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Recalling the old Taoist priest's words, the two concluded that Xu Nian was the child.

And the fact that Manman suddenly became like a normal baby is probably thanks to this child.

So after discussing it, they took the child home.

Surprisingly, after Xu Nian arrived home, Manman's vital signs in the hospital immediately returned to normal.

It became like a normal baby, able to cry and laugh.

The family was overjoyed and became even more determined to keep Xu Nian at home.

They were just tools to begin with, and it wouldn't cost much to keep them, so they wouldn't care.

But unexpectedly, Manman had been attached to Xu Nian since she was a child.

He always thought of his older brother, which made his parents feel helpless and even colder towards him.

If at first there was reluctance and guilt, but seeing the daughter getting healthier and healthier, then all that is hoped for is that the boy will be sensible.

Xu Nian is very well-behaved and obedient.

They gave all their love to their daughter, but treated Xu Nian like a useless object.

The nanny abused him, his classmates bullied him, and they even hoped he would become withdrawn.

If he can't speak, his daughter will never know what happened to him; let the truth remain buried forever.

When Manman fainted at the age of eight, the boy's heart was ripped out of her body and transplanted into her chest cavity.

The Xu family planned to let the boy die and end it all.

The old Taoist priest arrived and stopped them.

The old man said that stealing hearts was already against the laws of nature, and committing further killing would bring karmic retribution upon Manman.

Since the parents had received guidance from the elder, they naturally believed his words without a doubt.

Not only were the boy moved to a VIP ward, but an old Taoist priest was also asked to perform a ritual to prevent him from dying outright.

When Manman woke up, the old man had already left.

She started looking for her brother, but her family had no choice but to fabricate a lie for her.

The elderly people in the hospital all knew about this, including the two nurses, who were extremely disgusted by this family's behavior.

But since they are shareholders, they can only gossip about them occasionally behind their backs.

I never expected that Xu Manman would actually listen to my story tonight.

My body was swaying precariously, and I refused their help, slowly making my way back to the ward while supporting myself against the wall.

The red bracelet on her wrist made a crisp sound as it touched the wall.

I looked down at the blood-red bracelet and thought of my parents' faces at the time. Who gave me this bracelet? The old Taoist priest?

As my grandfather lay peacefully in his hospital bed, I suddenly thought of Xu Nian on that stage.

The nurse said my brother died on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony.

After his death, a Xu Nian appeared on stage. She was the same age as her brother, and had the same name and appearance. Who was this Xu Nian?

Who is the person I've been talking to on the phone for ten years?

My mind was a complete mess. I shakily took out my phone and asked my girlfriend if she remembered Xu Nian, the idol I used to idolize.

My girlfriend is a champion of staying up late; she hasn't slept.

She replied to the text message immediately after receiving it, saying that she later asked her parents to investigate the boy.

But he seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace, and nothing could be found.

I didn't sleep all night, and my mother and grandmother came the next day.

Seeing their worried expressions, I suddenly felt like a stranger, and my heart couldn't help but clench with pain.

This is my brother's heart.

This is the vibrant heart of an innocent boy.

But they did it for me.

I feel terrible, I want to cry, I want to vent.

Tears streamed down my face. I pushed away my grandmother who wanted to hug me and ran out of the ward, out of the hospital, but I didn't know where to go.

I don't want to go home; all I can think of is the image of the weak little boy being beaten until his body was covered in bruises.

I cried so hard I could barely breathe, squatting by the roadside hugging myself, whispering, "Brother, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

No, I don't even have the right to call him my brother.

Xu Nian, I'm sorry.

Just as I calmed down, the phone rang. It was my dad.

The doctor issued a critical condition notice, and Grandpa passed away in agony; the cause of death is unknown.

I rushed back to the ward and found my grandmother lying on the bed, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

The parents were extremely worried.

Grandpa just passed away, and Grandma has contracted a strange illness.

From the eyes of the doctors and nurses around me, I seemed to see mockery and schadenfreude.

Their naked gaze seemed to say, "Look, retribution, this is retribution."

But my heart is in my body, shouldn't Xu Nian come to find me?

Just as chaos erupted in the ward, an old Taoist priest arrived.

His parents were overjoyed to see him and quickly sent the doctors and nurses out to welcome the old man in.

With his white hair and beard, he looked like a sage, yet he offered such a vicious suggestion.

My parents wanted to kick me out too, but I said, "Let me stay. I want to know what's wrong with Grandma."

They looked troubled, but the old man glanced at me and murmured, "Amitabha."

Seeing that the old man didn't stop them, the parents didn't dare to say anything more.

The old man carefully observed the grandmother's expression, then gestured something in front of his chest while muttering something.

As a result, the grandmother struggled even more violently, while the old man coughed up blood.

Fear was evident on the faces of the parents, while the old man said calmly, "It's that child."

They glanced at me, then hesitated, as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.

I asked, "Is it your older brother?"

Their expressions darkened further, and the old man nodded without any surprise.

I guess my brother has come for revenge.

I asked if I could see my brother, and the old man shook his head: "His obsession has turned him into a demon, no ordinary vengeful ghost. My cultivation is insufficient."

Dad fell silent, Mom started crying out of fear, and I remained silent, unsure of what to say.

The old man said he owed Xu Nian a life and then left.

Grandma was given a sedative by the doctor, and my parents and I sat by her bedside, listening to them talk about my brother for the first time.

It was similar to what the nurse said, except that their story was filled with helplessness.

"So, I'm the one who should die the most, aren't I?" I asked calmly.

This was the first time I had spoken to them in this manner, and they looked at me as if they were just getting to know this daughter.

I feel sorry for them and understand their parents' feelings.

But I can't forgive them.

It all started because of me. A boy died because of me, and they're still claiming innocence.

Then what about Xu Nian?

He is a living, breathing human being, with flesh and blood, thoughts, and feelings!

I said, "Let me keep Grandma company."

The mother hesitated, but the father pulled her away.

Before leaving, my father looked at me deeply and said, "Manman, we would give our lives for you. You will always be my most beloved daughter."

The overwhelming weight of love suddenly made me feel suffocated.

If love requires stepping over the flesh and bones of others, then don't love.

Xu Nian died, and Grandpa died, all so that I could live.

Grandma is dying soon, who's next?

Watching your loved ones leave one by one, knowing the reasons but powerless to stop it, what difference is there between that and being slowly sliced ​​to death?

Is Xu Nian taking revenge on me?