My Wife Always Wants to Run Away - Chapter 35

Jie Xiangyi was taken aback by Tang Jinzhi’s new term to describe her. She was curious, but she couldn’t bring herself to turn around. For some reason, she found herself starting to reflect.

Yet she was also indignant. What made her fit the label “yandere”?

Was it because she had asked Tang Jinzhi to delete someone from her contacts? Was her attitude too domineering?

Before she could delve deeper into these thoughts, the phone screen flashed, jolting Jie Xiangyi awake. Why am I suddenly reflecting? I’m supposed to be angry right now!

She quickly focused her attention on the phone held up before her.

Tang Jinzhi stood beside Jie Xiangyi, calmly waiting for her to review their recent chat history with Yu Feishuang. She wanted Jie Xiangyi to recall the message she had sent just minutes ago and understand the chain reaction it had triggered.

The emotions flickering across Jie Xiangyi’s face were unmistakable. The usually composed woman had once again been thrown off balance by Tang Jinzhi. Before she could even speak, Tang Jinzhi swiftly tapped the screen twice, switching the chat window to Lin Ai. When Jie Xiangyi saw the conversation history displayed before her, her fury erupted completely.

After Tang Jinzhi’s confession, Jie Xiangyi, bristling with anger, grabbed her and yanked her back onto the sofa.

“You—!” Jie Xiangyi was so furious she didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t bring herself to scold Tang Jinzhi, but not scolding her left her feeling utterly unsatisfied.

Tang Jinzhi remained obediently still, admitting her mistake with remarkable speed. “I was wrong.”

Her tone was so meek and contrite that Jie Xiangyi found herself unable to unleash her anger.

Jie Xiangyi suppressed her frustration, finally releasing Tang Jinzhi and glaring at her. “Explain yourself! Explain everything right now!”

Her fierce tone was laced with suppressed resentment.

Tang Jinzhi stole a glance at Jie Xiangyi, but was caught within seconds and met with a sharp glare.

She chuckled sheepishly and, under Jie Xiangyi’s burning gaze, unlocked her phone.

“If I explain, you promise not to be angry anymore, okay?”

Jie Xiangyi snorted coldly, refusing to acknowledge her.

Explaining herself to others was Tang Jinzhi’s duty; that had nothing to do with making Jie Xiangyi angry.

Realizing Jie Xiangyi wouldn’t be easily placated, Tang Jinzhi’s eyes darted around. Well, she’s already mad anyway…

“Fine, I’ll clear things up for you right now.”

Jie Xiangyi glared at her intently, wary of any further tricks.

Tang Jinzhi opened Yu Feishuang’s chat window and, under Jie Xiangyi’s watchful eye, pressed the voice message button. “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! We’re both perfectly normal. My wife doesn’t have that problem—she’s wonderful, just a bit clingy and can’t bear to be apart from me.”

“Tang Jinzhi!”

The message sent successfully, Tang Jinzhi mustered her last ounce of strength to clutch her phone to her chest. Jie Xiangyi had already lunged for her the instant before the message went through.

Furious, Jie Xiangyi tried to snatch the phone back to recall the message.

She grabbed a corner of the phone and yanked it free, refusing to let go. A tense standoff ensued, their eyes locked in a fierce challenge. “Who’s clingy? Who can’t bear to be apart from whom?”

Tang Jinzhi, ever perceptive, quickly answered, “I’m clingy. I can’t bear to be apart from you.”

Jie Xiangyi was momentarily stunned by her frankness, then shot her an exasperated glare.

“Then why did you say such nonsense?”

Tang Jinzhi’s grip on her phone loosened slightly. She lifted her chin, her tone unapologetically confident. “When you’re out, you define your own identity. They don’t know you, but they know me. Just let me have this, give me a little face. It’s not hard to explain—this explanation fits perfectly.”

Jie Xiangyi knew this was twisted logic, yet she couldn’t deny that Tang Jinzhi’s explanation was the most convenient. But this whole mess was Tang Jinzhi’s fault for spouting nonsense in the first place!

Tang Jinzhi continued, “What’s wrong with saying my wife is clingy? Did I offend you?”

Jie Xiangyi choked, stunned by Tang Jinzhi’s audacity despite her flimsy reasoning. “…I would never act like that.”

