"Qingqing Zijin is in my heart; Qingqing Zipei is in my thoughts. From now on, you are called Zijin. My name is Zipei." He nodded with a smile, and she thought she was the happiest person in the world.
It's just that Zi Pei is still there, and Zi Jin is someone else's Zi Jin.
"Hello, this is the first time we meet. I'm Lin Yanan." He introduced himself familiarly, as if he was an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. "To the south of Ya, Yihu (the fourth tone of yue) is not arrogant." Zipei sighed, it is indeed an elegant name.
It was not until many years later that Zi Pei realized that Lin Yanan was not as gentle and elegant as his name. Perhaps this was destined.