The weather is cold ...the mysterious voice spoke ... bailuoyin rose his small hands to to meet the snow flakes wondering who's this woman's voice speaking inside his head , he was lost , the light was almost dim from the clouds , the little boy wondered where are his parents , where did he come from , he couldn't remembers , the voice spoke again.

"the pure white snow bailuoyin..." her sweet voice echoed inside his head.

"what is the pure white ? what is the snow?" Bailuoyin asked the voice with a weaker tone, it seemed so strange to feel those small things melt on his hands.

"it's... something not red"but the answer was more confusing to his dazed mind. 

"What is red ?" he kept rising his hands in the air , his eyes not leaving this magic that keeps disapearing whenever touching his hands.

"Are you lost ...little boy? can i your blood?" the sarcastic voice filled his ears with poisoned hopes adressing now his dull eyes and senses making him shivers in the cold.red eyes looked at him with pure lust yet so much hatered.

"this is ...this is the person who the vein of life from all humans, a monster in a shape of human"the woman's voice tried to warn bailuoyin , but he stood there not understanding what's she's trying to say.