Tang Jinzhi stiffened her neck and pressed on, “Then is saying you can’t live without me a bad thing?”

Jie Xiangyi: “…No.”

Tang Jinzhi straightened up triumphantly. “Then why are you still angry?”

Jie Xiangyi tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Twisted logic. You didn’t say anything bad about me, but you ruined my image! I’m nothing like what you described.”

Tang Jinzhi, wearing an expression that said, “You wouldn’t understand,” retorted, “But I salvaged your tarnished image with a good one! Even though I did it all, we still came out ahead. Your wife, me, won over the audience and even put on a show of affection, finally silencing those who claimed we had no chemistry. Right?”

Jie Xiangyi wasn’t easily fooled, but even knowing Tang Jinzhi was manipulating her, she had to admit Tang Jinzhi’s logic held true.

She released her grip on the phone.

“Hmph.”

Acceptance didn’t mean she wasn’t still angry.

Tang Jinzhi knew tonight’s Jie Xiangyi would be a tough nut to crack. She tossed aside the phone and wrapped both arms around Jie Xiangyi’s arm as she tried to leave, her smile ingratiating. “You must be exhausted. Did you even eat dinner? What do you want?”

Jie Xiangyi tugged at her arm, but Tang Jinzhi held firm. “I’m not hungry. I already ate.”

“Then what do you want? I’ll make it. No takeout.”

Jie Xiangyi didn’t answer, but she didn’t refuse either.

Tang Jinzhi immediately understood.

“Why don’t you take a shower and get some rest?”

Jie Xiangyi glanced sideways at her, pondering in silence.

Tang Jinzhi blinked. “Hmm?”

Jie Xiangyi reluctantly spoke up. “No need to call her.”

Tang Jinzhi smiled brightly. “Then you’ll help me?”

Jie Xiangyi immediately withdrew her hand, stood up, and walked toward the kitchen, her tone cool. “I’m afraid you’ll poison me.”

Tang Jinzhi chuckled and followed her, showering her with sweet words. She couldn’t resist teasing Jie Xiangyi, then going to great lengths to coax her back into good spirits. Even this process of teasing and appeasing Jie Xiangyi amused her; she didn’t see it as self-inflicted trouble.

By the time the meal was ready, they hadn’t called Assistant Xiao Zhang. Jie Xiangyi had also warmed up considerably, now able to speak to Tang Jinzhi normally.

Jie Xiangyi claimed she was only temporarily forgiving Tang Jinzhi because Zhang Yueqi would be joining them for dinner later.

Tang Jinzhi didn’t call her out on the real reason: Jie Xiangyi’s desire to chat with her.

When dinner was served, Zhang Yueqi finally emerged from her room.

She had been cooped up for over an hour, her imagination running wild about what the two women might be doing. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. But when she saw the dishes on the table, her anticipation deflated.

Oh, they just made dinner.

Zhang Yueqi’s expectations crashed. She sighed heavily, her disappointment plain as day.

Tang Jinzhi asked, “Why are you sighing? What’s wrong?”

Zhang Yueqi glanced at Tang Jinzhi, then at Jie Xiangyi, hesitating for a long moment before finally gathering the courage to ask, “How far have you two gone?”

Jie Xiangyi’s gaze flickered away, remaining silent. Tang Jinzhi has a thick enough skin; let her answer, she thought.

Tang Jinzhi poked at her rice, glancing at the wordless Jie Xiangyi before poking at her rice again, her eyes carrying a hint of resentment but mostly just amusement.

Actually, I have a very thin skin—except when I’m teasing Jie Xiangyi.

Seeing both women at the table remain silent, Zhang Yueqi initially assumed they had already done everything and were too embarrassed to say. But after a closer look, it didn’t seem that way at all.

She ventured tentatively, “In TV dramas, people sleep together the moment they meet. Even if they’re not that intimate, they’ve at least kissed. You two wouldn’t have…”

Jie Xiangyi: “……”

Tang Jinzhi: “……”

Without waiting for a response, Zhang Yueqi continued, “Oh, wait, you did kiss that day. I pushed you. But that doesn’t really count, does it?”

Jie Xiangyi: “……”

Tang Jinzhi: “……”

Could it be that they didn’t even kiss on the lips that day?

