Xu Nanxing began to avoid He Zheng.
"He Zheng," she finally said, "we shouldn't be like this."
"What kind of thing?" He looked at her and said in a very soft voice, "I haven't even touched you."
"You——"
"It was you who called my name first." He whispered, "When you called me 'He Zheng', I knew I was doomed."
Intention: There is nothing wrong with loving someone. What is wrong is the identity when we met, and I choose to fall with you.