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As I listened to the babyish sobs, I was fascinated, and that deep feeling made me unable to tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

I didn't know if the person in front of me was a dwarf old man or a crying child. I really didn't know what this so-called ghost grass was and why it made me feel this way.

Actually, I really wanted to ask Third Uncle or Yun Xiao, but I just stood there blankly. My body seemed to have separated from my soul once again. Of course, it's not that we're really separated, but my soul is not under the control of my body. I don't know where it went with the sound of the Ghost Grass!

I closed my eyes and let time fly. I calmed myself down, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw an old woman covered in sweat. Her hands were covered in blood.

But I didn't seem to be afraid, I just stared at her, she looked all over my body, very happy to shout.

"Madam has been born. Madam has been born. It's a young master, a young master!"

With that, she picked up a pair of shiny golden scissors and cut at me. I don't know why, but I feel like I should be scared. I should be crying like I'm a newborn baby,

But I really don't know why, but I'm not afraid. I'm not in pain.

When the midwife saw that I wasn't crying, she picked up my leg and hit me hard on the ass. At this moment, I was in the middle of the air and saw a beautiful young lady with a pale complexion.

She looked at me with a pained expression and said to the old woman, "Mother Wu, don't hit my child. Why did you humiliate my child?!"

Mother Wu said helplessly, "Madam, if the newborn child doesn't cry, he will die prematurely. How could I bully the young master?"

The little girl who was standing at the side also chimed in, "That's right, Miss. It's not good for Young Master not to cry!"

The woman who had just become a mother began to panic as she listened to all the chatter around her. "Then what do we do, my child? You two better hurry up and think of a plan!"

I thought it was ridiculous. They actually thought that if I didn't cry, I would die. How could I die? But me?

Yes, who am I? I'm having a headache because that old woman has been hanging over me all this time! However, I still didn't have the intention to cry at all. She tried so hard to make me cry, but it was a pity that I laughed!

"Hehehe!" "Haha!"

My laughter silenced the originally noisy room. The people who were helping to deliver the baby were so shocked by my creepy laughter that they were unable to say a single word!

But because my birth mother was their mistress after all, and was forced to be courteous and something like that, they didn't dare to leave. But I could see the fear in everyone's eyes, every one of them, from the midwife to the little girl who was in charge of heating water and handing towels.

Everyone's eyes were wide open. They didn't believe that I, a newborn baby, was sneering at them. Perhaps to them, a newborn child was a freak if he didn't cry?

Ah!" Madam, Madame is bleeding profusely. Quickly, call for a doctor!

At this moment, everyone discovered that the bed that the young woman was lying on was covered with blood stains. The blood-red liquid had permeated through her bright red bedclothes, slowly flowing down along the foot of the bed.

For a moment, the place was in chaos again. Everyone went from fear to panic, but soon, they began to feel sad.

Perhaps it was this sadness that infected me, but I actually shed a few tears. The only thing that remained was that even now, I still hadn't cried out. Furthermore, I was still alive and well.

However, the beautiful young woman on the bed couldn't do anything. The old doctor on her bed declared her death after finishing her pulse. She didn't even seem to be willing to put in the last bit of effort before she ran away.

Before he left, he looked at me as if he was deep in thought and ran away without looking back.

Even if many people tried to stop him with many things, he would still change his mind and leave!

After several changes of hands, I seem to have gone from the first midwife to a little girl, to an old man with a head full of silver hair, to a young, humble man, and finally into the arms of a beautiful young woman.

I don't know what it's like to be in her arms. I feel like I should be happy. I should laugh.

But the people around me were all in a fit of grief, and I could almost feel the white paper money beginning to float in the air.

There was a little boy holding a paper man who looked at the young woman lying in the coffin with a numb face. Actually, I really hoped that she would stand up and hug me again!

In the end, the beautiful young woman hugged me and died. She turned to the humble man and said, "Husband, you must take good care of our child. You must make him grow up!"

I looked around at the tearful people, expressionless, and I think I made them all feel very cold. I was being held in the arms of a young woman who had passed away, and her movements had been frozen for a long time.

When someone finally mustered up the courage to try and get me out, it was because of the length of time that they were unable to break the young woman's hand.

"My daughter, my daughter! Wake up! Wake up! Look at your father! Look at your son, your newborn son!" The silver-haired old man who had held me was crying his heart out as he held the bed.

However, I felt that their cries were too loud. Those few words were too simple for me to say. It made me depressed, and I didn't have any strength left in me.

I think it's because I was just born, so I can't move, I can't move, can I?

I grew up to be different from other people, because I always had a tight face and an unsmiling expression. They don't please people.

And I was alone in a quiet place, thinking about my own affairs, many times, in the mind of a lot of people in strange clothes.

Who was Third Uncle?

Who was Yun Xiao?

Who else, why shouldn't it be just the two of them? But I can't think of anything, and the thought of these two makes me want to fall asleep.

The most people could see of me was that I was sleeping, but since I had been precocious since I was a child, and since I had a mind that was faster than a normal child, the adults didn't worry about me.

Perhaps it was because they didn't want to talk to me and were afraid of my eyes. Because I've heard people say more than once that I was like a vengeful spirit from hell and had killed my mother the moment I was born.

Perhaps more importantly, I laughed out loud instead of crying when I was just born. Actually, I've always wanted to ask why people always say that. A newborn child is a freak if he doesn't cry.

By the time I was thirteen years old, I was much taller than my peers, and my facial features had grown.

In the words of others, my face is very popular with the girl. If it wasn't for me...

It's just that there are times when people want to say that they need to see the ones after the turning, but I've never heard the ones after the turning, because my identity is there and no one else would say it in front of me.

Because I'm the young master here, they would only secretly discuss me behind the scenes, saying that I'm a jinx whose birth mother died.

There was a little girl who played with me. She wasn't influenced by what people said, and since we met, she hadn't worn tinted glasses to look at me.

She should be a year or two older than I am. She is taller and more knowledgeable than I am. I don't know why she came to this sunless courtyard. I have asked her more than once, but she only smiled at me and didn't speak!

Almost everything I know comes from my hands. I've never been out of this Noda estate, and nobody here seems to have gone out.

There are mountains and rivers here, and pavilions and pagodas. It is said that our ancestors were powerful officials of the imperial court, so they had the power to build such a huge manor.

I wanted to ask her why she was trapped here. I also wanted to ask myself why I was trapped here.

My life because of her company from then on has a new pleasure, I am no longer alone in a quiet trance. The two of them played chess, chatted and painted, and they were inseparable from each other every day. It was as if they were two babies.

In the dead of night, I thought how much better it would have been if it had continued like this, but when the night was still, I could hear it all the more clearly, and I could hear my name being called from very far away.

"Xiaofan!" "Xiaofan!"

It was the voice of a middle-aged man, strong and unkempt, and I shouted into space.

"Who are you, who are you!"

"I'm not some Fan!" I am! "

Who am I, what is my name, everyone has a name, and what is my name?

As I thought about it, the dizziness made me dizzy, and I was surprised to find that it wasn't just the others who were afraid of me, but also the others.

I was also afraid of everything that was happening around me. The people who were cold to me here, the people who were unable to leave here, the things that were scattered around, all of these things formed a strange net that heavily pressed down on my body, causing me to be unable to even breathe and making me unable to die.

I suddenly felt that all of this wasn't real. It was like a dream, a dream that lasted for more than ten years.

It's just that I'm not sure if this is a dream or not!