Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Bai Xiong's right eye has been twitching a lot lately.

This situation started about four or five days ago.

Especially after the news broke that someone was brutally murdered with 46 stab wounds at the Dream East Villa.

Bai Xiong knew the person who was tortured and killed; to be precise, Bai Xiong's father knew him.

At that time, Bai Xiong was only four or five years old, and he always felt uncomfortable in his chest.

The feeling was like having a power source installed in his heart; whenever the power source was activated, Bai Xiong would feel waves of radiating pain.

Moreover, as Bai Xiong grew older, the pain became more and more intense, eventually even causing him to have difficulty breathing.

One day, the father took Bai Xiong to get a medical check-up, and then went to Mingyue City to meet someone.

Bai Xiong still remembers the man's appearance. He was a very honest-looking middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt with only two buttons fastened. The open collar revealed a Buddhist amulet around his neck.

The middle-aged man grinned at Bai Xiong. "Kid, is your heart bothering you?"

Bai Xiong nodded.

The older man squatted down in front of Bai Xiong, squeezed his little hand, and said, "How about Uncle Hui finds you a good one?"

Bai Xiong didn't understand what the uncle meant at the time, but his father urged him from the side, "Quickly thank Uncle Zhang Hui!"

Bai Xiong obediently said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang Hui!"

The older man gently patted Bai Xiong's little face and said with a smile, "Good boy, it's nothing, leave it to your uncle!"

About six months later, one day, Uncle Zhang Hui, whom Bai Xiong had only met once in Mingyue City, came to their door with two people and a moving sack.

Bai Xiong remembered clearly that when Uncle Zhang Hui came in that day, he smiled and said to him, "Congratulations, kid!"

He then handed a document to his father and said simply, "Perfect match!"

Upon hearing this, the father quickly handed over a suitcase filled with money that he had prepared beforehand to Uncle Zhang Hui.

That was also the first time Bai Xiong realized that his father, whose salary was not high, was actually so rich.

Bai Xiong later realized that although his father's salary was not high, he could help many people do things that ordinary people could not, so he was very rich and highly respected.

Then, right in front of him, Uncle Zhang Hui untied the sack and pulled out a little boy about his own age, just like he was carrying a dog.

The little boy's name is Summer.

Over the next two or three years, Xia Tian grew up alongside Bai Xiong, and the two became very good friends.

The two children's most frequent game is to lie on each other's chests and listen to each other's heartbeats.

Summer would always say to Bai Xiong with a smile, "I want to hear your heartbeat."

Happy times are always fleeting, and everything ended when Bai Xiong was eight years old.

That summer, my father took them on a trip to southern Thailand.

In a top-tier private medical facility, Bai Xiong and Xia Tian lay on separate hospital beds.

A group of kind-looking uncles and aunts in white coats surrounded them, including Bai Xiong's father.

"Mr. Bai, we have already checked, and your child's heart is a perfect match for the donor heart you brought. We can start the surgery at any time."

Bai Xiong and Xia Tian turned around and looked, but neither of the two children noticed the so-called "sample".

At this moment, Bai Xiong's father walked to Xia Tian's bedside, a hint of sadness on his face, and asked, "Son, Bai Xiong is your good friend, isn't he?"

Summer opened her eyes wide and nodded.

"He's sick now, would you be willing to help him live?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Tian quickly nodded.

Bai Xiong's father smiled and stepped aside, then turned and nodded to the doctor in the white coat standing to the side.

The doctor stepped forward, looked at Xia Tian, ​​and asked, "Do you know what you're going to face next?"

Summer slowly shook her head.

The doctor touched Xia Tian's chest with a ballpoint pen, then pointed to Bai Xiong beside him and said, "You will give your heart to him. He will live, but you will... die."

Summer was frightened. He hesitated, "Why...why me?"

The doctor smiled and said, "Who can really predict fate?"

Xia hesitated for a while. He glanced at his good friend, thinking that Bai Xiong would speak up for him. But the gaze from the hospital bed next to him kept glancing toward his heart.

