Yan Xi squinted his eyes, and after getting used to the light for a few seconds, he saw clearly the blood ball that he hadn't seen for several years. He knew that Xuetuanzi grew faster than ordinary children, but he didn't expect that the last time they met was a □□-year-old child, and the next time he was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

When he grew up, the face of the blood ball was seven points similar to him, his face was exquisite, and the corners of his eyes were slightly crimson, which was a little more bewitching and charming that he did not have. The hair that was cut short last time was re-grown, the black silky hair was swaying on the ground, and he was wearing a wide white shirt, with loose hair, a bit like the role of a female ghost in a horror movie.

He was now leaning against the edge of the bed, sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, and raised his eyes to look at him. The confused eyes looked at him quietly, and called softly: "Dad......"

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what came to mind. His face turned pale, and he called out and fell silent, the aftermath dissipating into the air.

Yan Xi stood at the door of the blood ball, and the lights outside hit his figure to the ground for a long time. He looked at his shadow and was about to touch the blood ball on the opposite side, and said quietly: "You can leave." ”

The bed of the blood ball was scattered with the books that Yan Xi had prepared for him before, which contained social understanding, legal knowledge, daily common sense, and customs. And presumably the blood group already understood what was going to happen when he saw these books.

At this time, he didn't look surprised, and even a little calm, so calm that Yan Xi felt a little unnatural.

The atmosphere of silence between the two was a little solidified, Yan Xi looked at his long hair, and insisted on saying, "Come on, I'll help you cut off your hair." ”

Even though he was forced to leave, he still listened to Yan Xi's words very much, and as soon as Yan Xi's words came out, he knew that this was a precursor to letting him leave, so he still stood up obediently, and followed him step by step like a child who followed Yan Xi when he was a child.

The room above was also very dim, Yan Xi didn't turn on the lights when he came back, and the twilight of the night made the room look gloomy. Blood Tuanzi didn't wear shoes, he stepped on the floor with his □□ feet, and the cold feeling penetrated from the soles of his feet all the way to his heart.

Yan Xi turned on the light with a snap, and he looked back at the blood ball that was very well-behaved and followed him, his long hair reaching his ankles, his white shirt still hanging a little big on his body, and his lower body was wearing pants that he threw at some point. He stood there as if he were an ignorant and fearless child, following him with full trust, even though he knew what pain it would bring to reach out his hand, but he still insisted on stretching out his palm and smiling.

Yan Xiduo began to stare at him quietly. He found the scissors in the drawer and sat him in front of the mirror.

Then, the blood ball sat obediently in front of the mirror.

Yan Xi followed and stood behind Xuetuanzi, thinking that he would see two very similar faces, but he found that he and Xuetuanzi were completely different.

Subsequently, Yan Xi was in a trance, and now his face is Zhang Yi's face.

Speaking of which, how did the blood ball find him at that time? Yan Xi thought, while picking up the long hair of the blood ball, clicking, strands of long black hair fell, Yan Xi blinked his eyes, and cut the long hair of the blood ball into a neat short hair very quickly, but it was not as good as the craftsmanship of the barbershop, although it was not as good as the pot head, in fact, it was not so good that it was there, it was a bit like the middle of the sister's head, and the bottom was not neat.

It's just that the blood ball has an extremely soft look in his eyes, touching the untidy hair ends underneath.

Yan Xi frowned and looked at the hairstyle in the mirror, and had to admit that it was a little ugly. Yan Xi picked up the scissors again, and hinged the untidy part of the tail, that is, Yan Xi's hand was steady, and he had completely controlled the external storage zài, so that he could cut the brush.

Blood Tuanzi looked behind the mirror and looked at him with serious eyes...... The father with the hair, his eyes were soft and smiled, accompanied by the sound of clicking, the strands of hair fell, and he said softly: "Dad, you give me a name." ”

The sound of scissors stopped at a beating. The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Xuetuanzi looked at the mirror in front of him, looked at Yan Xi's expression behind him, and said softly in the silent atmosphere: "Dad, give me a name." ”

"Then I'll leave."

After all, Xuetuanzi's words made Yan Xi take a step back, and he lowered his eyes, looking like he was thinking. And Yan Xi's demeanor made Xuetuanzi very happy, and he was very happy when he thought that his father's mind was thinking about him now. Even if I knew that this was a concession made by my father to let him leave, the sadness in my heart...... The sorrow in my heart can't be stopped......

Blood Tuanzi smiled hard. Well, he's happy!

"Ah Xun." Yan Xi didn't think about it for a long time, he gently put down the scissors and gave them to the blood ball... No, it should be said that he gave Ah Xun a name.

"Ah Xun." Ah Xun gently repeated the name Yan Xi gave him, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy.

Dad still didn't give him his last name after all.

Ah Xun blinked, and Yan Xi, who was looking at the mirror, showed a smile: "Well, I like this name very much." ”

The name is a very important thing, a special sign of a person's existence. And he wants to have a name because he wants to have someone who can remember it.

It would be nice if one day, Dad could see this word and think of him.

Yan Xi cut Ah Xun's hair, loaded him with some money, and changed into a well-fitting clothes. Seventeen-year-old Ah Xun has a delicate face, with a cold and calm that he learned from Yan Xi, wearing an ordinary casual outfit, except for the excessive beauty, he is completely like an ordinary person.

Yan Xi looked at him and asked, "Do you need me to send you there?" ”

Ah Xun shook his head, and when he left, he was silent again, his expression was a little gloomy, and he replied half-loudly: "I'll leave by myself." ”

Yan Xi looked at him like this, and he was a little uneasy. He hesitantly reached out and touched his head, rubbing it soothingly, as he had taught him how to transform back from a snake's tail in the first place.

Ah Xun couldn't help but step forward and hugged him when Yan Xi stretched out, as if he wanted to inlay him in his arms.

Yan Xi hesitated for a moment, didn't push him away, just gently instructed him in his ear.

"Don't mention me to anyone."

Ah Xun's eyes softened, an uneasy father, a father who was full of uneasiness about the world.

"I'll protect my dad well."

Always, all the time!