Give Me Back My Name

"Song Qingchen, you asked me the first time we met what I would do if someone had taken what was mine," An Xiaxia said with a smile. "You said you would make sure to take it back. But I'm not like you. I'd rather destroy what should be mine than give it to you!"

Song Qingchen had never seen An Xiaxia this imposing, when the latter had been diffident in the beginning. Frightened by those words, her legs almost gave out.

"What notebook? An Xiaxia, have you lost your mind completely? And what's with giving it back to you? Are you saying that you're Songsong and I'm not?" Song Qingchen struggled to keep her voice steady.