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Zheng Mengni sat on the bed, a bit dazed. She had just recorded a song she had practiced for a long time and felt satisfied enough to post it on her previous music platform. Ten minutes later, someone sent her twenty thousand in gifts.
A stranger, someone she had never met, who hadn’t even sent her a voice message. She didn’t know their appearance, age, or even gender. Just like that, they casually gifted her twenty thousand. If it was a minor using their parents' money...
Zheng Mengni didn’t dare to think further. She stared at the screen for a moment, hesitated, then made a voice call to find out more. To her surprise, the person actually answered.
“Hello,” Zheng Mengni took the initiative to greet.
“What’s up?”
After a moment, she heard a deep voice on the line; it was a man. His pronunciation was precise, with a standard accent, and his smooth and clear tone was particularly captivating. It sounded somewhat familiar.
Zheng Mengni was stunned for two seconds before coming back to her senses. “Do we know each other in real life?”
Silence fell over the line, so quiet it was almost unbelievable. All she could hear was his breathing.
The man didn’t respond right away, so Zheng Mengni asked again, “Do we know each other? Why did you send me so many gifts?”
He explained, “I just happened to have this much left and couldn’t find anyone to send it to when you posted your work.”
“You still haven’t answered me—do we know each other?”
His voice sounded somewhat helpless. “You’ve asked that question three times now; it seems I really haven’t made a deep impression on you.”
Zheng Mengni softly responded with a confused “Ah,” her sweet voice tinged with bewilderment. “W-what?”
"It's alright, I'll wait for you to recognize who I am. No rush."
"How will I recognize you?" Zheng Mengni asked, and the call ended with a beep as he hung up. His tone was calm, his voice as gentle as a clear stream. Yet, in his last sentence, there seemed to be a hint of frustration that Zheng Mengni couldn't shake off, though she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.
Unbeknownst to her, on the other end of the line, Tan Yan felt a twinge of regret after hanging up. A flicker of unusual emotion crossed his inscrutable eyes. If only he had known, he wouldn't have spoken in such a strained voice. He had overestimated his significance in Zheng Mengni's mind; now it seemed he had gone unrecognized.
The day before Wei Jingxi's first date with Zheng Mengni, he sat in a tattoo shop located in Jiangyuan District. The decor was dark and the wallpaper was flamboyantly graffiti-styled. Sitting on the sofa, Wei Jingxi rested one hand on the armrest, his head slightly bowed as he focused on his phone screen.
The tattoo artist prepared the tools and turned halfway around in his chair, lifting his chin to ask, "So, have you decided what you want to get?"
"Yeah."
That day, on a whim, Wei Jingxi had spent several days sketching with drawing tools during his free time and designed two tattoo ideas.
"If I can find a woman in the list with no blood relation to me, I'll get your name, Zheng Mengni, tattooed backwards on my body."
Of course he intended to get a tattoo; he had planted that idea in his mind long ago. However, tattooing the name backwards felt too abstract and didn't quite match his personality.
Wei Jingxi stood up with a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I've sent you the designs."
After a while, the tattoo artist looked over them and remarked, "These are actually lyrics from an Italian song. Seems like you want to say something sweet to your girlfriend."
"She's not my girlfriend."
Wei Jingxi chuckled lightly and continued, "We're about to get engaged."
"Where would you like to have her name tattooed?"
"The name will be inked behind my left ear, and the lyrics will go on my right forearm."
The tattoo artist looked at him with a playful expression. "Only a beloved one can touch the skin behind the ear. It may seem like a private spot, but it's actually visible to everyone."
Wei Jingxi smiled, leaning back in the chair, his voice lazy. "Let's get started."
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