1348: My Name

My Name

Ye Tingyun tried for a while. He was indeed unable to remove it. He could only give up. Bruce had to ensure that there was no danger of anything going wrong before the transaction. 2

It was silence in the coconut groves.

The ice-cold rays of moonlight landed on the coconut groves in picturesque disorder. It was accompanied by the sound of the waves, which had a rhythm. There was something sentimental about it. Ye Chu sat on the tree branch. Her white skirt draped down. Her fair feet did not wear any shoes. A leg was placed horizontally on the head of the branch while the other leg was swaying lightly. She leaned inclined against the trunk and was playing the harmonica. The ice-cold rays of moonlight landed on her face. It was mottled and gentle like a spirit that had fallen onto earth. Ye Tingyun stood under the tree and raised his head slightly.

Is it you?

Ye Tingyun stood with his hands clasped behind his back and slightly closed his eyes. He finished listening to the whole tune.

Not a single tone was wrong.

"Fated, why did you come out?" Ye Chu's clear voice came from the branches. The moonlight landed in her eyes, which made them appear to have a rare smile.

"My name is Ye Tingyun."

"I know."

Ye Tingyun lowered his head slightly. "Do you know how to write these three words?"

"I don't know."

"Come down. I'll teach you."

Ye Chu raised her eyebrows as if she was thinking of something. She leaped and landed steadily on the white beach. Her fair feet stepped on the soft beach and slightly staggered forward. Ye Tingyun stretched his hands to support her.

Ye Chu raised her head and was met with his smiling eyes.

She pushed him away.

"Why aren't you sleeping this late at night? What are you doing here?"

"What about you?"

"I can't sleep. It's too warm."

Ye Tingyun sat on a wooden pillar at the side. He beckoned her to bend down and used the tree branch to write his name on the beach. "This is my name."

Ye Chu's Chinese was not good. They had been using English to communicate. Ye Chu could speak Chinese and could also understand the meaning. She also recognized a few Chinese words. But it was also simple words like 'how are you', 'I love you', and so on.

She did not recognize such complicated Chinese words.

What's more, learning how to write them was even worse!

"So hard to remember." Ye Chu raised her head and looked at him.

Ye Tingyun held onto the branch and tightened slightly. The veins on the back of his hand jumped wildly. Time seemed to have turned back. Many years ago, he also taught another person to remember his name.

She also raised her head like this and looked at him as if she felt wronged.

Brother, so hard to remember.

Ye Chu looked at the strokes with concentration. She tried to write his name at the side, but she wrote so crookedly, and they looked like tadpoles crawling. Ye Chu ran out of patience. "I'm not writing anymore. It's too difficult."

She simply sat on the white beach. "I cannot speak Chinese well, but I can understand Chinese. I even know how to read ancient poems, but I don't know how to write. It is too difficult. I can only write a few Chinese words."

Ye Tingyun asked, "Do you know how to write your own name?"

"I know!"

Ye Chu held the branch and wrote her name. The word 'Ye' was written quite well. It seemed like she had practiced for a period of time. As for the word 'Chu', she wrote a word that had the same sound.

"… " Ye Tingyun was dumbstruck.

"Alright." Ye Chu beamed with joy. "My name has fewer strokes. It is easy to remember."

Ye Tingyun wrote 'Ye Chu' beside his name. He chuckled. "It is this 'chu' that is the 'chu' in first time meeting. You have written a word that has the same sound."

"Ah." Ye Chu walked over and stood side by side with him. She looked at her name and was a little surprised. "My name looks very nice."

Ye Tingyun smiled and looked at her. Ye Chu took the branch over and learned to write her name. The word 'chu' had a few strokes, and she was considered to have written it neatly. She could write it well after writing it three or four times.

The beach was filled with crooked names.

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