Qin Xue smiled awkwardly, as she didn’t know what she had grabbed onto when she was in pain, she just felt that having something in her hand helped ease the pain.
“Good girl, go back to sleep for a while,” Chu Molin patted her hair and said soothingly.
“Okay, you should rest too,” Qin Xue said, pulling his hand under her cheek.
“Alright.” Chu Molin lay down on the bed, facing Qin Xue. The couple glanced at each other and smiled before closing their eyes to rest.
When Qin Xue woke up again, it was the sound of the children crying that woke her.
“Chu Molin, bring the children to me,” Qin Xue sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.
“Sis, these two really seem to be in sync; one cries, and both cry,” Qin Jiale was almost crying too.
“Lele, give me the children. They must be hungry,” Qin Xue thought they hadn’t had any milk since they were born.
She wouldn’t give up on giving them colostrum, which was the most nutritious.
Qin Jiale held her nephew stiffly, afraid of hurting him with too much force.
Chu Molin wasn’t much better; he held the baby more poorly than Qin Jiale did.
Seeing Qin Jiale hand over the baby, he slowly went over with the baby in his hands, but didn’t give it to his wife.
Qin Xue turned on her side to nurse one baby before accepting the other one from him.
“Which one is the elder and which one is the younger?” Qin Xue looked at the identical babies, unable to tell them apart.
“You’re holding the elder one now, and the one in my hand is the younger one,” Chu Molin said, able to tell the difference between the two children at a glance.
“I think they look exactly the same. How do you tell them apart?” Qin Xue asked Chu Molin curiously.
“Look here,” Chu Molin pulled down the baby’s clothes slightly.
“Wow, they both have it, and they’re identical, just in different locations! Chu Molin, don’t you think they’re the same?” Qin Xue asked in surprise.
“Yes, they’re the same. They are very similar to the one on your body. But your petal has one more petal than theirs,” Chu Molin was amazed when he first saw it. How could someone have a flower birthmark on their body? But since his wife had it and now their two sons had it, he didn’t say anything.
“Wow, it truly is! It’s identical to mine!” Qin Jiale exclaimed.
“Lele, you have it too?” Qin Xue didn’t have her original body’s memory, so she didn’t know someone in the family had it too.
“Yes, even my brother has it. It’s just that his is like theirs and in the same location, while mine and yours are slightly different in location.
Sis, all of us, except for Dad, even Mom, have it. Didn’t you know?
When we were little, you even said that if anyone in our family got lost, they could be found by this flower birthmark. Those were your words. You couldn’t have forgotten this, could you?” Qin Jiale looked at the birthmark on her nephew, touching it with her hand.
She was so absorbed in playing with her nephew that she didn’t notice the strange look on Qin Xue’s face.
“Xue’er, what’s wrong?” Chu Molin noticed her odd expression.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” she couldn’t say she had seen this mark on someone else before, could she?
Could that person be related to their family? Or, more accurately, to her maternal grandmother?
According to Qin Jiale, her father didn’t have this mark, but her mother, Nangong Shulan, did. The three siblings had it, and now her two children had it too. But Qin Xue knew Chu Molin didn’t have it. That other person also had this mark.
So, it could be inferred that it was because of Nangong Shulan. There must be some connection between them.
Everyone in their family had this mark, and except for the location, they all looked the same. Qin Xue’s was unique because she was reborn. The extra petal in her mark was her blood.