Those years when I was cannon fodder

Chapter 1.1

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Transmigration

"Wake up, my little fish"

"Don't leave me, Mother can't live without you, take me with you."

...

Ye Yu was dizzy. She heard the sobs of a woman. The voice was familiar as if it was her mother. But it couldn't be, her mother was dead, wasn't she?

Ye Yu's father was a policeman- an anti-narcotic officer. The kind whose identity is supposed to be concealed, lest the family be targeted. And yet, to no avail, one day, she and her mother were kidnapped when her mother was picking her up from school.

Ye Yu was young and couldn't remember all of what happened, but what would forever haunt her were the large tracts of blood flowing from her mother's body, the red color that had dyed her eyes, and the pervasive smell of rust that wrapped the little Ye Yu like a blanket.

After the incident, she became haemophobic and would go into shock when she saw blood.

And so she studied biomedicine. Her relatives and friends couldn't understand it, "you faint at the sight of blood and yet, you still want to be a doctor?"

Ye Yu just smiled

She didn't want to tell them that she studied biomedicine for pharmaceutical purposes, and that she had no interest in being an angel in white, saving people in the operating room. 

At the age of 22, she went to study abroad, graduated early, and returned to her own country, and under everyone's disbelief, she went to study Chinese medicine, more precisely, Chinese herbal medicine.

She made a lot of special medicines, made a lot of money, and was considered a young and promising woman in her circle. It seemed that everything was getting better, until her father died. It seemed that Ye Yu's sky had fallen over. Everything she remembers after that was chaos.Her father's calm hand and his thoughtful visage were stained with blood Her last memory seemed to be of a big explosion. The fire that started had completely burned her spirit out.

Ye Yu didn't expect that the next time she open her eyes, she would hear her mother's cry.

She remembers from her childhood- her mother likes to cry. When the family of three wasn't separated, When hot water fell on her hands, her mother would cry.

When she would try to cook and set the kitchen on fire, her mother would cry. When her father came back injured, her mother would cry...

And her father, such a cold person, under the offense of her mother's tears, could only comfort her, while he himself being at a loss.

So later, When only the two of them were left, her father would always say to her, "I and you are the knife, and your mother is our scabbard."

"The scabbard is gone, and the sword will be destroyed. so safe keep the scabbard."

Ye Yu also became a qualified knife. but Unfortunately, it was too late, the scabbard was gone. She never thought that she would hear this familiar cry again.

Ye Yu struggled to open her eyes, and in a trance, she saw a familiar face. Young and bright, the same face as her mother, clad in ancient clothes.