After a night of fitful sleep, Saturday arrived.
Zhang Wei got up early, looked at the somewhat gloomy skies outside, and muttered that he had woken up too early.
He wondered whether to catch a little more sleep.
30 minutes later.
Thump, thump, thump!
"Second daughter, time for breakfast~"
Outside the room on the second floor, Zhang Wei knocked on the door.
Sadly, there was no response from inside.
"Whats's going on today? Sleeping in?"
Zhang Wei thought for a moment and knocked on the door again.
Normally, Zhao Xiaoxiao would have immediately started cursing at someone.
But after he knocked for the third time, there was still no response from inside.
"Did she leave early this morning, or is she dead asleep inside, or did she not come home at all?"
Zhang Wei pondered and decided to open the door of the room on the second floor for a peek.
The room was still empty, with snack wrappers littered on the floor and the bedding not made, a messy pile of blankets on the bed.