The day I was born was the traditional Ghost Festival. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, with lightning and thunder. Because there was a white spot on my back, like a white snake wrapped around me, my mother was frightened to death on the spot, and I was He was abandoned in the hospital as a freak, and was finally picked up and raised by his adoptive father in the countryside. Every birthday, I would dream about a white snake that would roll me into a snake den and let me associate with poisonous snakes. Until my eighteenth birthday, the white snake on my body Suddenly I opened my eyes and asked...I will return his love for three lifetimes...[Expand][Collapse]