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"Was that Hao with the three-dot water radical?"

Facing the man's introduction, Luo Qiu thought for a moment before suddenly asking.

Song Haoran was startled, but then remembered that, in his native language, there were indeed many characters pronounced like the second character of his name. Such confusion was perfectly normal.

It had been many years since he had encountered a question like this, so he naturally felt a little surprised.

He smiled faintly. "It's Hao, with 'sun' above 'heaven.'"

Luo Qiu said, "That... suddenly reminds me of a joke."

Song Haoran blinked in confusion.

He had very long eyelashes, somewhat thin lips, and fairer skin than most East Asians, though it was not pale. His overall appearance gave off a delicate, feminine air.

Feminine but not sinister, he was like a Noble Young Master carved from jade, strikingly handsome.

"Are you traveling here too?" Luo Qiu shifted his gaze back to the potted Brazilian Iris beside him, reaching out to touch the butterfly-like deep-blue flowers on its emerald leaves.

Song Haoran shook his head.

Luo Qiu guessed, "Then do you work here?"

Song Haoran replied casually, "Mm, you could say that. My company has some business here, so they sent me to handle it... You're still a student, right?"

He seemed to like taking the initiative. After answering, he immediately asked another question, and his tone sounded almost certain.

Strictly speaking, if he had not withdrawn from school, he would currently be in the first semester of his third year at university. Besides, Luo Qiu had told people that he would continue his studies at an overseas school after the New Year, so there was nothing inappropriate about his student identity.

He stopped looking at the plant, also known as Jade Butterfly, and instead looked at the handsome man