and longed desperately for news. Now, even though I've come to where you are, this place is so vast. Where should I go to find you? Please come out; I don't know where else to search." Zhang Zhentian murmured to himself.
Xia Jing slept soundly and sweetly at home, but Zhang Zhentian tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
