novelraw Chapter 89 Am I a Jinx? (1) _1
Chapter 89 Am I a Jinx? (1) _1
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Am I a Jinx? (1) _1Xia Wan’an, looking at the cheerful young boy in the album, shook her head when she heard this: "No."
"Jingnian doesn’t have much impression of his older brother. His brother passed away when he was just three. When the news of his brother’s death arrived, he was busy playing with building blocks in the toy room, laughing so happily. His mother hadn’t been well since his birth. After his brother’s death, her health deteriorated day by day, and she followed her oldest son the next year. By then, he was four and understood what it meant for his mother to be gone."
"That event happened on the same day this photo was taken. Our whole family was in Y City because his birthday was the next day. His father flew in from Hong Kong a day early to celebrate his birthday with him. The outfit he’s wearing in the photo was his father’s birthday gift. He put it on as soon as he received it, and then his father took this photo."
"After dinner that day, his father drove him to pick out a birthday cake. Y City is a city in the mountains, known for winding mountainous roads everywhere. The place we stayed was a bit far from the city center, but still pretty close - one could still go around it in two hours. But until eleven o’clock that night, his father and him hadn’t returned yet."
"At the time, his father was with him, so we didn’t think anything would happen. We all thought his father had taken him out to play. But when they still hadn’t returned the next morning, we couldn’t stay calm. We immediately contacted the local authorities and started
Hearing this, Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but shudder deep inside.
She knew his father had passed away early but hadn’t known that he had watched his father die.
"Two days and nights in the mountains, pitch black at night, how could a five-year-old child not be scared."
"But luckily, he did pull through eventually. Slowly, he became indistinguishable from regular people, except he talked less and laughed less after that, stopped being naughty, became more sensible and mature...but it also broke my heart. Do you know, when he was eight, he asked me something that I remember clearly to this day. He asked me... Granny, am I a jinx..."