She grumbled angrily, then continued, "My own big sister has a friend who's a bit older than me—someone with the last name Dong. They grew up together, so that Sister Dong kind of watched me grow up too... Hey, why am I telling you all this? Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it!"
Ji Shiyi suddenly shut his mouth.
Dong Huiying felt that this kid wasn't very endearing, speaking halfway, teasingly leaving one hanging.
Ji Shiyi staggered forward, "Anyway, the name 'Dong' is quite extraordinary. A few years ago, many people took pride in having 'Dong' in their name, but then the trend shifted, and quite a few children changed their names, because it became a taboo."
Ji Shiyi's expression suddenly turned world-weary.
"How many heroes lie forgotten, their deeds and fame ultimately bound to be forsaken by the world one day."
She sneered again.
