The Chu Family, Thick with Yin Energy

Although she had long guessed that her son was no ordinary child, wasn't this a little too extraordinary?

Being able to hear her son's thoughts was already miraculous enough. How could he see the yin energy around a house too? And this was Fu Siwen's home! Wouldn't the people living here be affected?

But on second thought, she could already hear his thoughts, so it did not seem all that strange for Su Leyun to see bizarre things.

She did not show it, merely pulling Su Leyun closer in her arms.

The four of them entered the living room together. A middle-aged man and a half-grown boy were sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, watching television together.

Hearing someone come in, the two stood and walked over. They were not surprised to see Su Minghui, instead greeting her with polite nods and smiles.

"We're back!" Chu Yanxiao trotted forward, grabbed one person with each hand, and pulled them over. Then he began introducing them excitedly. "This is my dad and big brother!"

"Hello. I'm Siwen's husband. I often hear Siwen talk about you. You're very welcome to visit our home."

The man was around forty, handsome and tall. Even in comfortable loungewear, it was clear that he worked out. The faint lines on his face did not make him look old; instead, they gave him the charm of a mature man.

Wow, a grown-up version of Chu Yanxiao!

Hearing that, Su Minghui subconsciously compared their faces. Sure enough, they looked as though they had been cast from the same mold. Outwardly, she simply nodded politely. "I'm really sorry to trouble you for the next few days."

"You're too polite. Siwen's friend is my friend." Father Chu was exceptionally gentle. After greeting Su Minghui, he naturally took the bag from Fu Siwen's hand and softly asked whether she was tired after being out all day.

Chu Yanxiao was used to seeing his parents being affectionate, so he continued his introduction. "Dad, big brother, this is my little wife and Auntie Su!"

"Dad, isn't my little wife adorable? You can't be mean to him from now on."

Father Chu could not help laughing. "Since you've said so, how would Dad dare be mean to him?"

Seeing the close relationship between father and son, Su Minghui could not help thinking of Zhou Guomin's attitude toward the children. Comparing people really could make one furious!

The little boy beside the man also politely greeted Su Minghui. "Hello, Auntie. Hello, little brother. My name is Chu Xuan."

After speaking, he broke into a violent coughing fit. Father Chu hurriedly patted his back to help him catch his breath.

Su Minghui could not help looking at him a few more times. Chu Xuan's face was pale, as were his lips, and his frame looked somewhat thin and small. At a glance, he clearly seemed to be in poor health.

Su Minghui had heard other friends talk about this child before. He seemed to have been frail since birth, with extremely poor health from childhood. He could barely go out; every time he did, he would fall ill, and once sick, he would not recover for several months.

That was also why, despite already being eleven, he had not started elementary school. Instead, tutors were invited to teach him at home.

At first, the Chu Family had sought doctors and medicine everywhere. Yet after consulting every renowned physician and medical expert they could find, from traditional Chinese medicine to Western medicine, no one could determine what was wrong with him. Fortunately, it had never endangered his life. Over time, the family grew used to his frailty, gave up searching for the root cause, and simply took extra care of him.

Su Minghui was looking at Chu Xuan with sympathy when she suddenly heard Su Leyun's voice again.

Oh, so the yin energy filling this house is coming from Chu Xuan.

Her hand clenched at once, and the way she looked at Chu Xuan became somewhat awkward. Although she did not know what the yin energy Su Leyun mentioned actually was, it did not sound like anything good.

Chu Yanxiao also curiously examined his brother, his eyes full of confusion. His brother looked perfectly clean, and his little face was fair too. Where was this yin energy?

What a vicious scheme. Not only was Chu Xuan's fate switched, but he also has something filthy following him. That thing has been feeding on Chu Xuan's vital essence, which is why his body is so weak. If his fate isn't switched back soon, Chu Xuan probably won't survive one cycle before he dies.

Su Leyun's eyes shone as he stared straight behind Chu Xuan. In his eyes, Chu Xuan's entire body was shrouded in black mist. A deformed little ghost coiled around him like a venomous snake, one hand thrust into Chu Xuan's body and tightly clutching his heart, while the other gripped his throat.

Fortunately, strands of golden light occasionally flew over and entered Chu Xuan's body, scorching the little ghost until it let out resentful sighs and did not dare make any further move against him.

Was that merit? But where could such a young child have gained any merit?

If it was not from this life, then it had to be from a past life. Could Chu Xuan have been one of his pitiful former colleagues?

As if it sensed Su Leyun's gaze, the little ghost let out wave after wave of warning snarls.

Su Minghui followed his gaze, but she could not see anything. Just then, a gust of wind passed by, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

One cycle was twelve years, and Chu Xuan was already eleven. She remembered that his birthday was this month. According to Su Leyun, did that not mean Chu Xuan would not even live past this month?

That thought made cold sweat break out across Su Minghui's back. Looking again at the happy family, she found the feeling even harder to put into words.

Although Chu Yanxiao did not understand some of the words, he heard the word "die" loud and clear, and he understood what it meant.

At the beginning of that year, an elderly man Chu Yanxiao had liked very much disappeared. Everyone said that he had died. From that day on, Chu Yanxiao understood that death meant never seeing that person again.

He was still just a child. At the thought of never seeing his brother again, Chu Yanxiao was terrified out of his wits. He threw himself onto Chu Xuan, crying and shouting that he did not want his brother to leave.

Fu Siwen and Father Chu were both baffled. Chu Yanxiao had long passed the age of crying endlessly at the slightest thing, so why had he suddenly become like this today?

The two hurried to soothe him. Chu Xuan repeatedly promised that he was not going anywhere, but Chu Yanxiao remained so frightened that he kept crying and could not stop no matter what.

Su Leyun tried hard to cover his ears with his little stubby hands, but Chu Yanxiao's voice was incredibly penetrating and still made him restless.

Can't he just go to sleep now?

Before long, Chu Yanxiao fell asleep against Fu Siwen's chest, crystalline teardrops still clinging to his lashes.

Fu Siwen carefully carried him back to his room, while Father Chu went to arrange for Chu Xuan to sleep as well.

Su Minghui sat on the living room sofa, still shaken.

She lowered her head to look at Su Leyun. Though he did not know why she had suddenly become so solemn, he still hugged her hand and gave her a sweet smile.

Her emotions were extremely complicated at that moment.

It would have been one thing if she did not know, but now that she did, Su Minghui could not possibly stand by and watch something happen to Chu Xuan.