"By the way,"
Chen Yi suddenly thought of something. Without turning around, he lit a cigarette and placed it to his lips, standing beside the floor-to-ceiling window while overlooking the city, he casually spoke, "I always wanted to ask you, why does a girl have a somewhat masculine name like Qin Le?"
Qin Le's voice was a bit low, she bowed her head and whispered, "When my mother was pregnant, my father had already picked out the name. If it was a boy, he would be named Qin Le, and if it was a girl, she would also be named Qin Le. When I was born and they found out I was a girl, they still named me Qin Le."
"Are you talking about 'le' and 'yue'?"
"Yes, if it's a boy it's Qin Le with the 'le' pronunciation, and if it's a girl it's Qin Le with the 'yue' pronunciation."
"Your father is quite good at naming."
"He thinks so too."
...
A day passed quickly.
It was still the same room.
There was only one minute left until the return.
