304 The Artist on the Walk Back

When Yujia pulled away from the hug, going to grab the jar of wine she had set down earlier, Zixu asked a fairly important question.

"What should I call you from now on?"

Yujia, who just picked up the jar, paused for a brief second. As she walked back to him, she pursed her lips, thinking. "You've called me many things in the past," she noted.

"Now that you mention it, I definitely have," Zixu agreed.

The two began to cross the bridge, back in the direction of their homes.

"Remember when we first met? I was pretending to be your younger brother, so that was certainly interesting."

"Ziyang still doesn't know that someone impersonated him in the past," Zixu mused, raising a brow. " I should tell him sometime."

"If you do, tell him when I'm not around." Yujia covered half of her face with her palm. "I'm still embarrassed by that."