Chu Zheng hugged him, his voice neither light nor heavy: "Chu Zheng, remember my name."

Bu Qing nodded and recited it silently several times in his heart.

The pronunciation is easy to remember, but the words feel so complicated and difficult.

Bu Qing looked at the name on the beach and felt that Chu Zheng was well written.

I read what I wrote again... I had a bit of an urge to wipe it off.

Chu Zheng held his hand and wrote his name next to her.

The waves surged up, and a few words disappeared at the same time.

Bu Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at the retreating waves, his heart seemed to be washed away, and he woke up.

He struggled suddenly, bowed to Chu Zheng, and ran away stumbled.

Halfway through the run, he fell. Chu Zheng was about to go over, but the boy had already gotten up and continued running forward.
Chapter completed!