Still full of yang energy? What kind of description is that? What am I, some kind of ghost? Speaking as if I'm a brothel madam!
So infuriating!
In front of others, Liang Zhouxian bit back his frustration, determined to save Ju Mengmeng some face.
He gritted his teeth, barely managing an awkward smile, and asked the boy opposite him, "Who might you be?"
Ju Mengmeng was startled, "This is…"
Er… Who is this again?
He scratched his head, finally realizing that he had talked with this person all day, yet still had no clue what his name was! Had he ever asked?
Seeing the boy's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help but reflect: I should have asked by now, right? I seem to have asked… But why can't I remember anything?
He gave an embarrassed smile, "Well, um…"
Seeing the hint of grievance yet firm restraint on the boy's face, he couldn't help but ask again, feeling ashamed, "Uh, hey… what's your name?"
