Escape After Rebirth

The icy touch of the mobile phone screen on my fingertips jolted me awake. The electronic calendar on the wall read the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, exactly seven days before the Ghost Festival. I have been reborn. This realization surged through my limbs like an electric current, making me tremble uncontrollably. Memories from my past life flooded in like a tidal wave—pain, resentment, despair—almost swallowing me whole again. I remember clearly: it was today when ten "Top-Tier Virtual Gift" effects suddenly appeared in my sister Eve Young's live stream room. Behind that dazzling light lay a deadly scheme of Restless Spirits, but when I earnestly warned them, all I received was the whole family's accusations and resentment. "You just can't stand to see Eve doing well!" Father Jimmy Young glared at me, his eyes full of disgust. "Sister, how could you think that? This is just the fans showing their love for me." Eve Young pouted helplessly, as if I had committed some unforgivable crime. Mother Mindy Lopez pointed directly at my nose and cursed, "Jinx! Don't be a crow bringer here, get out immediately!" In the end, they locked me in a small dark room, and I died there, swallowed by endless fear and despair. That cold, bone-chilling feeling still seemed to cling deep in my marrow. The phone screen lit up—a message from Eve Young: "Sis, come check out my live stream! There's a huge surprise!" I took a deep breath, stifling the storm of emotions rising inside me. This time around, I won't be the one who toils in vain anymore. I opened Eve's live stream, and sure enough, ten Top-Tier Virtual Gift effects were exploding one after another across the screen, while the chat flooded with awe and envy. Eve's face beamed with pride as she kept thanking her viewers through the camera. I picked up my mobile phone and typed a message: "Congratulations, little sister. Looks like your fans are really supportive. Make sure you seize the opportunity." A notification popped up confirming the message was sent. I stared at the screen, a cold smirk curling at the corner of my lips. Since they don't believe me, I'll just let things be. But this time, I have to look out for myself. I opened my browser and searched for the procedures to transfer household registration. In my past life, I was bound by family ties—and that led me to such an end. This time, I will completely break away from this family, transfer my household registration, and sever all ties with them from now on.