Tang Jinzhi scolded her in a rapid-fire tone: “You know that was just a TV drama. Stop watching so much of that stuff. We’re not acting in a drama, so hurry up and eat.”

Zhang Yueqi remained relentless: “Exactly, you’re not acting in a drama—you’re actually married! Even the characters in those shows aren’t married yet. Besides, I’ve seen people hook up after just one or two dates. You two have been flirting for a month or two already, and still nothing?”

Jie Xiangyi was barely holding her composure.

Her cool voice dripped with impatience as she glanced at Zhang Yueqi: “Are you going to eat or just gossip?”

Tang Jinzhi chimed in: “Hurry up and eat. Stop gossiping.”

Zhang Yueqi muttered under his breath, “Such a strong reaction… could it be they’ve only held hands?”

And even that was because she forced him to.

Tang Jinzhi: “……”

Jie Xiangyi ate slowly and deliberately, her expression utterly calm, as if Zhang Yueqi’s words meant nothing. Yet she secretly glanced at Tang Jinzhi out of the corner of her eye.

It’s not just holding hands, she thought, refuting Zhang Yueqi inwardly. I’ve kissed Tang Jinzhi’s cheek once, and we even slept in the same bed once.

Just once. We didn’t even cuddle last night.

Jie Xiangyi kept the thought to herself, knowing Zhang Yueqi couldn’t hear her.

She lowered her gaze, pondering: Are Tang Jinzhi and I developing too slowly?

Is it really that slow?

Tang Jinzhi was also contemplating the same question, purely reflecting on whether she was being too reserved.

After careful consideration, she concluded that she wasn’t at fault—Zhang Yueqi’s mind was simply too naive.

While she and Jie Xiangyi weren’t exactly lovey-dovey yet, their relationship was at least pure and had already progressed. What more could Zhang Yueqi expect? Did he want two inexperienced rookies to launch into hyperspace?

The three of them ate dinner, each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

After showering in her bedroom, Jie Xiangyi continued to ponder the matter.

Meanwhile, Tang Jinzhi wasn’t in the room. She didn’t have time for such musings; she was busy revising her manuscript in the study.

Jie Xiangyi glanced at the clock—it was past ten.

She opened the study door and entered. She had originally intended to talk to Tang Jinzhi, but since she was already asleep, she reluctantly came in to check on her.

Seeing Jie Xiangyi enter, Tang Jinzhi’s face immediately lit up with a smile. “Still working in the study?”

The sight of her smile softened Jie Xiangyi’s tense expression. She shook her head. “Going to bed. Aren’t you tired?”

Tang Jinzhi waved her hand. “Not yet. You go ahead and sleep.”

After saying that, Tang Jinzhi stood up and said, “I’ve been up for quite a while. I’ll go take a shower first and then get back to work.”

Jie Xiangyi followed her out of the room, thinking for a moment before asking, “What time did you schedule your meeting with the director?”

She had been too angry earlier to consider the question properly.

Tang Jinzhi stopped and turned to look at Jie Xiangyi. “It’s fine. You don’t need to waste your rest time on my account. I should be able to go out alone now without any problems.”

She had already gone out several times and was getting used to it.

Jie Xiangyi frowned slightly. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

Tang Jinzhi hesitated before nodding. “I think so.”

Jie Xiangyi shook her head. “I’m not comfortable with you going out alone, even with a bodyguard.”

Tang Jinzhi pursed her lips, understanding Jie Xiangyi’s concerns. After a moment’s thought, she said, “Then I’ll reschedule after your exams are over.”

Jie Xiangyi’s expression softened, and she felt a little more at ease.

“Alright.”

Tang Jinzhi smiled brightly, wanting to tease Jie Xiangyi, but remembering she was still upset, she swallowed the words.

“I’ll go take a shower now.”

Jie Xiangyi lifted her chin slightly, maintaining her composure, and didn’t reply.

Tang Jinzhi’s smile deepened.

She quickly showered, skipping washing her hair. When she came out, she let down her pinned-up hair and walked to the bed, carefully studying Jie Xiangyi.

Softly, Tang Jinzhi asked, “Doctor Xie, are you asleep?”

Though Jie Xiangyi hadn’t heard Tang Jinzhi’s deliberately light footsteps, she felt the dampness Tang Jinzhi had brought from the bathroom and knew she was being watched.

