He Qiuyu whispered: "Lin Xi."
"Huh?" It was a man's tough but soft voice.
"Why are you called Lin Xi? My name is Qiu Yu because I was born in the rainy season of autumn. Grandpa immediately decided that my name would be Qiu Yu. Could it be that you were called Lin Xi because you were born when the sun was setting that night?"
"Of course not."
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, He Qiuyu looked at Lin Xi curiously, and saw the other party gently closing the book in his hand and putting it to one side, and then leaned forward, with his thin lips that were just blocked by the book touching her ear. Because of the close contact between the thin lips, blush instantly filled her ears. He Qiuyu didn't know what Lin Xi wanted to do, so he had to hold his breath nervously. He kept this posture quietly for several seconds, until He Qiuyu thought he was going to suffocate to death, when a shallow and fascinating voice came to his ears: "It's because the sunset is shining deep in the mountains and the autumn rain is deep."
The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain. How deep the passion is, the sunset in the mountains and the autumn rain.