What na should I give him~
Qin Tian studied the man and quickly focused on his ice-blue long hair, and a na instantly popped into his mind.
He pointed at the man’s hair and said with a smile, "Your hair is blue, how about I call you ’Lan’? It’s simple and morable, and suits you well."
"Lan."
The man repeated softly, his voice quite light, then looked up at Qin Tian: "Alright, call Lan."
"Lan, my na is Qin Tian." Qin Tian announced his na with a smile, fearing Lan might forget. He deliberately repeated it clearly in the Empire’s language.
"Qin — Tian."
"Qin Tian." Lan repeated it twice, this ti using the standard Empire’s language, even though his tone was still sowhat stiff, each word was clear.
He looked at Qin Tian, his deep blue pupils reflecting the image of the other, and nodded earnestly: "Qin Tian, I rember."
"Let help you up first." Qin Tian said, walking forward slowly, extending his right hand towards Lan.
His actions were gentle, but his body was secretly tense.
Even though Lan currently seed non-threatening, since nothing was known about his background, the first physical contact required utmost caution. If there was any sign of anomaly, he could withdraw and defend imdiately.
Lan looked at Qin Tian’s offered hand, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. He seed unfamiliar with the act of "touch," paused for two seconds, and then slowly raised his hand to gently hold Qin Tian’s palm.
The sensation was cool to the touch, yet not biting like ice, rather like a piece of warm jade, carrying a subtle chill that spread slowly through the palm.
Qin Tian’s senses tensed to the extre, closely monitoring Lan’s soul’s fluctuations and physical reactions.
Fortunately, Lan rely used Qin Tian’s strength, without making any extra movents, even his fingertips were slightly stiff with caution.
With Qin Tian’s support, Lan slowly stepped out of the ice coffin.
Perhaps due to the prolonged slumber, his body was still very weak, and he stumbled when he first touched the ground, almost falling. Fortunately, Qin Tian tightened his arm just in ti, firmly supporting his arm.
Lan lowered his head, his long eyelashes falling, revealing his calves’ slight tremble, clearly not fully accustod to standing and walking.
"Take it slowly, no rush." Qin Tian softened his tone, not urging him.
He understood that a person who had been asleep for who knows how many years needed ti for their body functions to recover, much like soone rising from a sickbed for the first ti, they had to go through a period of adjustnt.
Lan nodded, using Qin Tian’s support, cautiously taking his first step.
The step was light, even wobbling at first, but he quickly stabilized his figure, and subsequently took a second and third step.
Gradually, his steps beca more steady, and the trembling in his calves disappeared. Although his movents remained slow, he could now walk independently.
Seeing this, Qin Tian quietly released his hand, stepping back half a step beside him, maintaining a safe observation distance, ready to catch him if he beca unstable.
The two walked side by side to the palace entrance, where Lan stopped, gazing at the sprawling white forest outside the hall — the trees hung with blue crystals glowed faintly under the barrier’s light, as the breeze passed through the branches, the crystals gently collided, making a subtle sound.
Watching this scene, Lan’s gaze gradually grew distant.
Qin Tian keenly noticed a slight ripple in his soul’s fluctuations, as if so sealed mory was gently stirred.
"What’s the matter? Did you rember sothing?" Qin Tian asked softly.
Lan didn’t respond imdiately, just stared at the forest, after a while, he slowly shook his head, his voice tinged with uncertainty: "I don’t know... it just feels like I’ve seen a similar place sowhere..."
As his words fell, the disorientation in his eyes faded again, as if the montary stir was an illusion, the mory fragnts like sand slipping through fingers, escaping just as they were grasped.
"Don’t rush, this is just the beginning."
Qin Tian reassured him, "The more things you see in the future, the more you’ll rember who you really are."
Upon hearing this, Lan nodded lightly.
"Mm, thank you."
Qin Tian smiled: "It’s nothing~"
It seed, he was quite a polite mysterious person after all.
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