When no reply came, Tang Jinzhi straightened up slightly. “Then I’ll go to the study, okay?”

Jie Xiangyi took a deep breath, rolled over, and said, “Go.”

Tang Jinzhi’s lips curved into a smile.

As expected, she wasn’t asleep.

Hearing Tang Jinzhi enter the study as instructed, Jie Xiangyi frowned, let out a soft hmph, and decided to sleep with her back to the study.

Back in the study, Tang Jinzhi saved the revised document on her computer before shutting it down. She then walked to the door and turned off the light.

Glancing at Jie Xiangyi’s back as she emerged from the study, Tang Jinzhi smiled and tiptoed over.

The bedroom light suddenly went out, and the bed dipped sharply. Just as Jie Xiangyi opened her eyes to protest, Tang Jinzhi’s strong arm wrapped around her, pulling her back against her chest.

Tang Jinzhi chuckled. “Is Doctor Xie still angry?”

Jie Xiangyi pulled away from the embrace, avoiding a direct answer. Instead, she asked, “Aren’t you busy?”

Tang Jinzhi returned her arm to its place. “I’m here to keep you company while you sleep.”

Jie Xiangyi retorted, “I didn’t ask you to keep me company.”

Tang Jinzhi slapped away Jie Xiangyi’s hand, which had reached out to grab her again. “I’m the one keeping you company.”

Both women were equally stubborn.

Jie Xiangyi fell silent.

But Tang Jinzhi wasn’t finished.

“Who was it who grabbed my hand and pulled me into a hug last time?”

Jie Xiangyi: “……”

Tang Jinzhi: “And now you don’t want me to hug you when I initiate it?”

Jie Xiangyi closed her eyes.

Completely forgetting that she was supposed to be comforting Jie Xiangyi, Tang Jinzhi continued her assault, her emotions running high. “So you just like being the one in control?”

Jie Xiangyi couldn’t bring herself to speak. She hadn’t thought of it that way.

When Jie Xiangyi remained silent, Tang Jinzhi pressed on relentlessly. “Hit a nerve? You like it that way? You won’t let me initiate, but you won’t initiate yourself either. Fine, now I understand what Assistant Zhang meant when he said we were having problems. It’s all your fault.”

“You should reflect on that.”

Jie Xiangyi: “……”

She was completely defeated. Who could possibly win against Tang Jinzhi’s twisted logic?

She just wanted to sleep and not argue with Tang Jinzhi.

After waiting in vain for Jie Xiangyi’s response, Tang Jinzhi’s restless mouth couldn’t stay quiet.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Jie Xiangyi had no intention of acknowledging her, but finding her incessant nagging unbearable, she finally relented. “…I’m reflecting.”

Tang Jinzhi choked on her words.

After a few minutes of silence, Tang Jinzhi began speaking in a gentle tone, “I’ve been thinking, and it’s not entirely your fault. Stop reflecting on it. Let’s just talk.”

Jie Xiangyi, worn down by Tang Jinzhi’s persistence, slowly turned to face her. Feeling too close, she backed away slightly, gently disentangling herself from the embrace.

“Are you done sleeping?” she asked.

Tang Jinzhi shook her head, looking wide awake. “Not at all.”

Jie Xiangyi sighed helplessly. “But I’m done sleeping. Go take care of your work. I really don’t need you to keep me company.”

She had never needed anyone to keep her company when she slept alone before.

“So you’re not angry with me anymore?” Tang Jinzhi asked.

Jie Xiangyi retorted weakly, “…How could I dare to be angry with you?”

Getting angry would only lead to Tang Jinzhi tormenting her to death.

Tang Jinzhi brightened, tightening her embrace and pulling Jie Xiangyi closer. “How could you not dare? You’ve been angry with me ever since you came back.”

Jie Xiangyi couldn’t resist snapping back, “So I was just angry for no reason?”

Tang Jinzhi’s confidence faltered, and her tone finally lost its edge. “Okay, it was my fault. But it wasn’t that big of a deal.”

“Right?” Tang Jinzhi asked again.

Jie Xiangyi pursed her lips and gave a faint “Mmm.”

She wasn’t truly upset with Tang Jinzhi.

She just felt a little resentful.

Tang Jinzhi, sensing her frustration, thought for a moment and asked directly, “What exactly are you angry about? What did I do?”

