Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 289
The Weird Boy of Hades

A cold Christmas Eve.

The pure white snow is falling slowly, the sky is white, and the sky is sharp black.

In Anhao Welfare Home, the old man guarding the gate was wearing a thick padded jacket, and kept rubbing his hands to keep warm.

Without paying attention, a small figure suddenly stood in front of him.

The child in a black cloak, maybe because of the cold weather, his whole head was covered by the hood of the cloak.

All he could see was his pointed chin and his tiny pale lips.

"Child, what do you do?" The old man stood up and asked kindly.

While looking at his thin and small figure, I wondered in my heart, don't you feel cold in such thin clothes on such a cold day?

"I..." he spoke, the voice should be a boy, with a bit of shyness and cautiousness, he asked in a low voice, "I heard that children without a home can come here... Is it true?"

The old uncle's eyes softened: "Are you coming to our place? Where are your parents?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then where are you from?"

The little boy shook his head again: "I don't know."

"Looking at your height, you should be five or six years old, right? Why don't you know anything?" The old man frowned suspiciously.

The boy shook his head again.

When he woke up, he was in the snow, he didn't know who he was, let alone where he came from.

He walked on the road and got to know the world, and then he realized that he was different from many people.

His clothes, his hair and eyes, his body that is not afraid of the cold, everything about him...is different.

Everyone who saw him called him a monster.

He didn't know what a monster was, but he could tell from the disgusted and frightened eyes of those people that it was not a good word.

"Ah!" The old man sighed, it seems that this is not only an orphan, but also mentally retarded.

Feeling even more distressed, she bent down and put her big hands on his shoulders: "Then I'll take you in and see the dean... ah..."

Halfway through the conversation, he screamed when he saw the strange silver eyes under the hat.

"You...you..." The old man staggered back a few steps with a scream.

"What happened?" A middle-aged woman walked out behind him and asked.

Fearful and frightened, she always ran up to her, pointed at him and said, "Principal, that child... that child..."

"What's wrong?" The woman raised her eyebrows and walked towards him.

The boy's hands under the sleeves were tightly held together, and as the woman got closer, the silver eyes under his hat slowly drooped down.

"Little boy, what's wrong with you?" The woman bent down, gently lifted his hat with one hand, "Ah—" she fell to the ground.

On a snowy night, at the gate of the orphanage, under the faint orange light, the boy standing there was incredibly delicate and beautiful.

He has beautiful silver-gray hair and a pair of silver-gray eyes.

It looks like a person in a dream, as delicate as a cartoon doll.

But... this... is not a normal human being!

The little boy looked at the terrified eyes of the woman and the old man, his silver eyes gleaming with indifference.

Turn around calmly, intending to find the next place.

The principal said, "Son, wait a minute..."

He paused, turned his head and looked over, his silver-gray eyes seemed a little puzzled.

The female dean stood up and walked towards him cautiously, a little scared, but her eyes were full of sympathy, and she said softly, "You... If you don't have a home, you can stay here."

Welfare House of Hades
In the orphanage, the female dean gave him a piece of hard bread, but she didn't dare to approach him, she just asked from a distance of one meter.

"There's only this, do you want to eat?"

The boy could see that she was a little afraid to see his silver eyes, and she put the hat back on neatly with her little hands, covering her whole head under the hat again.

He stretched out his hand to take it slowly, took a bite, and then ate frantically.

Seeing his appearance, the dean sighed: "Son, you should have a good sleep."

On a snowy Christmas Eve, the boy curled up on the small bed.

A pair of silver eyes flashed like stars.

However, the warmth did not last long.

The next day, he was woken up. The boy opened his eyes and sat up slowly, looking out the window.

In the snow, a group of children were playing, some older than him, some younger than him, and some of his age.

Very lively.

It was the first time he saw such excitement.

He put on his black robe, then went down, and stood under the eaves, watching them.

Seeing a boy holding a ball of white things in his hand, the silver eyes under his hat moved, he squatted down, and imitated his appearance and kneaded the snow into a ball.

Then the pale lips under the hat slowly tugged.

But the boy found him.

"Hey, where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

This sound made all the children in the yard look over.

His little hand tightly grabbed the snowball in his hand, pinching it into shape.

He lowered his head and didn't speak.

Everyone gathered around and looked at the strange strange boy in front of them with weird eyes.

"Why don't you talk?" The boy before stretched out his hand and pushed him.

He pursed his lips, but still didn't speak.

"Xiao Mu, this boy is so strange." He heard a girl speak, and then all the children were discussing him.

Surrounded by so many people for the first time, he was nervous and overwhelmed.

Xiao Mu leaned over and said, "Let me see what he looks like." As he spoke, he wanted to lift his hat.

The boy was startled, and immediately grabbed his hat, and dodged back.

Xiao Mu asked in dissatisfaction, "Why don't you let people see it?"

"Yeah, isn't this a mute?"

"Wait and ask the dean who he is!"

Children are very curious, and a little boy in the crowd stepped out, rushed to him and grabbed his hat and flipped it off.

It was too late for the boy to escape.

The hat had been lifted off, revealing his horrified and bewildered face.

"Ah!" The children all exclaimed, "Monster, this is a monster!"

Everyone panicked and wanted to run away, when a voice suddenly sounded: "No, it's a vampire! This is the vampire I saw on TV!"{
The children were even more horrified.

"Let's kill him!" No one knew who said this, and then a snowball hit him.

Then, there were big and small snowballs, all of which hit his thin body.

The boy was lying on the ground after being hit by the snowball, his silver-gray hair seemed to be integrated with the snow.

He bit his lip and kept silent, covering his body, not wanting to be hit.

But there were so many snowballs, how could he be able to stop them?
Seeing him fall, the group of children became more fearless, and immediately swarmed up, stepping on him one by one.

"Monster, kill the monster!"

"vampire!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

He only heard chaotic voices, felt the pain in his body, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips.

The eyes became gradually blurred.

It was dark.

I don't know which pair of feet stepped on his face again, his mouth was full of blood, sand and cool snow...

(End of this chapter)