"Don't you know?" Han Qingluo was puzzled.

The boy shook his head.

"It is said that you are the child of blood and humans, so you are called a hybrid." Han Qingluo is now learning and selling.

Hearing this, the young man seemed to fall into a painful memory, and his hands clung to his buried head, and the gray eyes under the tightly knit brow shook uneasily......

It was a dark day with dark clouds low.

"Monster, get out!"

"Kill him! Shoot him! ”

"I'm going to tell Daddy to get rid of him!"

"Get out!"

……

The boy couldn't remember how long he had been beaten, and his small body curled up in the stinky ditch, looking helplessly at his appearance reflected on the water. The chick that was desperately biting in its mouth had long since lost its ability to flutter, drooping its head, and blood infected its feathers.

The mischievous children vented their anger and then left triumphantly.

The boy pulled his hands out of the dirty water, gripped the chick in his mouth tightly, and began to suck it violently...... It wasn't until he found that he could no longer suck a drop of blood that he spit out the dead chicken in his mouth. The blood-stained chicken feathers stuck to his mouth, and he gently wiped them off with his fingertips and put them back on the dead chicken.

Suddenly, a drop of coldness hit the back of his hand, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky...... Even the gray light pierced his eyes, and more and more coldness hit his face, shoulders, and legs...... Until even the stinky ditch splashed with ripples.

It turned out to be raining.

He thought.

The rain drenched every inch of his skin, dragging his scarred body out of the ditch and back onto the muddy avenue, aimlessly but as if he had a clear purpose.

He didn't know what his name was, and he didn't know what he was. He is a bloodthirsty monster in the mouths of his peers and adults alike, and he chooses to flee every place that despises him for a year...... Two years...... Decade......

Until one day, he meets a group of bloodthirsty eccentrics like him.

In the dark corner, he watched them eat a man who had scolded him a day earlier, and he seemed to have found a home.

……

"Help me find my relatives."

"Get out of the way! Where did the homeless come from. Bloodsborn kicked him away in disgust.

"Why are you holding on to me, kid?"

"Help me find my relatives." Still repeating this sentence mechanically.

"Is he a fool?"

"I don't know."

"No matter, take him back to make up the numbers!"

……

In the midst of the scolding and scolding of the men of the Blood Clan, he was brought back to the Night Castle.

——

Han Qingluo hid far away, seeing that his face was no longer hideous, and asked aloud, "Are you okay?" ”。

The gray-eyed boy began to look at her directly: "Help me find my relatives." ”

"Find, I'll help you find it, but you have to learn kung fu from me before you can find your relatives!" Han Qingluo began to fool him. Seeing that he didn't react, he continued, "That man with purple and gold eyes, he said that as long as you learn the grappling technique with me, he will help you find your relatives!" ”

The gray-eyed young man seemed to think of the blood man, and with gray eyes, he nodded at Han Qingluo for a while.

"Then from tonight onwards, I will be your master! Since I don't know my name, then I'll call you ......" Han Qingluo looked at the young man, thinking that his gray eyes were quite unique, so he had an idea in his heart, and continued, "Then I'll call you gray eyes!" ”

The boy buried his head, as if thinking about his new name.

"Is that okay, Greyeye?"

Gray-eyed nodded.

"My name is Han Qingluo, you can also call me master, tonight will be our master-apprentice meeting, my master has nothing to give, so I will give you ......" Han Qingluo thought about it, touched this and that, and finally stopped on his modified leather jacket, took it off, handed it to Gray Eye, and said: "This jacket should be regarded as a meeting gift from me, the master!" ”

Gray-eyed staring at the jacket and never stretching out his hand, Han Qingluo handed it forward again: "I've sent it to you, take it!" ”

Gray-eyed or indifferent, as if he did not understand what it meant. Han Qingluo sighed, walked directly behind him, and draped the leather jacket over his thin body: "It's for you, it's yours!" ”

Gray Eye raised his head to meet her loving gaze, as if he had seen this gaze somewhere, and unconsciously began to stare at it again, Han Qingluo was panicked by his zombie-like empty eyes, and hurriedly avoided his gaze.

The eyes disappeared in front of him, the small waves in the gray eyes subsided again, and the melancholy appearance resurfaced.

"Gray Eyes!" Han Qingluo shouted.

Gray Eye subconsciously raised his head and seemed to approve of the new name, quickly reacting.

"Starting tomorrow, we are going to learn grappling, you must study hard, come on!" Saying that, Han Qingluo unconsciously stretched out his thumb to encourage him, but the next second he realized that he, an autistic teenager, didn't seem to understand, so he took it back awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Gray Eye followed her example and did the same. Although he looked like a fool without speaking, it made Han Qingluo feel a little surprised, it seems that this kid is still quite smart, but he can't speak.

"Then you will obediently wait here for the master tomorrow, and this cabin will be your home in the future!"

