Has She Broken Down from the Excessive Amount of Work?

Si Zhengting tightly pressed his lips together, carrying Zhuang Nainai and taking great strides as he ran.

Beijing's night view was brimming with resplendent lights.

The surrounding drivers were anxious. Some were still in their cars, and others had alighted in an attempt to see what was going on in front of them.

When Si Zhengting went past them, carrying Zhuang Nainai in his arms, the drivers craned their necks, trying to steal glances to find out what had happened.

He was running very quickly, and his forehead was drenched with sweat. However, he cradled Zhuang Nainai gently and carefully. He tried to minimize the impact from running so as to prevent the coat draped over Zhuang Nainai's body from falling.

The rapid speed at which Si Zhengting was moving and his gentleness toward Zhuang Nainai was an odd juxtaposition. However, one observing his actions would not feel like they were at odds.