Feng Peining pressed her forehead with her fingers; she simply couldn't understand how, while playing chess so well, the person disappeared without a trace, without even saying a word and leaving. What on earth is going on?
Also...
This Shuiqi Island, which has been fine for ten years without seeing a single snowfall, what on earth happened today? She didn't know what was going on in her heart. Ever since she discovered that Shui Jingmo was missing in the afternoon, she has been restless and uneasy, always feeling that something might happen. In short, that feeling is terrible.
In recent years, she didn't know what was going on. Clearly, everything was fine, but she just felt inexplicably oppressed, like something had happened, yet as if nothing had happened at all. In the end, it was dull and strange, and she couldn't quite say what was wrong.
Feng Peining's depression was evident to Xiaoqi, making her even more hesitant.
