(Supernatural suspense, defying fate) I was born unable to cry. Aunt Jiang, who delivered me, was my mother's best friend. She had studied nursing for a few days at a health school. Without thinking, she grabbed the sewing basket and the black scissors she used for housework, held them over an alcohol lamp for a few seconds, then snipped through the lifeline connecting my mother and me.
When I didn't make a sound, she grabbed me by both feet with her right hand and held me upside down, then smacked my bottom with her left.
“Heh heh.” I actually opened my eyes and smiled at her...
Born with the power to read minds, then given a supernaturally perceptive eye through a later repair; with a photographic memory, I somehow ended up with the power of invisibility at a gambling table. An elven girl captures ghost spirits in an underground palace, while five gifted boys team up through their shared fate in feng shui. A thrilling supernatural suspense story set in the 1990s.
She jolted in shock and accidentally let me slip from her hands, sending me plunging toward the concrete floor more than a meter below...
“Good heavens!” The instant she cried out and lost focus, Aunt Jiang reacted with quick eyes and quicker legs, instinctively thrusting her knee against the edge of the kang bed to catch me as I fell.
Her face had gone waxy yellow, and beads of sweat covered her forehead.
“Let me stroke your hair, you weren't frightened. Let me stroke your hair, you weren't frightened.” Aunt Jiang kept stroking my downy hair, muttering as if to soothe my terrified soul.
