Li Buyan stood up angrily, "I don't want to talk to you!"
"I think 'Nameless' doesn't sound good. Let's call it 'Buyan'! It sounds better." Li Xingle stared at her angry little face. "Li Buyan's 'Buyan', how about that?"
"It's okay, I guess. Using my name as the title of the piece, isn't that... too narcissistic?" Li Buyan hesitated.
"I don't object to you naming this piece 'Xingle' or 'Li Xingle', it's all fine..." Li Xingle pressed her shoulders and made her sit down, "It sounds great. Play it again."
"Why should I listen to you?"
"Just because I can drive, and next time you get into a situation like today, you'll need me to come and save you again!"
"Who needs you to save me? I don't need you to save me at all!" Li Buyan glared at him with wide eyes.
"Then let's call it 'Buyan'! It sounds nice." Li Xingle suddenly sat in her seat, resting his head on her body.
