Han Feixu bid farewell to her deskmate, agreeing to skip class together that evening to cheer for their goddess in the city center. She went home to catch up on sleep, only to wake up and find it was already ten years later. Dazed and confused, Han Feixu climbed out of bed in an unfamiliar room, only to see her goddess in loungewear coldly handing her a set of keys. "You’re picking up Yiyi today." Han Feixu: "!!!???" Later, she tracked down her deskmate, who, after hearing about her amnesia, fell silent for a long moment before pulling out a photo. In it were Han Feixu, her goddess, and an adorable little girl. Deskmate pointed to the goddess: "This is your wife." Han Feixu: "What?!" Deskmate pointed to the little girl: "This is your daughter." Han Feixu: "Huh?!" Putting down the photo, the deskmate patted her shoulder. "Don’t worry too much—you two are about to get divorced. Focus on figuring out how to fight for custody first." Han Feixu: "..."