Dr. Long took her hand away from the virtual keyboard and waved it to save the file before standing up.
Since Feng Qingmo had entered, she had not really looked at his eyes until now. As she gazed into his bright eyes, a flicker of something strange passed through her heart.
"It looks like your eyesight has recovered." She nodded. Tall and standing a little over 1.7 meters, even in flat shoes, she said, "Come on, let's go to the experimental area."
Seeing her turn to leave, Feng Qingmo hurriedly cleared his throat. "Dr. Long, aren't you forgetting something?"
"..." Dr. Long stopped and turned to look at him.
"Last time I left through that door, you said that if we ever had the chance to meet again..."
"Is a name important?" Dr. Long asked softly.
"To me, it's very important!" Feng Qingmo looked at her and replied earnestly.
"All right." Dr. Long turned around and faced Feng Qingmo. "My name is Long Jingxuan. Jing is the Jing in 'graceful and delicate,' and Xuan is the Xuan in 'daylily.'"
"'Her slender waist, so graceful and delicate; her embroidered gown, bright with varied patterns... Like the daylily, may it make me forget my sorrow.'" For some reason, a line of classical Chinese suddenly came to Feng Qingmo's mind, and he blurted out, "What a lovely name!"
Long Jingxuan gave him a faintly amused look, then turned away. "You never went to college, yet you know quite a lot... Come with me!"
Feng Qingmo smiled and followed her. "I couldn't see before, so I relied entirely on my Spiritual Force to make out the world. That inevitably gave me a biased impression. Now that I've seen your face, Jingxuan, I was moved to say something..."
Long Jingxuan paused slightly before continuing on,