Su Lenghan felt a huge chunk of memories rushing back into his head. These memories that he had chosen to ignore and forget suddenly surged into his mind, and he almost couldn't take it.
"Lenghan, you always call me 'Bixue'. Can't you give me a pet name?"
He recalled how she used to throw childish tantrums occasionally, and he'd detested it. "The others don't know about our relationship yet, so I can't call you like that."
"Okay."
While they were watching television, he recalled how she muttered under her breath, "Some people get called 'Ling-er' and 'Qiu-er'. It sounds nice."
"You're already more than 20 years old, yet you still want such immature names. You'll only be mocked by the others. You have to grow up."
"My university roommates have pet names too."
"We represent the Su and Yun family. We're different."
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