It wasn''t until Elysia pulled out White, that a flicker of emotion crossed Elijah''s face.


    Seizing the moment, Elysia quickly said, "Its name is White."


    Elijah lifted his eyelids, a hint of curiosity in his gaze.


    Elysia chuckled, "You must be wondering, why is it all ck and yet named White, right?"


    Elijah, furrowing his little brows, didn''t reply. Elysia took it upon herself to answer, "Because it can perform magic! It''s naturally ck, but when it meets someone it likes or when something makes it happy, it turnspletely white."


    Elijah clearly didn''t buy it, finally speaking his first words to Elysia, "Why is it ck right now? Does it not like you?"


    Elysia, thrilled that Elijah was talking to her, pinched herself discreetly to calm down, worried about scaring Elijah with her excitement. "It''s not too fond of me. It''s my son''s pet. Initially, I was afraid it might hurt my son, and I didn''t want my son to keep it. I guess it might hold a bit of a grudge against me."


    White seemed to understand her words. It nced at her, then turned away with a snooty air, the epitome of aloofness.


    Elijah''s interest in White deepened. He stared at White for a while, then ced his little hand on the table, palm up, coaxing White to crawl onto it. White was a small ck snake, about the length of a pencil, with a sharply pointed head and potent venom. That''s why Elysia initially refused to let Evan keep it when they found it in the forest.


    But Evan and this little creature had a special connection. Despite releasing it several times, White always found its way back to Evan.


    Unable to part with it, Evan secretly took it in, and it took half a year before Elysia found out. She was terrified until she realized White never bit Evan and obeyed him well. Evan had told it not to bite, and it never attacked anyone. Moreover, White would fiercely protect Evan if it ever sensed danger. Only then did Elysia fully trust it.


    Beforeing over, Evan had instructed White not to attack Elijah, so it slowly, somewhat reluctantly, crawled onto Elijah''s hand and coiled around his wrist.


    A dark ring appeared on Elijah''s fair wrist, as if he was wearing a ck bracelet.


    Seeing that White didn''t change color, Elysia exined further, "It''s not familiar with you, so it didn''t change. Maybe someday, I can have Evan show you. I''m not lying, it really does turn white."


    Despite White remaining ck, Elijah seemed genuinely interested, his eyes fixed on it.


    "What makes it happy?" he asked.


    Elysia thought for a moment, "Going out for a frolic."


    Elijah looked puzzled.


    Elysia exined seriously, "It spends most of its time sleeping on Evan, but it gets really happy when it goes out to y. I''ve seen it turn white while frolicking in the meadow once. I guess, like children, it enjoys going out for fun."


    After a moment of hesitation, Elijah turned and walked towards the door.


    Elysia quickly stood up. "Elijah, where are you going?"


    Without a word, Elijah sat down on the bench by the entrance to change his shoes.


    Elysia was astonished. "Do you want to go outside?"


    Still silent, Elijah''s actions made his intentions clear - he wanted to go out.


    Elysia hadn''t expected Elijah to take the initiative to go outside. In her eyes, it was a remarkable urrence!


    Elijah, struggling with psychological issues, was not only prone to aggression but also reclusive, often locking himself in his own little world, allowing no one in.


    His eptance of her presence, engaging in conversation with her, and now taking the initiative to step out of the house were all unexpected surprises!


    Seeing him push open the door, Elysia snapped back to reality and said, "Elijah, wait up."


    She rushed to the entrance, grabbed Elijah''s coat, and helped him put it on. Then she picked up a scarf, knelt down to wrap it around his neck, and even fetched a hat for him. "It''s cold outside."


    Elijah, frowning, looked at her. His eyes, not as innocent and pure as those of younger children, resembled more his father''s - deep, unfathomable, and enigmatic.


    After giving Elysia a deep look, he went downstairs.


    Stunned for a moment, Elysia hurried after him.