Su Huan asked.
Hu Shuo said seriously, "There really is. If she hadn't told me your original name was Su Li, I would still be unsure."
"Who?"
"Yu Jing."
Thinking of that woman who always looked at him with an inquisitive gaze, Su Huan was momentarily dazed, "How does she know?"
Could it be rebirth as well?
Hu Shuo's expression was peculiar, "Because she saw your ID."
Su Huan: "..."
He remembered that he seemed to have boarded the vehicle with his ID card, but later he had no idea where it went. After all, it was the apocalypse, and he was killing every day without a moment's rest. Who had time to worry about a lost card?
Su Huan rubbed his brow speechlessly and suddenly asked, "By the way, senior, what was your original name again?"
Hu Shuo, with some nostalgia, said, "Ji Ran, 'Ji' as in season, and 'Ran' as in natural. It's been so long since anyone called me by that name, it's a bit unfamiliar."
"Then why Hu Shuo?"
