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Chapter 382 I Don't Want to Be Like Others

"Jessica... Zheng, Xiuyan?"

"Ok!"

Hearing the seemingly proud answer from the other end of the phone, the corners of Han Yu's mouth raised involuntarily, and at the same time, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Jessica Jung……

Jessica Jung.

"It's quite similar to Xiujing's name..."

"Oh? OPPA, what did you say?"

"Oh," Han Yu blinked and said with a smile, "I said... I think it's better for me to call you 'Maomao'."

"Ok?"

She blinked her eyes strangely and asked, "Why?"

"Because 'Maomao' is cuter than 'Sooyeon' and looks closer, doesn't it?"

More... cuter and closer?
The light in the beautiful eyes seemed to flicker slightly, and she also showed a thoughtful look on her face, and then she couldn't help asking: "Isn't there still 'Jessica'? OPPA, you can call me 'Jess', that's what my mom always calls me."

"I don't like calling it that much."

Han Yu shook his head decisively.

"Ok?"

She froze for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked strangely, "Why? OPPA, don't you...don't like my name?"

"No, I don't have any prejudice against the name 'Jessica'. Mainly I don't like English names like that."

"Huh? Why is that?"

"Because it's called that, it feels quite far away, doesn't it?"

On the other side of the phone, Han Yu blinked, and explained to the phone seriously: "I always feel that there are too many people who repeat the English name, 'Jessica' or 'Jess', too many people call it "Jessica" or "Jess". Now, and whether it’s someone close to you or someone you just met, they all call it that, and it feels like the relationship seems to be a little distant because of this universality.”

"..."

Listening to the explanation from the other end of the phone, she blinked, and after a while, she pursed her lips and muttered, "OPPA's idea is really strange."

"Oh, maybe my thinking is too traditional? I'm more used to the situation in the East. I don't even like my English name 'Leo' very much."

"Speaking of which, the name 'Soo-yeon' is very common in Korea." She couldn't help but say.

"But, for me, there is only one 'Jung Soo Yeon'."

Suddenly, she couldn't help being taken aback.

My... Jung Soo-yeon?
Wuzi blinked blankly, and after a short while, a strange pink gradually appeared on her fair and flawless cheeks, and even the roots of her ears were stained with a charming blush.

At this time, a certain guy on the other side of the phone suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue just now, and his face suddenly showed a bit of embarrassment, and he quickly explained to the phone: "That, that, Maomao, I mean……"

"I-I know..."

She was the first to interrupt in a low voice, the blush on her face was still there, but her emotions seemed to have calmed down, as if it was just a moment of strangeness just now, and then she asked Han Yu in a soft voice: "So ...OPPA, you finally decide what to call me, Maomao? Or... Xiuyan?"

As she said that, she blinked her beautiful eyes lightly, and her cheeks, which still had some residual blush, looked extraordinarily beautiful under the dazzling sunlight beside her.

"Hmm... Me, I don't care, what about you, Maomao? What do you like me to call you?"

Since even other girls think it's nothing, Han Yu certainly wouldn't say anything more about his slip of the tongue just now. After hearing her question, he blinked his eyes and thought for a while, and then turned around and asked her about it. Opinion.

"It doesn't matter to me either."

On the other end of the phone, she also blinked, and a gentle smile quietly appeared on her lips, "If it's OPPA...it doesn't matter if it's called Xiuyan or Mao Mao."

"If that's the case...then I'll be free."

Hearing her words, I don't know if the mood can really be conveyed through words, the corners of Han Yu's mouth are also inexplicably cocked, and there is a touch of tenderness in his smile, and he said softly: " Maomao is really cute, but... Xiuyan might be more formal? What do you think... Xiuyan?"

"..."

Breathing seemed to be inexplicably disordered for a moment.

Listening to the whispered call from the other side of the phone, Jessica held the phone, her eyes seemed to be a little lost in thought, but soon, the corners of her lips were still pursed, and the upward arc was obviously curled up. , showing a brilliant smile.

"Hmm! OPPA."

"...Oh, um, but we still call Mao Mao in private, right?"

On the other side of the phone, Han Yu was sitting in this deserted corner with his mobile phone. Hearing the response from the mobile phone, he couldn't help but smiled again, his beautiful eyes slightly curved were full of soft light, "After all, we It’s basically two people together, and it doesn’t have to be so formal.”

"Well, anyway... Except for you, OPPA, only a group of people closest to me in the world would call me that, and I also think it's very kind of you, OPPA, to call me that. But... OPPA, you call me 'Maomao', then Why do I call you OPPA? OPPA you don't like 'Leo'? So I always just call you OPPA? Isn't that too common?"

As she spoke, her fair little nose wrinkled subconsciously, and she didn't even notice it.

On the other end of the phone, Han Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard what Jung Soo-yeon seemed to be dissatisfied with, then he blinked his eyes and thought about it, and tentatively said, "Otherwise... Maomao, you call me Yunyu OPPA just like one of my younger sisters." Or Yu OPPA? Well, that sounds a bit strange...or Maomao, you can just call me 'Yu', anyway, it doesn't have to be polite, it's more intimate to call me by my first name."

Han Yu put forward several proposals in a row, but after hearing what Han Yu said, a certain girl noticed something else.

"Yunyu... Yu..."

After murmuring lightly, Jung Soo-yeon couldn't help asking curiously: "OPPA...is your name Yunyu?"

"...Well, that's it."

Nodding in a daze, Han Yu blinked and said in surprise, "Maomao, don't you know my official name?"

"...Well, because I didn't have much contact with you before, so...so..."

The hesitant voice on the other side immediately made Han Yu understand, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curled up, and there was a slight smile on his face, but then, he didn't hold on to this point, and just made a big and generous Simple self-introduction: "My official name is Han Yu, but I used to have another name called Yun Yu, so you can be more casual, just tell me what I just said."

"Han Yu..."

Jung Soo-yeon nodded thoughtfully when she heard the words, and immediately wrinkled her little nose inexplicably, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't want to be like others..."

"Huh? Maomao, what did you say?"

"Ah, no, nothing..."

Shaking her head hastily, her cheeks seemed to be unable to control the fever today, but suddenly, she blinked suddenly, as if thinking of something, she muttered to herself: "LeoJung... Zheng...Zheng, Zhengyu? Oh! OPPA, how about I call you Zhengyu? Huh?"
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