"You didn't attempt to understand your parents, you decisively made all the decisions for him, deciding all the paths and life for him."
Xia Jing was running on the road when she suddenly stopped. She realized that aimlessly searching like this was not a solution, so she filtered all the possible places Zhang Zhentian might go in her mind: At this hour, Zhentian wouldn't possibly go to the lakeside, nor would he seek out Li Jiayuan, much less be at the places we often go to. With his mood so low today, he should be at the bar drowning his sorrows.
