Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

Upon hearing his words, Na'er immediately raised her head, her tears instantly stopping. Her purple-blue eyes shone with indescribable joy. She tossed her silver hair, stretched out her two slender white arms, and gently wrapped them around his neck. She leaned against him, straddling his waist, rubbing her face against his neck, and occasionally breathing into his ear.

Huo Yuhao felt ticklish all over from her teasing. His hands, which had been hugging his knees, now hugged Na'er and his knees, and the two were very close. Na'er kept rubbing against him, breathing warm air on him, her cheeks as red as ripe apples. He looked at Na'er's silver hair thoughtfully, slowly raised his hand, gently smoothed the hair at the back of her head, and asked softly, "Na'er, your hair color is so beautiful, and so are your eyes. How did you get to this place?"

Na'er felt her hair being stroked in his arms, and smiled broadly. She whispered, "I don't know. I only know that I was stranded on the street, and I was too scared to speak. There were so many people there, so I found a quiet place to hide. Then I met a green-haired uncle, and he forcibly took me away. I don't know why, but I felt like he would bring me good luck, so I didn't struggle, and that's how I got here."

Huo Yuhao's head was a little fuzzy. Although his memory was damaged, thanks to his Spirit Eye Martial Soul, which combined eyes and brain, he recovered his intelligence relatively quickly. This little girl was too easy to fool. She was so pretty, how could she be so easily deceived...

Seeing that he ignored her, Na'er reached out her two small hands and gently pinched his cheeks, asking, "What's your name? You haven't told me."

Huo Yuhao's face turned even redder from being pinched. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time. Finally, he could only sigh and say, "I don't remember..."

Seeing his disappointed look, Na'er puffed out her cheeks, rolled her purple eyes, and asked, "How about you name yourself Huo Yuhao?"

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, his head suddenly started to ache again, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Seeing that his head hurt a lot, Na'er panicked and quickly reached out her little hand to stroke his forehead: "Brother Yuhao, be good, let me rub it and it won't hurt anymore."

It's clear that Na'er has already accepted the name on his behalf.

Huo Yuhao's head was rubbed a few times, and his complexion improved considerably. His brows relaxed, and he asked in surprise, "I feel like this name is mine. How did you know it?"

Na'er laughed upon seeing this, reached out and hugged his neck, whispering in his ear, "Because I feel that you are the most important person to me, and the name of the most important person to me is Huo Yuhao, that's why I named you Huo Yuhao. Do you like this name, Brother Yuhao?"

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at her, and finally nodded stiffly.

Na'er's eyes sparkled, then she turned around and nestled in his arms, taking Huo Yuhao's hand in hers and intertwining their fingers. Na'er's hand was soft and gentle, unlike Huo Yuhao's cold hand; her hand was warm.

Seeing her beaming from ear to ear, Huo Yuhao sensed she wasn't worried about the situation at all and asked anxiously, "Na'er, I think we should find a way to escape..."

Na'er stiffened for a moment, but quickly recovered. She slowly turned her head, her eyes filled with a hint of probing, and her voice was soft and thick with a nasal tone: "After you escape, will you leave Na'er?"

Seeing her unusual expression, Huo Yuhao asked, "What's wrong? To be honest, after I escaped, I didn't know where to go. As for leaving you, we'll eventually go our separate ways. You'll go find your parents, and I'll go find mine, but I've forgotten what they look like, where they are, and whether they're still alive..."

Na'er didn't reply. She stared at him blankly with her big purple eyes and said nervously, "Can Na'er come with you? Na'er is very well-behaved."

Huo Yuhao frowned. The eerie surroundings made him serious. "It's difficult for us to escape now, so don't think too much about it. Also, there's Na'er. Even if we do escape, you can't stay with me forever. We should seek help; we're still young and need to rely on others..."

Suddenly, he choked, unable to utter the word "help" for some reason, and a sudden, sharp pain shot through his head. He squeezed his eyes shut, his face instantly tense, and a fleeting image flashed through his mind.

The boy in the video is being beaten by a group of people. More and more people gather to watch, but no one comes to his aid. His mother, desperately apologizing, shields him from most of the damage. In the end, the boy's mother dies in a dilapidated wooden hut, with no one helping her until her death. Her last words are: "In the end, a person can only rely on themselves..."

Those images flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind, and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his back and forehead. He opened his eyes wide, gasping for breath, his face turning deathly pale.

The content of the image was unclear, either clear or blurry. It was so clear that every detail of the beating and the pleas for mercy could be seen, the pain of the punches and kicks, the humility of the pleas for mercy, and the despair of the final loss, which left him unable to recover for a long time. It was blurry, so blurry that he couldn't even see a person's face clearly, couldn't remember any place, and didn't even know who his deceased mother was.

Huo Yuhao shook his head and noticed that Na'er's eyes were already red. She was tightly pursing her lips, her hands gripping his clothes tightly, and she cried tremblingly, "Brother Yuhao, don't you like Na'er? Why won't you let Na'er stay with you? Na'er is really good. I don't know why I like you so much. If you leave and don't want Na'er anymore, Na'er will die..."

Seeing Huo Yuhao's state just now, Na'er thought that Huo Yuhao disliked having her with him, and that he hated her because he had just shown a pained expression.

Seeing her like this, Huo Yuhao reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Looking at her sorrowful expression compared to her earnest demeanor just moments before, a tightness gripped his chest, a feeling he couldn't quite describe. He could only hold her tightly. But then Huo Yuhao remembered the tragic scene and that sentence: in the end, one can only rely on oneself. He sighed silently. Na'er was still too young, and she clung to him. He didn't understand why Na'er saw him as everything; he could only assume she was still young.

He pulled Na'er closer to him and coaxed her softly, "Na'er, don't cry. Why don't you be my sister? That way we won't have to be separated."

A ray of moonlight fell from nowhere, landing precisely on Na'er's little face, making it appear radiant. Something suddenly flashed in her purple eyes. She swallowed her bad mood from earlier, held up her little finger, and said in a childish voice, "Then you have to make a promise with me, a promise to grow up together. Brother Yuhao, you have to be sincere to me and not think about other girls, otherwise I won't just be your little sister anymore."

Huo Yuhao looked at her blankly, not knowing what she was talking about. He could only make a pinky promise with her and say, "Okay, okay, I promise Na'er."