"My mouth is a bit dry, could you pour me a glass of water" Bai Aoxue said to the child who called herself Mu Mian.,Upon gently rolling up her sleeve, a shocking sight appeared on Bai Ao Xue’s snow-white arm: crisscrossing scars that seemed to tell a tale of pain. Each one was a gift from her half-sister, Bai Su Xue.,I am not you, and I will not live my life the way you do. I am Bai Aoxue. What I want, what I can't have, what I like, I will do whatever it takes to fight for, grab, and take.。