On a bright and sunny day, a woman sat elegantly in a garden, playing and teased at a little two years old boy sitting happily in her arms, as the winds brushed gently at her delicate and yet pale face.
Then, a tall and yet gentle looking man came out from the house with a blanket, and laid it over the woman’s body.
Then man said gently, "Though the weather looks fine, it’ll still be a little chilly for a few days, careful don’t catch a cold now."
The woman shook her head a little, "I like weathers like this, comfortable and warm. You won’t catch a cold from these winds."
"You won’t, but aren’t you afraid that the boy in your arms might?" The man said, in pretend anger.