That winter, with heavy snow falling outside the window, the six-year-old me walked up to him step by step and raised my eyes to look at him who was so unreal. He raised his hand and touched my head, his cold eyes slightly closed, "From today on, your name is Bai Qingyan!"
I have never seen such a person, with such a cold appearance, but with such reassuring hands.
After looking at him for a long time, I raised my head and smiled, and asked childishly, "My name is Bai Qingran, what is your name?"
Those beautiful agate-like eyes flashed with a fleeting gentleness, and his hand stroked my hair, "My,,,,,, my name is Bai Qi, okay?!"
Bai Qi, it took me almost a lifetime to remember this name!