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"Jiang Shiyu, your life is not something others have the right to interfere with. I believe you can hold on to what is yours."
Yun Li's voice was clear and firm. Jiang Shiyu looked at her, the tension in his brow gradually easing, replaced by a smile.
"Well, it's my turn to ask you," he said.
Yun Li blinked, caught off guard. "Why is your nickname...?"
She quickly smiled, "My mom gave it to me. She said that I, she, and my dad all have names that connect us, so that's why."
She continued, "The name my mom chose feels like it reflects my life. I've always met people who were significant in some way, and my parents' relationship has always felt a bit mystical."
Jiang Shiyu smirked slightly; he thought of himself as someone who wasn't significant in her life, yet here he was, the first person she shared this with.
Yun Li continued, her tone becoming more cheerful. "My nickname is nice, but my given name isn't as great. It sounds a bit lackluster."
Jiang Shiyu asked playfully, "Is it derived from the idiom 'In a Fog'?"
Yun Li shook her head, her fingertips resting on the edge of the wooden table. The cold weather had left her nails a soft pink, with a hint of white at the tips like crescent moons.
"My dad is also a dance teacher. He had a student who struggled for two months to learn something. But after I was born, he finally got it right. They discussed my name for a long time at home, and then one day my dad had a flash of inspiration and chose this name for me."
Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, her expressions playful and lively like a little deer or an elf in the forest.
Jiang Shiyu's gaze was entirely on her; his lips curled into an involuntary smile filled with an affection he had never shown before.
"Is that too dismissive?" Yun Li asked after sharing so much.
Jiang Shiyu shook his head and listened intently.
Yun Li paused mid-sentence, realizing she had talked too much. She lowered her head slightly and pressed her lips together, sitting obediently.
She rested her cheek on her hand, feeling a bit warm. After chatting for so long, the barbecue finally arrived. Yun Li rarely ate barbecue; one reason was that she was trying to lose weight and couldn’t eat anything at night, let alone something as fattening as barbecue. The other reason was that her stomach wasn’t very strong—eating barbecue would give her diarrhea, just like spicy food. After consuming something too spicy, she would definitely have an upset stomach that night, but barbecue was different; it would make her belly ache as if it were churning.
However, Yun Li loved barbecue and only dared to eat a little each time. She thought to herself that a little bit should be fine. As she savored the small meat skewers, her face lit up with satisfaction. Weighing herself once a week, she figured that eating today and dieting tomorrow wouldn’t make her gain weight. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the skewers; she truly enjoyed them. Every dieter who indulged in delicious food wore this expression, as if they had tasted the most exquisite dish in the world.
Though she wasn’t hungry before, her appetite had been ignited at that moment. She had also ordered grilled eggplant, reminding herself to eat quickly before it got cold and unappetizing. Yun Li picked up a piece and put it in her mouth; it was still a bit hot, but that warmth was just right. It wasn’t spicy—just garlic-flavored.
Seeing her so happy made Jiang Shiyu feel cheerful as well. He moved to hand her another skewer of meat. Yun Li was already in high spirits and completely oblivious to how much she was eating. After finishing the barbecue, she wiped her mouth and noticed only the bamboo skewers were left. She thought to herself that it was over; she wouldn’t be able to sleep well tonight. She needed to quickly take some medicine.
Yun Li had already started planning how to take care of her stomach later. Jiang Shiyu stood up to settle the bill and then said to Yun Li, “I’ll walk you home.”
Yun Li nodded in agreement. It took about five or six minutes for them to reach the entrance of Jing Wu School. She returned his jacket, grateful that she was wearing socks with her slippers, which spared her from looking too disheveled.
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