Gray-eyed looked around the cabin - "home", a word he often heard, but he didn't know what it meant, could it be this house made of wood?

The space in this small cabin is very small, if Han Qingluo moves in, Gray Eye will have no place to live, so she still plans to go back to her room, thinking that this Jue should not be without considering Gray Eye's accommodation problem, and can't help but slander this "vampire" in her heart, sucking people's blood and exploiting people.

There was nothing in this simple wooden house, and Han Qingluo beckoned to the gray eyes: "Come with the master to get things, have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow we will officially start studying hard!" ”

After getting along for a while, the gray eyes were still wooden, and he refused to say a word, almost nodding and shaking his head to complete the communication with Han Qingluo.

"Take these bedding, it's cold at night. And here's the leftover meat I made at night, so if you don't like it, eat it! ”

"Also, this small stove, if you feel cold, you can make a fire and roast."

"Oh, this dress has changed to a bigger one, you can wear it too."

……

Han Qingluo's motherly love exploded, and when he looked at the poor gray eyes, he couldn't help but want to care more about him. Gray-Eyes stood in the doorway with a pile of things, like a ruthless shelf.

came in a hurry, and returned in a hurry, and arranged the cabin for Gray Eye with his own hands, Han Qingluo nodded with satisfaction and went back with confidence.

The originally deserted cabin became smelly under Han Qingluo's arrangement, and the gray eyes slowly looked around his new home, touching every corner with his fingers like a treasure.

The faint scent of flowers on the bed inexplicably made the corners of his mouth twitch unconsciously, he didn't know how to express the feeling of lightness and pleasure in his heart, and finally pulled out a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

The night was already deep.

And the wandering lonely shadow has also found a home......

——

Early the next morning.

The master who had accepted a special apprentice rushed to the training ground with brisk steps with excitement.

Push open the door to the cabin.

Spread on the soft small bed but there was no trace of gray eyes, Han Qingluo carefully searched around and found him sleeping in a cold corner.

What the hell is going through this child?

Han Qingluo sighed distressedly, tiptoed to take the quilt and cover him, but was grabbed by the gray-eyed hand, the gray eyes were all sharp, and after seeing the visitor, they returned to a dull dimness.

Retract your hands and bow your head like a child who has done something wrong.

The hand holding the horn of the quilt was stagnant in mid-air, and the gray waking up made her feel at a loss, and it was not to let it go. In the end, he simply hugged it in his arms: "When you wake up, get up and practice!" ”

Grayeye nodded and stood up.

"Don't sleep on the ground in the future, it's almost winter, and you won't be able to stand it." Han Qingluo glanced at him and said helplessly. If you have a bed but don't sleep on the ground, it's strange to be distressed.

With kind eyes, he watched Gray Eyes finish his breakfast of love. Han Qingluo couldn't close her mouth happily, finally having someone to share her food.

"Is it delicious?"

Gray-eyed Murphy blinked, nodded and whispered a soft "um".

Han Qingluo put his hand on his chest with relief: the poor child was finally willing to open his mouth once. This gave her a sense of accomplishment, and she decided to influence the child, change him, and make him feel love and warmth.

It's foggy.

The empty training ground was shrouded in a thin mist, and there was a dim bright spot in the fog, which was a kerosene lamp lit by Han Qingluo.

When teaching the basic skills of gray eye, Han Qingluo found a surprise point in him - this guy is very fast no matter what he learns. After basically finishing a set, Gray Eye can quickly remember it, and under the guidance of two or three times, he will be able to master the basic form.

"Gray Eye, you are really a treasure that you picked up for your teacher!" Han Qingluo's eyes couldn't help but light up and exclaimed.

Gray Eye saw the joy between her eyebrows, realized that the master was praising herself, and pursed her lips to reveal a rare light smile.

"Come, go on!"

……

Receiving a hand knife from Gray Eye, Han Qingluo was secretly shocked in his heart, this guy is really like an artificial intelligence that can react quickly by entering instructions, and he can quickly understand her explanation and display of moves.

If he were given a book, wouldn't he be able to learn from himself?

After a little discussion, Han Qingluo basically concluded that Gray Eye could be proficient in grappling within two or three days, and if supplemented by knowledge of human joints and veins, he could draw inferences from one another.

"Gray Eyes, look!"

Hearing this, Gray Eyes stopped his movements and looked at Han Qingluo's gaze.

At some point, the rising morning sun dispelled the cool mist, and a warm red light broke through the mist and poured on the two of them, illuminating everything around them. The clouds in the sky were plated with a golden circle of light, like a holy light descending.

The gray eyes and gray eyes reflected the brilliance like a holy miracle, and it also became clear and transparent.

"Beautiful!" Han Qingluo leaned over and looked up at this rare beauty with him.

The damp heart in my heart seems to be wrapped in this warmth, and the loneliness and fear of the moment of gray eyes have passed away with this warmth......