My brother was locked up in a basement for sixteen years and fed only one spoonful of my blood every day.
Grandma said he was crazy and could kill people. Grandpa said that he was a sacrifice to be offered to the Golden Silkworm.
The whole village said that the Xu twins should have been burned to death together.
But they don't know that every July and a half, the ghost bride in the town will carry an extra coffin.
They didn't know that the person lying in the coffin was me.
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And this year, it's my brother's turn to lift the coffin.
He crawled out in the dark, pinched my chin, and laughed and cried:
"Sister, brother is here to find you."