Jie Xiangyi was taken aback.

“You don’t know?”

“You don’t realize how infuriating you are?”

What bothered Jie Xiangyi wasn’t Tang Jinzhi’s lies to others, but the fact that she was being teased.

Tang Jinzhi paused for two seconds. “…Then you’ll just have to bear it.”

Jie Xiangyi rarely felt the urge to roll her eyes.

But she knew Tang Jinzhi was unlikely to change. Suddenly, Jie Xiangyi felt almost honored. Tang Jinzhi didn’t provoke others—she only targeted her.

My wife, my burden.

It’s just her way of teasing me, right?

Tang Jinzhi doesn’t tease others, only me.

Hmm… that’s not entirely bad.

Jie Xiangyi spent two minutes successfully brainwashing herself.

After a moment’s thought, she took the initiative to drop the matter. “Let’s go to sleep. I’m going to the hospital tomorrow morning and won’t be back until the morning after.”

Tang Jinzhi frowned. “You mean you have to work the night shift after working all day?”

That’s over twenty hours straight…

Jie Xiangyi’s voice was bitter. “Yes.”

Tang Jinzhi was speechless.

She was tired of even using the word “workaholic.”

The pressure on medical staff in hospitals must be unbearable…

The night passed in fitful dreams.

Tang Jinzhi woke briefly when Jie Xiangyi got up, but she didn’t get out of bed herself until shortly after Jie Xiangyi left.

Seeing Jie Xiangyi work so hard suddenly made her feel a bit guilty. After a quick breakfast, she returned to her study.

Zhang Yueqi’s friends were coming over this afternoon, so after working for a while, she stopped editing her manuscript and began organizing the two murder mystery scripts she had on hand.

One was an emotional drama, the other a logic-based deduction.

The emotional drama required six players, and Zhang Yueqi had invited five friends, making exactly enough for a game. The deduction script needed seven players, but even with Jie Xiangyi present, Tang Jinzhi didn’t plan to ask her to join. It would waste several precious hours of Jie Xiangyi’s time.

Tang Jinzhi had specifically written this script for Jie Xiangyi, planning to let her play it after Doctor Xie retired from the hospital in early June, when she would have plenty of free time.

Before Zhang Yueqi’s friends arrived, the fruit platters Tang Jinzhi had ordered arrived, along with a variety of snacks and drinks. Once everything was prepared, the guests began to arrive.

Tang Jinzhi hadn’t bothered to research the identities of the five people coming to play. As long as they showed up, that was all that mattered. But when she saw who had come, she couldn’t help but be slightly surprised.

Zhang Yueqi watched Tang Jinzhi’s surprised expression with smug satisfaction, clearly pleased with her reaction.

Tang Jinzhi wanted someone with strong emotional immersion, intelligence, and preferably acting experience? Well, here they are!

There were two actors, a singer who also acted, and a film student aspiring to be a director.

The final guest was a socialite working at an entertainment company—a friend of Zhang Yueqi and Jie Xiangyi. Well, technically, she was more Zhang Yueqi’s friend; Jie Xiangyi had never quite figured out how to interact with this high-society figure.

Tang Jinzhi suddenly felt her wrist was too big. She had only asked for someone to provide feedback…

Was Zhang Yueqi trying to find people in the entertainment industry for her to play with?

Tang Jinzhi greeted them one by one, her expression slightly bewildered, but her attention remained focused on the student director Zhang Yueqi had mentioned.

Another director.

She wondered what genre he specialized in.

But when she heard him call out to Yu Feixue, Tang Jinzhi suddenly felt like she understood something.

This Yu Feixue was likely Yu Feishuang’s younger sister.

Tang Jinzhi thought this but didn’t dwell on it.

She had been watching a lot of dramas lately and recognized the two actresses. One had just won a newcomer award, while the other was a rising star with decent popularity, both known for their solid acting skills.

The two were currently arm-in-arm, chatting animatedly.

But were they even friends?

Meanwhile, the singer-turned-actor was staring at the two actresses with a gossipy expression.

Though Tang Jinzhi didn’t understand their relationships, she found it intriguing.

She invited everyone to sit in the living room. The coffee table was large enough for them to gather around. Tang Jinzhi instructed them to each draw a script card. As the host, she quickly got everyone into character.

