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As night fell and I drifted into a heavy sleep, a haunting melody suddenly echoed in my ears.
I awoke with a start, opening my eyes to find the woman in red standing at the door, a strange smile plastered across her face. I hurriedly nudged He Xiaoyan beside me, but she remained unresponsive.
The ghost did not rush towards us; instead, she slightly turned her body, revealing another man's spirit standing behind her, who bore a striking resemblance to me—about seventy or eighty percent alike. It was Sibei Can, grown up.
At that moment, he looked at me with a dark expression, his face caught between a smile and tears.
"Si Xianxi, have you forgotten you have a twin brother? Why haven't you come back to find me? Did you stop carrying the doll our grandfather gave you?"
I was at a loss for words in response to his barrage of questions.
"I gave my life to you at birth. Three years ago, I deceived her to save your life once again. I've saved you twice, yet you've abandoned me."
The woman in red laughed beside Sibei Can. "Not one of the living men is worth anything."
I didn’t carry the doll because I knew Sibei Can's soul was no longer within it. However, I had never considered returning to Wan Feng Residence to find him. I believed that following a "mother" might not be worse than being with me, the so-called "brother." After all, aside from keeping the doll close, I hadn't done anything else for him. I didn’t truly think of myself as a brother.
But Sibei Can clearly thought otherwise.
"You owe me so much; it’s time to repay your debt."
Sibei Can grinned ominously and began to approach me with the woman in red.
"Since we are Twin Brothers, why should I remain in the underworld while you enjoy your life in the living world?"
"Sibei Can, what do you want? Do you want me to pay with a life?"
A triumphant smile appeared on Sibei Can's face.
In the next moment, He Xiaoyan suddenly shot up from the bed, lunging at me and gripping my throat tightly. It was as if a female ghost had possessed her. The ghost shouted through He Xiaoyan's mouth, "You beast! You and that wretched woman will not die a good death!" Her obsession was still incredibly deep. Even to this day, she could not distinguish between the past and the present.
In this suite, my "wife" was trying to strangle me, while my brother stood by with a sinister grin. "Brother, how does it feel to be killed by your own wife? Let me give you a taste of what it feels like to be forgotten by your closest one."
After being possessed, He Xiaoyan had immense strength; her grip was so tight that I felt my neck might snap. Sibei Can truly wanted my life. His obsession was too profound. We were clearly born into different realms, yet he always regarded me as his brother until I stopped bringing him along, giving rise to resentment.
Just as I was about to lose consciousness, I finally managed to reach the Yellow Talisman hidden under the pillow. Thankfully, because He Xiaoyan insisted on coming to Wan Feng Residence, I had prepared some Liujia Yin-Yang Talismans in advance. I pressed the Yin Yang Talismans onto He Xiaoyan's forehead and began reciting the Exorcism Spell.
The ghost screamed as it fled from He Xiaoyan's body. I caught the unconscious He Xiaoyan and laid her back on the bed.
"You conspired with this female ghost against me? Don't force me to use talismans on you too," I said coldly to Sibei Can.
"Go ahead and try. I've been around my grandfather since I was young; I know those tricks better than you do."
"Si Xianxi, I've grown tired of the underworld; it's time for me to play in the realm of the living."
Sibei Can's spirit rushed toward my physical body, and I watched helplessly as he lay down beside me. In the next moment, "I" sat up from the bed, mischievously opening my eyes to look at me.
Tonight, my soul has once again left my body, and my physical form is now occupied by Sibei Can.
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