In this way, day after day, year after year, after many years, when I finally grew up and understood what the relationship between men and women is, I also inadvertently remembered many times the bizarre and strange story told by my mother every birthday, and asked curiously a few times, what happened to the old driver? Is the flying baby girl really the twin sister of that girl? What happened to the infatuated boy and the disaster girl? Did the girl who was inexplicably pregnant give birth to a boy or a girl? And then what's going on with that white point of light?

But every time my mother reluctantly told me that she would tell me every year on my birthday, and that I would fall asleep every time I heard the blue taxi explode and catch fire, even though I had seemed to be listening with relish before.

Therefore, the mother believes that this is the will of God, and the will of God cannot be violated, and it is best to go with the flow. She also made it clear to me that even if she told me that story every day, I would still fall asleep. So she won't tell me this story anymore, just let me be patient.

One day, I will naturally figure everything out, and when that day comes, I don't have to ask anyone, someone will tell me.

For so many years, although I still don't know the plot behind this story and the final ending, I still treat it as someone else's story and don't take it to heart. But when I inexplicably signed a soul contract with Princess Anhe yesterday, and today I came to the Nai He Bridge to listen to the terrifying prophecy story told by Meng Po and the "Lord of Yama", and when the "Lord of Yama" suspected that I was the one who was reincarnated with the white point of light, I suddenly understood everything.

It turns out that the girl in the bizarre story that my mother told me every birthday is actually my mother! She became pregnant because the white point of light entered through the beautiful mole in the center of her eyebrows, that is, the child in her womb was actually the reincarnation of the white point of light, and that child was me.

As for the infatuated boy in the story, it should be my father. Originally, he was also a rich second generation, but in order to live with my mother, he actually severed the father-son relationship with my grandfather, and even gave up his identity as the heir of a wealthy family, and willingly became an ordinary couple with my mother.

Thinking of this, I felt inexplicably warm in my heart, and I respected him even more. Because I am not his own flesh and blood at all, but he treats me as his own. In the past 20 years, I never thought that my father, who loved me so much, was actually just my adoptive father! I think that even if I never know who my biological father is in this life, I will not regret it, because it is enough to have such a loving and open-minded adoptive father in this life.

At the same time, I also understood why I grew so big, except for my aunt, I never saw other relatives again. For example, my grandparents, grandparents, uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts, and other relatives have never seen them, but I have never even heard of them, because my parents have never seen them in front of me. Although I had asked curiously a few times, none of them were willing to mention it, and their faces were sad, so I simply stopped asking because I was sensible.

After all, I am a child of unknown origin, and my mother has become a disaster, so that all her relatives are afraid of our family, so how can they come to see me! As for my father, all of my relatives are not related to me by blood, so they don't care about my existence.

And on my fifth birthday, my aunt, who came to see me, must have sneaked back from abroad. Because in his mother's story, it is mentioned that after his grandfather became a vegetative person, he has been receiving treatment in the best hospitals abroad, and the only person who accompanies him is his aunt.

No wonder my aunt came once on my fifth birthday and never came again. No wonder she always hugged me tightly that day, always pinched my nose very dotingly, kissed my little face, and looked like she would never see me again after that day.

I finally understood why my aunt called my mother's second sister, it turned out that she really had a twin sister, that is, the one who flew back and forth around her incubator strangely around my mother when she was born - a baby girl that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye. Because even my mother could only see her in dreams, I had never seen her before.

According to the seniority, I should call my mother's twin sister aunt, since it is a twin sister, obviously my aunt should look exactly like my mother. I don't know if I will ever have the opportunity to meet my aunt in this life, let alone how I will feel when I see a woman who looks exactly like my mother.

When I was a child, every time I saw my mother crying silently with a picture of my grandmother alone, I always innocently asked her why she missed her mother and didn't go to see her mother? Later, I couldn't bear to ask this question again, because I gradually became sensible, and I was only willing to talk about topics that made my mother happy, and once I found that some words would make my mother extremely sad and cry, I would secretly swear that I would never mention it again.

It wasn't until this moment that it dawned on me that my grandmother had passed away when my mother was sixteen years old. I just don't know why my grandmother died in the bathtub for no reason? And what is the reason for those clansmen who broke their legs for no reason, caught fire in their homes, and accidentally drowned their children? Could it be that my beloved mother is really a disaster? But how is that possible? How can a mother, who was so kind, tolerant, and gentle in my eyes since childhood, harm those people who have no grievances and no hatred?

I suddenly wanted to know the truth about what made my mother a disaster, who was behind all of this in the first place, and I didn't believe that all of this could be explained by providence and coincidence. I hate the word Disaster Star even more! Because it is the identity of the Disaster Star that makes my mother lonely and lonely, and she lives in this world extremely sadly, and she doesn't know what else to do except her husband and children.

She didn't know who else she could see except for my twin sister, who she could often see in her dreams, and my aunt, who was in a vegetative state who was seeking medical treatment abroad, and my little sister, who was studying abroad, my aunt, she had no relatives or friends to miss.

She could not even go to the grave of her own mother, my grandmother, because the ancestral hall and cemetery of her hometown did not allow her to come near the calamity, lest it disturb the slumber of her ancestors, destroy the fortune of the family, and bring disaster to all the clansmen.

When I think of the grievances and helplessness that my mother has endured over the past few decades, I go crazy! I think I'm really out of anger! But I don't know who to hate? I also hate myself for not knowing where I came from! Why am I a reincarnation of a point of light? Who am I? Who are my real parents?

If I hadn't warned me of the danger of the blue cab, my mother and father and the old driver would have died in the blue cab that suddenly exploded and caught fire! Was it an accident? Or was someone intent on killing the old driver? Or was it my parents who really wanted to kill the old driver?

But who can I threaten or offend if I am just an unborn baby?

And why was it that I was born before I was born to be a prophet and show miraculous abilities, but after I was born, I was so mediocre? Although I was admitted to university, I didn't get a good grade, but in the end, I couldn't even find an internship job.

And other classmates have entered large companies to realize their ideals. Even if the students who failed to enter a large company went to the sea to do business, they made a lot of money.

What's even more bizarre is that after I fell off the top bunk in the dormitory, which was so mediocre that no one knew, it seemed that my fate had suddenly changed! I was able to see the ghost princess in broad daylight, and I also signed a soul contract with her!

It was the most noble royal bloodline in ancient times, an artifact used for both husband and wife to sign a soul contract! Who would have thought that this artifact, which would cause the soul to fly away once the contract failed, was actually successfully signed by an inconspicuous silly boy of mine casually!

In just one night, I went from an ordinary college student to a son-in-law who everyone feared, and even married Princess Anhe, who was as beautiful as a flower!

Even the mysterious Meng Po and Huang Dong, the chairman of a world-renowned hotel group, have to treat me with courtesy! All this is too unbelievable! What the hell is wrong with me?

When Yang Chen and I came to Nai He Bridge to see Meng Po and Huang Dong, and listened to the terrifying prophecy told by the soul possessed by Meng Po's "Lord Yama", and after the "Lord Yama" said that I was the reincarnation of that white point of light, I inadvertently fell into deep memories, and I didn't listen carefully to what the "Lord of Yama" said later.

Because at that moment, I naturally remembered the bizarre story that my mother told me every Halloween, that is, my birthday, which I never heard, and suddenly I understood everything, and finally knew my absurd life experience.

It turns out that I am really the one who was reincarnated in the mouth of the mysterious white point of light, and the little beauty in the green skirt who signed the soul contract with me is a person who is reincarnated with a green point of light.