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My sister was an angel descended from heaven, while I was a debtor reborn.

At five, I bit to death a mad dog in the village.

At seven, I burned down a neighbor's house.

At eight, I drowned my childhood friend.

The whole village feared and hated me, wanted to burn me alive to rid the evil, only my twin sister always protected me, pleaded for me.

To appease the villagers' anger, my parents sent me to a mental asylum for ten years.

But on the day I was discharged, I learned that my sister had been bullied by the school tyrant and committed suicide.

Guarding my sister's cold corpse, mother with red eyes said to me, "If you really are a debtor ghost, then go get back what your sister is owed!"

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I stood before the coffin, unable to accept for a long time that the disfigured person lying inside was my twin sister.

And beneath her clean shroud was a shocking array of scars.

Burn marks, knife wounds, cuts, layered upon each other.

Witnessing my sister's miserable state, my heart felt as if it was being scraped with a knife.

Just because my sister's best friend was jealous of her beauty, she incited the school tyrant to drag my sister into the woods and violate her for a day and a night.

By the time she was rescued, my sister was already on the brink of death.

However, when our parents went to the school, the school tyrant showed not the slightest remorse, but was instead extremely arrogant.

Dad tried to go into town to petition for justice for my sister, but he was blocked halfway and beaten into lifelong paralysis.

Not only that, the best friend spread rumors at school, saying my sister seduced classmates into compensated dating.

Ultimately, my already tortured sister completely broke down, and on the day before I was discharged, she slit her wrists and committed suicide.

I reached out and caressed my sister's cold cheek.

I could touch her body, but could no longer feel her vitality.

During the ten years I was confined in the mental asylum.

It was my sister who insisted on visiting me every year, telling me stories, teaching me to read.

She even held my hand and said, once I was released, she would take me to see the world and make up for the past regrets.

But now that I'm finally out, why are you not keeping your word?

Seeing me standing in front of the coffin, silently for a long time, my mother, haggard beyond recognition, clenched her teeth, brought out my sister's school uniform, and with red eyes looked at me: "Don't you love your sister the most? If you really are a debtor ghost reborn, then go get back what your sister is owed!"

Only my parents knew, my sister was the one person this debtor ghost cared for in the world.

The mad dog I bit to death at three was because it wanted to harm my sister, I leapt ahead of it, biting it to death.

When the neighbor was drunk and tried to make a move on my sister, I burned their house after discovering it.

My childhood friend was a bad seed, who wanted to push my non-swimming sister into the river, but I reversed it and pushed them into the well to drown.

My sister was an angel reborn, and also the only seal on this debtor ghost.

But now, she was dead, and my seal was released.

"Fine!"

I nodded to my mother, then changed into the school uniform, and cut my hair into the same short style as my sister's.

Finally, picking up the knife, I carved scars into my body one by one, just like my sister's.

Blood dripped from the tip of the knife, and I not only felt no pain, but instead a thrilling pleasure.

I faced the mirror, trying hard to mimic my sister's smile.

Sister, from today onward, I am you.

My mother looked at me in a daze, subconsciously reaching out to touch my face, but the next second, she covered her face and cried bitterly.

Because I am Tang Juan, not the real Tang Fei.