Summer panicked immediately.

He realized that all the carefree and happy times of the past few years were just for this day.

Xia Tian once thought that he had simply left his biological parents and found richer, better parents, but now he realizes that he was wrong!

"I want my mom!"

"I want my dad!"

"I don't want to give my heart to anyone! I don't want to!"

Summer jumped off the hospital bed crying loudly; however, he was only an eight-year-old child.

The doctor grabbed him with one hand, and as he panicked and helpless, the doctor pointed to the ward door and said, "Child, run! Run out that door and no one will want your heart!"

So Xia Tian turned around and ran towards that door. As he ran, his little mind was still thinking about what to do after he got out.

How should we eat?

How do I get home?

How can I get in touch with my parents?

But just as he reached the door, a nurse reached out and pulled him back inside.

He was horrified to discover that the adults were all watching him with amusement.

Summer didn't give up. He ran towards the door again, only to be carried back by the nurse.

He kept running, but the result was the same.

Run, keep running, keep running...

Gradually, as he realized that his small body was finally too tired to move, he understood—

No matter how hard I try, these adults can easily wipe out all my efforts with just a wave of their hand.

Just then, a scalpel was thrown in front of Xia Tian. It was the same doctor. He drew a circle on Xia Tian's chest and said, "Child, do you want to change your fate? Look closely, this is your heart."

"If I were you, I would rather die than donate my heart to someone else."

Summer picked up the scalpel, wanting to point the tip at the adults who were laughing and joking at him, but he didn't have the strength.

He knew that even if he had the strength, he couldn't hurt these adults.

So, Xia Tian turned the knife around and aimed the tip at the circle the doctor had drawn on his heart, but then he hesitated.

He's so young, he wants to live!

As a result, a pair of large hands pressed down on his tender little hands, and the sharp scalpel was effortlessly pierced into his small body.

In the final moments of his life, Xia Tian heard the following conversation beside him: "Alright, Mr. Bai, the child has taken his own life. As his adoptive father, you have the right to decide how to handle the child's remains."

"All procedures are compliant, and we can provide you with all the necessary documentation. You will not encounter any problems when you return to your home."

"If the police investigate, just have them contact us. We are a legitimate medical institution."

"Don't worry, the incision is on the right side, it won't hurt your heart."

"OK, let's start the surgery once the body has recovered a bit..."

Summer's small mind didn't understand until his death that from the moment he was abducted, his fate was to donate his heart to someone else.

The seemingly kind doctor told him about the way to change his fate, which he firmly believed in, but it was nothing more than a flimsy lie from those adults.

......

"Brother Xiong? Brother Xiong!"

"Look at that boy on the street, he's quite handsome!"

Hearing the woman's voice in his ear, Bai Xiong suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he had been daydreaming while driving.

Looking at the road ahead, Bai Xiong glanced at the roadside and noticed a boy in white standing at the entrance of the police station. He looked quite handsome.

Bai Xiong immediately scoffed, "Hmph, what's the use of being handsome?!"

"So you still have to stand on the roadside in the rain, don't you?"

"Damn it, wearing all white on a rainy day, what a show-off!"

With that, Bai Xiong stepped on the gas, and whoosh!

The BMW sped past Yang Ning, kicking up clouds of mud.

Bai Xiong glanced smugly at the boy in white through the rearview mirror. "Serves you right for showing off! You deserve it!"

Suddenly, Bai Xiong's expression changed drastically. He slammed on the brakes, and screeching—

Due to the slippery roads caused by rain, the BMW crashed into the roadside guardrail!

The woman in the passenger seat was terrified, and Bai Xiong in the driver's seat was equally horrified!

He stared intently at the BMW's rearview mirror. He saw the boy in white standing by the roadside holding the hand of a pale-faced little boy. The little boy looked... a bit like Xia Tian.

Even after so many years, Bai Xiong still remembers what summer looked like.

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