Chapter 5: Unlucky Me (2/2)

”That's not it...” ”Yan looked at me and shook his head,” Your Imbedding Body is a little special, for it seems that you as an embryo didn't completely absorb the other embryo. In other words, when you were born, one of you was a live baby, and that is you, while the other was dead due to innate weakness.”

When Yan said this, he sighed. He didn't look at me, but stood up and walked back and forth in the room. As he walked, he shook his head. ”Who would have thought that the other baby would die as soon as he was born?”

”He died as soon as he was born?” I was stunned. ”I got it. No wonder my parents don't know how to talk about this matter. After all, it's unlucky … …”

”Ugh …” Yan coughed lightly, and nodded as if thinking of something, ”That's right, so you know why you are special, don't you?”

”Special?” I thought for a bit and asked doubtfully, ”Even if Imbedding Body is very special, it should only be a biological phenomenon, right? Then what does the Borrow Me Your Mana thing have to do with this? ”

”More than nothing...” Yan looked at me with a complicated expression, ”That's right, Imbedding Body is a biological phenomenon, but you have to note that the twins are usually sensitive to each other. You should have heard of some strange things that happen when the twins are growing up, right? For example, if one was injured, the other would also feel it.This kind of feeling is from their souls. Normally speaking, when a Imbedding Body was born, the other one of the twins should already be dead, therefore his soul should have died and was immediately reincarnated. However, your situation is a little special. ”

”Why is it special?” At this point, I felt a chill run down my spine, but I wanted him to continue anyway.

”You should have heard the legend from your elders that you met a ghost when you were young, right?” Yan turned his face to the side and looked at me obliquely.

”Yeap!”

I suddenly recalled something that my mother had told me. The whole family knew about it, and I had told a lot of my friends about it, but I took it as a joke.

That was a few days after I was born, and my family was still living in the countryside. That night, my mother was holding me while chatting with my grandparents, and at that time, my father was playing mahjong at someone's house and came back late. But as soon as he entered the door, I, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly started crying. The family panicked, fed me milk and looked to see if I had wet my pants, but everything was fine except that no matter how they tried to coax me, I was still crying. When my mother saw this, she complained that the loud noise that my father made when he entered woke me up, but my father argued that most of their voices were so loud but I was good. How come he woke the child up when he entered …

Then my grandmother suddenly thought of something and asked my father, ”Are you coming back from the road or the path?”

My father was stunned. His mouth moved, but he did not say anything. My grandmother's voice immediately changed, and she said sternly, ”Tell me the truth!”

My father was shocked. He looked at my mother and said embarrassedly, ”The path …”

My mother was coaxing me, and when she heard my reply, she immediately glared at my father!

”Ah? The path! You fucker, you went off to gamble again. We only has this little money, so you might as well gamble away us as well. Da ai ( which means Dad), mom, I can't live with him anymore! ”

My mother finally found the chance. She held me while she cried to my grandparents. My father's face turned red and purple, but he didn't understand what gambling had to do with my crying.

In those days, many young men loved gambling, and my father was no exception. My mother disagreed with him and wanted to save more money for me, but my father was a young man and loved to play. His wife was not good with that, so he never admit that he was a gambler. Now he would not be able to get away with it, because there was a gambling fair at every house on the other side of the path.

”Fair enough. My grandson will die if you continue arguing for a while!” My grandmother had never read a book, but she seemed to have an idea at the moment and my mother dare not utter a word. She closed her eyes and thought for a while, then said to my father, ”On the side of the path you took is the graves of our ancestors. His late great-grandfather has never seen his great-grandson, and Kid Ning (my nickname) is also the eldest son and eldest grandson who we love most. So he couldn't help but follow you back to visit him.”

As she said that, she saw that I was still crying so she quickly opened the blanket that was wrapped around me. Sure enough, she noticed that there were purple handprints on my arms and buttocks, and my entire body seemed to be twisted by these handprints. And my entire body was twitching, as though I was being dragged to another world!

My mom had never seen this before, so she was terribly scared when she saw this. Tears started streaming down her face as she cried out to my father, ”If you kill my son, I'm not done with you!”

”What are you doing! He's also my son! ” My dad felt guilty, so when he answered back, his voice was pitifully soft. He lowered his head and glanced at my grandma, thinking that if my grandma knew all of this, she might have a solution. This time, my grandma only looked at me and ignored my father.

My father understood that he was waiting for him to admit his mistake, so he quickly told my grandma, ”Mom, I know I was wrong. In the future, I won't come back so late, and I won't take the small path when I return.”

”Just that? Then Kid Ning is not going to be fine! ” My grandma said coldly.

When my father heard this, he was stunned and didn't know how to reply.