Hand Medicine Fragrance

Chapter 1
Chai Sujin was dragged by the neighbor's aunt and ran to Yang's gold shop, only to hear the aunt in front of her panting call her: "Hurry up, I'm afraid it will be too late..." Before the aunt's words fell, there was a deafening scream.

"Ah, ah, ah—"

Chai Sujin's ears were buzzing, and she didn't know who pushed her. She watched a young and beautiful woman rush towards a speeding carriage.

Her soft body was knocked away like a puppet, drawing an arc in the air, and bang—landed not far from her feet.

Hot blood splashed on Chai Sujin's pale and stiff face.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and she couldn't hear the sounds around her at all.Blood covered her vision, and the bright red with body temperature dripped down her pale pink collar along her pale cheeks, and the hand-embroidered butterflies were all dyed the color of blood.

"mother……"

Her lips twitched, and she let out a call in an inaudible way.

This was the first time she called out this title in the two days since she woke up.

It was also the last time. The woman lying in the pool of blood was lifeless.

Only then did the neighbor's aunt suddenly come back to her senses, she took a step forward and quickly covered her eyes with her hand, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my sister is not afraid! My sister is not afraid!"

Chai Sujin stood still, and the scene of her mother crashing to death in front of her was like an electric shock, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

The memory hidden in the original owner's body surged up like a tide in an instant, engulfing her completely.

It's my mother, gentle and virtuous, who uses her weak shoulders to protect her who is so inferior and afraid to see others because of her ugly face...

It was my mother, who was proficient in poetry and books, who told stories one after another to encourage her during her gloomy days...

It's my mother, with ingenuity and ingenuity, who made all kinds of things for her to accompany her in her lonely childhood without playmates...

Mother would even comfort her gently when she was hurt and humiliated... But at this moment, she could only watch her die miserably at her feet.

"Mother—" she yelled, pushed the aunt's hand away, and threw herself on the woman.

When facing her mother, she was no longer the blank and indifferent feeling when she just woke up, this feeling of suddenly possessing and suddenly losing, it turned out to be so painful, so painful.

"Mom, where is my mother? Where is my mother?" A boy's voice came from behind.

Chai Sujin didn't look back, tears blurred her vision and couldn't stop.

"Sister, why is mother lying on the ground? Hurry up and help mother up!" The young man shook her shoulders, "Is mother sleepy? Go back to sleep! Go home and sleep!"

Chai Sujin's tears fell like broken threads.The boy's voice and unstoppable shaking caused her to collapse in an instant the emotions that she hadn't fully released yet.

"Let go!" she snapped.

The young man seemed to be startled by her, flinched for a while, his face was a little puzzled and aggrieved, "Sister, don't be angry, brother Xuan, did you get into trouble again? Brother Xuan is wrong, sister hit me and scolded me, don't be angry Don’t ignore brother Xuan, mother is also angry..."

Chai Sujin frowned, seeing his pitiful appearance, her heart became more and more irritable.

The people watching the bustle around did not dare to go forward, they all huddled in the shops facing the street and probed their brains.

Only the people in the gold shop of Yang's family, hugging their shoulders, looked at them mockingly and gloatingly, pointing at the siblings and whispering from time to time.

"Sister, brother Xuan is with you, help my mother go back to sleep! It's cold on the street, it will freeze, mother, mother..."

"Shut up! Mother is not asleep, she is dead! Do you understand that she is dead?" Chai Sujin yelled while suppressing her anger.

When every word was squeezed out between her teeth, it had a ferocious taste.

The young man looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't understand her anger and grief.

She took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and looked at the Yang family gold shop with red eyes and great anger, "What happened here, should you Yang family give me an explanation?"

She was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she was obviously a weak and deceitful girl.But at this moment, not only the people in the Yang family's gold shop who she looked at coldly felt a kind of coldness, even the people all over the street felt a kind of inexplicable depression, permeated by her aura.

In the Yang's shop, a sneer suddenly came out, "Oh, explain? Mrs. Ji crashed and died in front of my house for no reason, is she trying to blackmail my Yang family?"

(End of this chapter)