The long black hair was blowing in the evening breeze, and the expression of the "girl" was subtly complicated.
"It might be better if I could change my name."
"...Change the name?" Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, very confused. In the final analysis, a name is just a mark. According to relevant regulations, it can be changed by following the procedures. Changing the name is not a big deal. Big things cannot be called wishes at all.
However, the name... is something that is inherited from the elders and cannot be changed casually. Speaking of which, most people would not want to change their name. Since Shen Mo wants to change his name, there must be a reason.
Jiang Yan asked: "Did your parents give you your name?" Shen Mo hummed softly: "Yes, Xiao Xuan and I are both." Shen Mo, Shen Xuan... Jiang Yan scratched his head, wondering about this Two names have been roughly guessed.
After all, Chinese names, and two words that are not so commonly used, must have a meaning. But after all, the meaning of other people's parents cannot be discussed or guessed at will. Jiang Yan was just about to throw out his ideas. Then he quickly changed his words: "What's wrong with these two names? I think they sound pretty good. Why do you want to change them?"
"This is not a question of whether it sounds good or bad." Shen Mo's mood was relatively stable. He didn't know if he was indeed a little tired. He was not as irritable as before. He explained softly: "Mo and Xuan, what are you thinking of?"
"Ink and rice paper, what's wrong?"
"Two extremes, aren't they?"
Jiang Hao touched his chin. This was something he had not considered just now: "...in some aspects, the color and texture may be different."
"...So this is me and Xiao Xuan."
Shen Mo seemed to still have something to say, but finally stopped talking. He bit his red lips lightly, and finally sighed silently, with a hint of helplessness on his brows, and returned to his usual cold expression.
Jiang Yan curled his lips, "That's why I say this person is really awkward." He was complaining in his heart, but it wasn't like he couldn't guess something about Shen Mo's thoughts.
Why Shen Mo hesitated to speak, probably because it was not suitable to say this from her position: "So this is me and Xiao Xuan", ink and rice paper, two extremes, color and material...
If Xiao Xuan symbolizes rice paper, which is flawless and flawless, then if we interpret Shen Mo's name in this way, the ink may symbolize chaos and the flow of liquid matter, that is, compromise.
If that's what he understands, it's no wonder that Shen Mo can't say it out loud: As an older man, he will definitely not be jealous of his sister, but a little envy and dissatisfaction are inevitable. As a brother in his previous life, Jiang Yan can understand it very well. As a head of household under great pressure, Shen Mo's pressure would affect her to suffer from this idea, and thus she would have the idea of changing her name. It is not unexplainable. But...
Huh, Jiang Hao couldn't help but be speechless. What kind of ridiculous explanation is this? Which parent would name their child with this meaning?
"Shabi." Jiang Yan couldn't help but blurt out.
Shen Mo glared: "What did you say?"
"I said, I'll beat your lungs out and throw you into the street." Jiang Yan shrugged and deliberately re-translated his words in a Longmen accent. He then added: "I didn't mean your parents, I meant you."
"...What do you mean, you want to fight?"
Before Shen Mo could make a move, Jiang Shao stretched out one hand and hit Shen Mo on the back of the head hard with two fingers. "I'm going to push you!" Shen Mo felt pain, and just as he raised his right hand, Jiang Shao shouted: "Fuck you!" Ding - let me ask you, what do your parents do?"
Shen Mo was stunned. This question came quite suddenly, and he forgot about the idea of counterattack for a moment: "...My family runs a pawn shop, what's wrong?"
"Oh, no wonder - uncle and aunt like painting or writing poetry?"
"There are some of them, but this and..."
"What's the age difference between you and Xiao Xuan?"
"...Six years old, why are you asking this..."
"Last question, have you ever asked your parents what this name means?"
"...No." Shen Mo's hand had already been put down, and she frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Oh, sure enough." Jiang Yan sighed and said, "Otherwise, you are a stupid roe deer. Listen to me - when your parents named you, did you think that there would be another child six years later?
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Shen Mo was choked by this question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment and was speechless. Jiang Shao continued: "So, don't just use your thoughts to try to figure out what your parents mean!"
"...I have always been curious before, why did you choose to name me with an uncommon word?" Jiang Yan said to himself and recalled: "Later, my parents explained to me that walking alone means that they hope that I will be independent and self-reliant. But I have always been
I thought it was the name that affected my eccentric personality - but that was just a reason I gave myself for being autistic, and it had nothing to do with the name."
"As for my sister's name, although I have considered pairing it with my name, it is not entirely based on me - every name has its own meaning."
"That's why I think the names of you two sisters are very good. Each has its own explanation and matching. Although I don't know if it is right or not, but listen to me! How can any parent make the sister bear everything when naming? Ink and rice paper, there is no way.
Not the opposite—"
"A painting, a couplet, and a poem are all made up of the combination of ink and xuan!"
"As for your name, if you consider it alone, you will still call it Mo in the future, because the ink has a long-lasting color and fragrance, and - ink can be drawn into any shape."
"They wish you to be whatever you want to be, Shen Mo." Jiang Yan stared into Shen Mo's eyes and said, "So I think this is a good name and there is no need to change it."
"Although this is not necessarily the correct explanation, I think..."
"Hmm." Shen Mo retracted his gaze, lowered his head and moved his hair to his ears.
"I think this may be the correct explanation."
The girl, who was still a young girl, faced the boy and showed her first real smile, a smile that made the spring snow melt and opened her heart.
The last rays of rays of light escaped undetectably from her face, and the shining star rose from the other side of the river with a scream, blooming where the sunset rays had passed away——
The light of the fireworks illuminated her cheeks, and her eyes were half as bright as the fireworks.
"ah!"
This time it was Jiang Yan's turn to be anxious, "Wait a minute, have you seen the first firework? Come on -"
"I didn't see it, but it doesn't matter." Shen Mo's smile was still on his face, and his expression was very relieved: "My wish every year is for the health of my family. It's not a big deal if I don't do it for a year."
"...Look, we both heard it, and I saw half of it on your face. You can just pretend that you saw half of it with me - in total, it's like hearing two fireworks and seeing one!" The two of them took a bath.
Under the brilliant fireworks, the boy proposed to the girl:
"Then maybe there's nothing wrong with making a wish! Make a different one this year."
"What, this is..." The girl's tone was helpless, her eyes full of joy.