Our family lives in a small village in the country of water, the villagers are very kind, I feel very happy.

I like water, and of course ice and snow. I don’t know why, but it is so cold, but I feel kind. Although my hands turn red every time, I still enjoy it, knowing that I have discovered my own uniqueness. ability.

This ability seems to be tailor-made for me, I can make water or ice and snow into the shape I want.I was very happy, and ran into the house to show off to my mother, but my mother knocked down the little water polo in my hand with a look of horror, and told me not to use this ability again.why?I don't understand, but I will listen to my mother, but there is nothing wrong with playing secretly, right?

I thought my father had gone to work in the field, but I didn't expect his coat to be left in the yard.When I looked back and saw my father, he was staring at the water polo that was pulled into an oval shape in my hand, and then his expression became very strange. I opened my mouth and wanted to call "Father", but he suddenly turned and ran away.

Not long after, noisy sounds came from outside the courtyard, and many friendly and kind villagers came over with hoes and kitchen knives.I was very scared, and ran to the house to find my mother, but they kicked open the door, and it was my father who led the way.

My mother hugged me tightly, she was shaking, I don't know what happened, but I was shaking too.The next second, I knew that my mother and I were monsters, and monsters were to be killed.

When my mother's blood warmed my body, I felt the world turned red, am I going to die?When I came back to my senses, the surroundings became quiet, and the room became so beautiful. The transparent ice cone and the bright red sprinkled on it constituted a beautiful scene. The sharp color difference made people dazzled, but I cried.

Why are you crying?I have no idea.All I know is that I'm a monster, and nobody wants a monster.Maybe I should die, just like my mother, but I want to know why all this happened, and I also want to know if everyone doesn't want me anymore. If no one needs me, then what should I live for...

Until that day, I found the answer and the meaning of my life...

That day I was still looking for something to eat in the corner, and I found a small piece of hard bread. I was lucky, and it seemed that I could live another two days.But my hands were stiff from the cold, and by accident, the bread rolled to the intersection.I ran to pick it up, but bumped into someone.

Those people said something and laughed. I couldn't understand. I apologized and picked up the bread and wanted to leave, but I was caught by a big hand.Those people pinched me and tore off my clothes.Although I don't know what they are going to do, I feel the danger, and I can't struggle to get rid of them.I was terrified that what was to come would be terrible.But they died, all of a sudden, and each of them was turned into a hedgehog by a long thin needle.

Someone wrapped me in a thick cloak and hugged me. The long-lost warmth surrounded me and made me tremble with excitement.Perhaps because I was safe, I relaxed and fell asleep.Before losing consciousness, I had a hunch that I was about to find the answer...

The author has something to say:

I really like Bai, a pure boy~~~ Cover your face~~~

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