She can pretend that there is a small corner in the sky filled with fireworks that is also given to her.

But maybe because she stole something that didn't belong to her, retribution came quickly.

Not long after the guests left.

Dad suddenly rushed in with a sword. He had drunk too much, and the sword struck her straight. At that moment, she really felt the killing intent.

"You bastard! It's all your fault! Our family was robbed during a wonderful day today?"

"When will you stop causing harm to our family? I will chop you to death today! You scourge!"

She didn't dare to cry and rolled out of bed.

But his legs were still chopped off.

Her leg was almost broken.

It was not right that her birthday almost became her death anniversary. No one would pay homage to her.

It was Song Baotian who heard the sound and shouted twice outside, which made Song's father wake up again. She still remembers that her father was afraid that her cry would scare Song Baotian who woke up, so he picked up the rope next to him and started sleeping.

It was strangled into her mouth so that she could not make a sound.

Then he tied up her hands and feet.

She originally wanted to say that with so many guests coming, how could the thief rely on her?

But the moment she was hung up by her father with a rope, she was unsure.

Maybe she is really a disaster?

The strange thing was that when she looked at her dangling leg, painful cold sweat covered her entire face, but her eyes were so dry that she could not shed a single tear.

It wasn't until she saw her father opening the door to her room that she was stunned for a moment, wiped off the blood on her face that might have frightened Song Baotian, and then walked out with a smile on her face.

Song Baotian's confused voice soon came from outside.

And his words to coax her back to bed.

"Sister is not good. Daddy just scolded her. Why don't you go to bed? Come on, daddy will go back with you."

"You want to see your sister? What are you looking at? Your sister is asleep. Be good and go back."

"Are there too many people making trouble for you today? Dad, please be careful next time, let's not call so many people, okay?"

Her tears finally fell in large numbers, and the pain was unbearable, as if thousands of needles were stabbing her heart, poisoning her heart and lungs.

But what made her collapse even more was that when she struggled to go out to relieve herself the next day, she overheard her father and mother saying that she was grown up now, and if she continued to be raised like this, she would become enemies, so it was better to strike first and kill her.

Made into a blood boy.

He also talked about the auspicious and disaster stars.

She was so stunned that she couldn't speak.

Even when Song Baotian came to give her medicine and An Wan came to see her later, she was dumbfounded and didn't know what she said.

Just staring out the window in a daze, there are many cuckoos flying high outside.

She thought she was going to die.

Unexpectedly, that afternoon, a man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of her in a blur.

He covered his face and held a pot of something like vine roots in his hand. The thing seemed to be very interested in her blood, and happily drank up all her blood while lying on the ground.

She was actually very calm and not afraid at all. Would it be better to die at the hands of this person than to die at the hands of her own father?

She thought the man in black robe was going to kill her, but she heard the man in black robe say: "Hey, my hair came when it smelled it. It looks like it likes your blood."

"But your life is really miserable these days. Your parents are also fools. They would leave a real treasure behind and spoil someone with mediocre qualifications."

Her mind was already empty.

The man in black robe followed her gaze and glanced out the window, then smiled: "Cuckoo? Do you like it?"

Her voice was dry, "Everyone likes cuckoo celebrations, right?"

"Yes, Cuckoo, also known as Zigui, those literati and poets particularly like it. Cuckoo Cuckoo is also a good name."

"But do you know? The cuckoo is vicious at heart. Everyone only sees Xu Qian's appearance, and they all like it."

"The cuckoo will lay its eggs in other birds' nests and pretend to be the children of that nest. It will also kill all the other children in that nest to ensure that it is the only child and is loved by its parents.

It, but look at it, those people also gave the name 'Zigui' which means 'Zigui', is it ironic or not?"

"Don't be so lifeless. My roots don't like the blood of the dead."

The man in black robe gradually approached her.

"Little girl, how about I make a deal with you?"

That evening.

Song Baotian quietly walked into her room, stared at her wounds and cried, "Sister, this is not your fault, it is my parents' fault!"

While applying medicine to herself, she said, "I don't understand my parents either. We are both their children. Why is this happening?"

"When you recover from your injury, I want to tell you something very important."

She talked a lot.

But Song Baozhu's head was buzzing.

She didn't hear anything clearly, and it was difficult for her to be grateful for the kindness that Song Baotian exuded. Once Song Baotian appeared in front of her, she felt like her heart was being torn apart.

She only heard herself say: "Bao Tian."

"I'm going to be a cuckoo."

She wants to be loved so much.

That evening.

The man in black robe knocked Song Baotian unconscious. She gave Song Baotian a similar wound on his leg and put him on her bed, while she put on Song Baotian's clothes.

Walked into Song Baotian's room.

That beautiful red skirt also fits her perfectly.

She saw Song's father and Song's mother walking into Song Baotian's room. The next day.

News came that ‘Song Baozhu’ died suddenly.

An Wan cried and told her that 'Song Baozhu' was fine and would not die and was not sick.

She imitated Song Baotian's past behavior and cried several times, one time it was strange and the other time it was familiar.

She found that it was not difficult for her to pretend to be Song Baotian.

Twin girls, she knows Song Baotian too well.

She finally gained the love of her parents and no longer had to worry about being beaten. Even if those roots were digging into her internal organs day and night, she could bear it.

It's just that An Wan is getting further and further away from her because of this matter. She is a little lucky and very happy.

After all, someone feels sad about the death of ‘Song Baozhu’, right?

The memories end here.

Song Baozhu suddenly came back to his senses, stared at the tablet and smiled helplessly, "Look at me, why are you looking back? People always have to look forward."

She is no longer the powerless Song Baozhu before.

When she learned that Song Ye was instigating the Song family to let her break into the big territory without permission, she decided against it because she didn't want to die in the competition. As for the rest, how could Song Ye outplay her?

That fool.

That sign was not so much given on purpose as it was a reckless move she had imagined that 'Song Baotian' would make. She didn't expect that chance would involve so many things.

To be honest, she didn't hate Yin Nian. She was even a little grateful to Yin Nian when he broke the shackles on the bloody boy.

As long as Yin Nian never goes against her again, she will be happy to keep a distance from Yin Nian.

A little more confused, a little sweeter in smile, and a little more useless in kindness, this is the Song Baotian she wants to play.

From the day she changed her clothes, every action she took was what she imagined Song Baotian would do.

Including questioning An Wan later on why he alienated her, this is also what Song Baotian would do.

And in the end, he begged Yin Nian for mercy. Firstly, it was to prevent Yin Nian from turning on her when he was angry. Secondly... of course it was to be more like 'Song Baotian'.

You have to be disguised to the extreme so that no one will notice.

Sure enough, not even the Song parents noticed it.

I just didn't expect that a casually given sign would cause such a big sensation.

"But if it weren't for Yin Nian, I would never have thought that you are even pretending to be nice to Baotian. It turns out that I have never been loved by others, but I don't care now."

"That's fine. Although there are fewer people in the Song family now, the remaining ones are loyal and I can take care of them. Father, it feels really good to be the master of the family."

With a look of indifference on her face, she stared at the memorial tablet of Song's father and mother of Song and smiled, "Don't worry, I will use the blood child technique well on you two and Song Ye."

"It won't be wasted."
To be continued...