Feng Ling chose to ignore Ye Zheng's sensitive pride. Indifferently, she said, "There are orange, strawberry, and peach flavors. Switch flavors every day."
Ye Zheng remained silent.
Feng Ling seemed to have given her a choice, but she was actually telling her that she had no choice.
Ye Zheng silently removed her mask, twisted open the jelly, and put it into her mouth to suck on it.
Her hunger was immediately eased, and she regained a little strength.
"Baozi will be here soon. Before he comes, let's settle what to call you," Feng Ling said. "I can't call you Ye Zheng in front of him. We need to come up with a name."
"A name..." Ye Zheng's thoughts were muddled. "I should come up with a name..."
Feng Ling said, "The little Xenomorph beside me is called Huangfu Miaomiao. As for you, how about Situ Zhengzheng?"
Feng Ling felt that she had a real talent for naming people. "I can call you Zhengzheng—the zheng from unyielding and resolute. You won't use the original zheng anymore. Same pronunciation, different character."
Same pronunciation, different character... That's fine. Like me—my soul hasn't changed, but I no longer have my original identity...
Feng Ling had not thought that far ahead. She simply thought that putting together an idiom made her sound cultured.
"If you don't object, I'll call you Zhengzheng from now on. You can call me Feng Ling," Feng Ling said with a curl of her lips. "If there's no problem, I'll go get Baozi now."
Ye Zheng put the Skull Mask back on and replied softly, "As you wish..."
Feng Ling went off happily.
Before long, not only did Baozi arrive, but Huangfu Miaomiao and Li Qing came as well.
Everyone was present.
Huangfu Miaomiao and Li Qing looked even more solemn