(When Yi was 10 years old)

"Smack-"

A heavy slap in the face.

The silver-haired little boy's head was slapped directly to one side, and finally stumbled a few steps, still kneeling on the ground.

"We werewolves, never want waste!"

Sitting in front of the throne, the towering leader was the bearded werewolf clan elder.

"Banish, let him roll as far as possible. ”

His command brought the little boy to the bottom.

I still remember the first time I saw the leader, he still knelt down in front of the throne and begged him to give him a title.

When the elder heard his beloved daughter, he let out a disdainful "Huh?" when he saw him.

"Your name is Yi, we werewolves are weak, and we don't deserve a name. ”

If you are weak, you will be exiled?

Yi's silver hair fell to the ground, and his knees were bloody from being dragged on the ground.

Where can he go?

Without parents, without friends, without people, where can he go?

Could it be that in this world, only the strong can be left?

Don't the weak deserve it?

None deserve it...

Yi shrunk his thin clothes, he didn't expect it to be so cold when he came out of the clan.

It's probably winter.

Or maybe it's been winter for a long time.

It's because his heart is colder than this harsh winter, so he doesn't feel like he will freeze to death.

I can live.

Can't die.

One more glance at the fratricidal werewolves, only the strongest leader was unfazed and chatted with his beloved daughter.

And the other werewolves, in order to compete for strength.

He was a little glad that he was a weakling.

didn't even have a chance to compete, and was swept away.

.......

After walking for some time, he was exhausted.

He couldn't take a step, and his breath was hazy.

Hungry and dizzy, and weak.

He looked at the cliff ahead, God was going to take his life!

Although Yi is ten years old, he understands that this is God's arrangement.

When he walks over, he will...

"Hey!"—

A girl's voice came from behind him, and suddenly someone called out to him, and Yi slowly turned his head.

Unlikely, he's been transparent, no one notices.

Even a human can easily pinch him.

"It's you who shouts. The girl smiled.

Her waist-length long black hair made him unable to divert his gaze, and she was the warmest existence in this valley where there was no human figure.

Black eyes blinked, as if there was light, bathing him.

It's strange, it's so high and so cold here...

As if in a daze, he staggered to her side.

It seems to be the same age as him.

The girl was dressed very warmly, wearing gloves and a hat, a cotton coat, and snow cotton.

This is the right way to open the cold winter.

A touch of warmth suddenly hit, and Yi looked at the scarf around her neck in surprise.

"Thanks...", he looked down at the light-striped scarf, "how do you know I'm cold..."

The girl smiled, her lips a little white in such a cold day.

But it didn't affect her good looks.

Her eyes will squint when she smiles, and she has beautiful dimples.

"Well, why are you here?" she asked, "and why do you keep looking at me..."

Yi was still looking at her.

"Can I answer the second question?" he licked his chapped lips.

Seeing that she nodded, Yi whispered, "I think you're because... You're really good-looking. ”

The girl tilted her head, the tip of her nose was cold, but her face was a little hot.

This boy I just met, why did she say that, I didn't know she would be shy...

"I'm sorry, I—" Yi tugged at the corners of her mouth, "that's all I can think of..."

"Don't stand here, you'll die if you fall over there. ”

The girl pointed to the cliff behind her, took his hand, and led him down the hill.

"You—" Yi didn't know what he wanted to ask.

Because no one tried to talk to him, everyone ignored his existence.

"Oh, I'm here to oversee by order of the chief. ”

"Chief," Yi pondered, humans shouldn't have that title...

That could only be...

"I'm a N-level vampire of the Blood Clan, and my name is Zhuo Jue. ”

The girl smiled and introduced herself, obviously not looking like a ten-year-old.

She was uninhibited, unflinching, friendly to him, and unguarded against anything.

Yi finally understood why, also around ten years old, he was good for nothing, and she could supervise the people.

"Overseeing what?" he asked.

"The leader is afraid that our N-class will hurt humans," the girl took off her hat from her head.

"Some vampires just like to sneak up on humans in such remote places, ah, it's really hard to manage. ”

She put her hat on his head.

"You have to be careful. ”

Yi shook his head, he wasn't human, "Actually, I'm... Werewolf. ”

Just as she was surprised, Yi added, "I was just exiled, so I shouldn't be counted anymore, and I don't know what I am..."

"It's not about your identity, it's important that you live in this world, don't you?"

Zhuo Jue said to him without thinking, and did not forget to smile at him.

"You see, although it's cold now, the summer flowers will bloom here!"

"Overwhelming flowers?"

"Uh-huh!!"

Seeing that he didn't believe it like that, Zhuo Jue patted him on the shoulder.

"I love flowers, do you like them?"

YiActually, I haven't seen flowers yet.

In the past ten years that accompanied him, there was nothing else but the whipping of the clansmen.

"Hmm!" he nodded.

"I also like... Flowers!"

Zhuo Jue smiled, and under the delicate eyebrows, those eyes were shining.

"By the way, what's your name?" she asked.

"Yi—" he replied, picking up a branch and piecing together a letter Y.

"What is this? It's a code name!"

She exclaimed, how can this be a name.

Seeing that he lowered his head and stopped talking, remembering that he had just been exiled, Zhuo Jue pondered for a moment.

Picking up a branch, she drew a word on the sand.

"Yi. She called.

"I look at your eyes, green, they make me feel radiant. ”

"So I called you Yi?" she asked tentatively.

Yi nodded heavily, almost throwing his hat out due to the force.

She immediately pressed it and smiled.

"You can help me choose a name," Yi looked at her, "the three-word kind." ”

Watch as the hot breath from his mouth slowly melts away in the cold of the sky.

Zhuo Jue smiled, and then drew a new handwriting in the sand...

"Yi..."

"Yi Ruohan," she muttered.

"How about shouting you if you're cold!" she laughed.

"What does that mean if it's so cold at the moment?" he pursed.

"I met you today, and we're freezing here..."

"When I hear the cold, I still think of today, even though it's so cold here..."

But so what?

Yi nodded, if the name could make her think of anything, it would be the best.

"But if you give me a name, you can only call it. ”

"Huh?"

"You can only call me cold. ”

Zhuo Jue couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Ruohan, I promise you. ”