"My surname is Su, and my name is Su Wan. Is my king satisfied? Can I sleep now?"
I parted the man's long hair, reached behind him, and pulled down his zipper.
The man's clothes fell open, revealing well-defined muscles. "Not enough. You haven't given me a name yet."
"I'm terrible at naming. Isn't using your old name good enough?" I felt annoyed and responded evasively.
The man lay on his side next to me, his slender hand supporting his head. "There are many words in snake language that are hard to translate. If you don't give me a name, I have none."
"Call you Wuyue, in memory of Moonless City." Afraid he'd persist endlessly, I casually made one up.
The man smiled contentedly and pulled me to lie by his side. "Though it's not grand enough, since you named me, I'll reluctantly use it."
This guy was pretending not to sleep from start to finish, chatting with me about this and that.
Now, beside me, he's breathing evenly, asleep in seconds.