After explaining the rules, Tang Jinzhi had everyone read their scripts aloud. She had initially worried that some might lose patience, but Zhang Yueqi had been right—they were all eager to play and remained completely focused while reading their roles.

Tang Jinzhi was delighted that not a single person had spoiled the mood.

The two professional actors immersed themselves in their roles the quickest, but Zhang Yueqi’s emotional performance was the most genuine. By the second round, he was already wiping away tears.

At first, the group seemed a bit awkward, as they didn’t know each other well. But after two rounds, everyone except Zhang Yueqi, who was still wiping his eyes, had descended into a full-blown shouting match.

Tang Jinzhi quietly took a sip of water. Half the afternoon had passed, and not a single person had grown bored. The emotional engagement was perfect.

The entire game took quite a while. By the time it ended, the sky outside had grown dim, and the murderer had escaped.

The eldest daughter had played the murderer’s role, and she had played it brilliantly, showing remarkable cunning.

Zhang Yueqi, his eyes red and swollen, drank water while gazing at Zou Limeng with admiration. “Mengmeng, have you played this before? You hid your true identity so well!”

Zou Limeng tilted her chin haughtily. “Hmph, first time playing. It wasn’t that hard. I won easily.”

Yu Feixue’s eyes sparkled as she stared at the final scene, “Sister Tang, you write so well! This could totally be made into a movie!”

Tang Jinzhi had initially blushed at being called “Sister Tang,” but she had grown used to it by now. “Oh, I haven’t considered making it into a movie.”

She didn’t take Yu Feixue’s words as mere flattery; she genuinely meant it. Without false modesty, she answered earnestly.

Zhang Yueqi seized the opportunity to praise her further, “You think so too? You have excellent taste! A director has already expressed interest in her novel and wants to meet with her.”

Tang Jinzhi glanced at Zhang Yueqi but remained silent, neither confirming nor denying his statement.

Zou Limeng blinked. “A novel? Can I read it?”

The other two drama queens, already sprawled across the table, raised their hands. “We want to read it too!”

These two were the biggest drama queens of the group, and Ji Yunjie always joined in on their antics.

Zhang Yueqi glared at them, annoyed. “You three troublemakers! You’re messing with the plot!”

Yu Feixue was more curious about which director had such discerning taste, but she hesitated to ask—it was someone’s private matter.

“Sister Tang, I want to read it too! I’m practically a director myself!”

Tang Jinzhi put down her phone after chatting with Jie Xiangyi, looked up at the group staring at her with bright eyes, and after a moment’s thought, asked Zhang Yueqi to share the two ongoing scripts with them.

The group immediately created a chat group.

“Sister Tang, do you have any more scripts? Script-based murder mysteries are so much fun!” Yang Xiaoyu, who had been scolding Zhang Yueqi for being a drama queen, stretched lazily. She had thoroughly enjoyed the game and had even acted more convincingly than she intended.

The other drama queen nodded vigorously.

Qin Lu: “Fun! Fun!”

Ji Yunjie clapped and cheered, “Let’s play again! Give them couple roles!”

Tang Jinzhi: “……”

Are these kids here to ship couples at my place?

The others nodded in agreement. “Let’s play!”

Tang Jinzhi was no longer curious about how these people had ended up hanging out with Zhang Yueqi; they were all brimming with energy.

Apart from Zou Limeng, the young heiress, and Zhang Yueqi, the others were also from wealthy and influential families, though not quite on the same level as the first two.

Tang Jinzhi, who had been sitting for too long and was starting to feel restless, couldn’t believe these people still wanted to play.

“I do have more scripts, but we’re missing one person.”

Zou Limeng blurted out without hesitation, “Where’s Jie Xiangyi? Why isn’t she back yet? It’s so late!”

“Is she out gallivanting?”

Apart from Zhang Yueqi, the other four faces turned to Tang Jinzhi with questioning looks.

Ji Yunjie said, “She didn’t even call back once all afternoon.”

The others nodded in agreement.

Zhang Yueqi retorted, “Are you guys just trying to stir up trouble?”

Tang Jinzhi was speechless.

It’s just one afternoon. Not calling back is pretty normal, right?

But then again, she really is coming back tonight…

Wait, Xiangyi really is coming back tonight…