The castle was very big. Zhao Zhao was having so much fun kicking the ball around in circles that he gradually forgot the way back.
But the only one who could get lost at home is probably Zhao Zhao.
"Bang!"
Zhao Zhao kicked the ball hard, and it suddenly went into a room. It hit something, and a muffled sound was heard.
It was a very dark room, with heavy curtains blocking out almost all light.
Zhao Zhao walked in to look for the ball. He couldn't see the road clearly and was suddenly tripped by something. Zhao Zhao, who could see the light, subconsciously opened the curtains, and instantly the midday sun poured in.
Only then did Zhao Zhao see clearly that what he was standing on was a scary pink doll. He looked up and looked around. Except for the silver coffin in the middle, the rest of the place was filled with dolls.
"...Such a familiar feeling."
He bent down to pick up the doll, but in an instant he forgot the purpose of his coming here and started playing with the doll again.
"Hiss~" Staring at the doll's horrible and bloody evil smile, Zhao Zhao always felt that the doll's smile was asking for a beating, so he subconsciously slapped the doll, and his small palm just covered the doll's eyes.
When Zhao Zhao picked up his hand again, his eyes, which were originally closed, opened instantly, which scared Zhao Zhao.
But subconsciously feeling that he would not hurt himself, he resisted the urge to throw things, still holding him in his arms and observing closely.
“Boom.”
The room was very quiet, so the sound of the small coffin lid being pushed was very obvious at this time.
Zhao Zhao turned his head curiously and found a very good-looking young vampire sitting in the silver coffin in a daze. He was staring blankly at the sunlight shining on his hands with lifeless eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he hurriedly got up and hid in a dark corner.
Maybe because he was groggy from sleeping for too long, he tripped over the doll on the ground and stumbled, which was very funny.
“Hahahahahahahahahaha.”
Zhao Zhao laughed subconsciously, and the childish voice awakened Damian's consciousness. Seeing him standing in the sun holding his doll, he felt a chill in an instant, and rushed over to pick him up and closed the curtains in one go.
"You little bastard, you opened the curtains again. You want to die, don't you?"
After carefully examining the cub's body, he found that he was not injured at all. "Huh?"
Zhao Zhao was struggling fiercely at this time. Damian was like pressing a jumping fish. He lifted Zhao Zhao's chin and pretended to be fierce. "What are you doing..."
Their eyes met, and Damian noticed the strangeness and wariness in Zhao Zhao's eyes.
As if to confirm his guess, Zhao Zhao spoke at the right time, "Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"
He kicked Damian noisily, but Damian seemed not to feel anything, his expression dazed and hurt. "You actually forgot about me?"
"How many hundreds of years have I been sleeping?"
His memory only stayed at the memories of the previous tower. He had no idea what happened during the coma, and he didn't even have any concept of the passage of time.
Gently pinching Zhao Zhao's chin, he took a closer look and said, "However, after so long, how come you are still this big?"
"Hiss! You little bastard!" Zhao Zhao's kick really hurt, so she had no choice but to put him down.
As soon as he touched the ground, Zhao Zhao nimbly hid beside the cabinet, watching warily this "weird brother" who hugged him all the time.
"Xiao Xier~ How dare you forget me?"
Damian's face looked unhappy, and he was ready to deal with him with a wicked smile on his face. At the same time, the doll in Zhao Zhao's hand also began to laugh, and even tickled his armpits.
"I...I..." Zhao Zhao looked at him with a complicated expression, wanting to speak but hesitant. Finally, he asked, "Your voice sounds familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?"
“…”
Seeing Zhao Zhao was genuinely confused and didn't look like he was joking, Damian put away his smile and asked in disbelief, "You really don't remember me?"
Zhao Zhao shook his head. "Sorry, my memory hasn't been very good lately. I seem to have forgotten a lot of people."
He tilted his head slightly and smiled sweetly, "But you seem to be someone very important to me. Although I have forgotten your appearance and demeanor, I still remember your voice."
"So, can you tell me again who you are?"
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. Damian's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed. He squatted down, hugged Zhao Zhao, and said word by word, "Xiao Xi'er, I am your fourth brother, Damian."
"How could you forget me..."
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