Is it necessary to swallow your anger like this? You can't make much money, so wouldn't it be better to move out and live a peaceful life?

However, what surprised Jin Zi was that although her mother's work situation was getting worse year by year, her family's living standard did not seem to get significantly worse.

Basically maintained at a stable level, it has not declined because her mother has fewer and fewer guests. What’s even more amazing is that Jin Zi remembers that her mother seemed to have prepared many necessary supplies for the future before she was born: from one year old to ten years old

Year-old clothes, various toys and dolls that girls love, bows corresponding to various ages from childhood to adulthood, headbands, hairpins and even cosmetics...

These things were locked in the closet in the corner of the room by her mother. Because she was so well prepared, Jin Zi always had the idea that no matter what was missing, everything must be in that magical closet.

Perhaps these are the savings accumulated by my mother when she was in the spotlight? Maybe the current household subsidy is also her past savings. It’s just that my mother had long expected that she would give birth to a daughter, so she did this

Are you ready? Occasionally Jin Zi thinks about this, and feels an inexplicable touch in his heart.

And in the closet, there is the most magical thing, the thing that Jin Jin has been most curious about since he was a child - it is a beautiful enamel bottle with a blue-purple base and a pattern of alternating dark blue and white squares. The small bottle

There is also a rose drawn with gold thread wrapped around the cover, which is profound and delicate.

Jin Zi naturally wanted to take such a beautiful thing into her hands and play with it, but every time she even glanced at the enamel bottle, let alone touched it, she would be scolded by her mother, and sometimes even beaten.

Jin Zi originally thought that her mother hated this thing, but the strange thing was that although she always threw the enamel bottle into the deepest part of the closet every time, and handcuffed it with several locks, it was like locking up a strange fire-breathing dragon forever.

Don't want it to be released.

But after a while, she would frantically search for the key, pull open the lock that she had hung with her own hands, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, tightly grasp the enamel bottle deep in the closet, and then open it.

Take the lid and dip a little flour-like substance from the inside onto the tip of your tongue.

Afterwards, her eyes will become empty and void, and her whole person will seem to be freed from the sufferings of the world, as if she is exuding a quiet and carefree light from the inside out.

What is this kind of powder? Is it very sweet powdered sugar? What makes her mother so intoxicated? Jin Zi wants to ask, but she doesn't dare because her mother will scold her even if she just mentions this magical little bottle.

But Jin Zi discovered that the frequency with which his mother opened the enamel bottle seemed to become more and more frequent as he grew older - at first it was once or twice a month, and when his perseverance was good, it would even happen every few months.

I never opened it, but gradually it became once a week, several times a week, and finally I was immersed in the intoxication of that magic powder every day.

No matter how much she didn't understand, Jin Zi could vaguely sense that the powder didn't seem to be a good thing - but it was too late by then. One day, she found that her mother had swallowed half the bottle of powder, and then laughed wildly.

After struggling, he could no longer breathe.

She cried and wanted to pick up her mother, but when she passed the open enamel bottle, she suddenly felt a strange feeling, like an electric shock passing through her brain.

This wonderful and unique feeling does not seem strange at all, but instead carries a sense of familiarity deeply engraved in the blood.

It is as if I have tasted the taste of this magic powder before I came to this world. It is so magical that it can make people forget all their troubles, sadness and pain.

As if by mistake, Jin Zi reached out his hand to the bottle of sin, and followed his instinct to get a little bit of powder onto the tip of his tongue, and then it was like millions of lightning bolts exploding in his confused body.

This is the feeling - yes! I have always felt that I am missing something, but it turns out that this is the thing that can make my life complete.

Even if I later understood all the gold, I still don’t know why I am so prone to addiction, because when most people first get involved in drugs, they will first feel uncomfortable and resistant, and then slowly develop addiction.

But gold was different. She found that every cell in her body seemed to have been accustomed to this strange taste for a long time. It even seemed like it had been in drought for a long time, and was waiting for this poisonous nectar to nourish it.

So, she fell into the trap without any surprise - the remaining powder in the enamel bottle quickly ran out. Because she was too young to accept guests, she was kicked out of Flower Street and lived outside.

But the most painful thing for her was that there was no moisture from that powder. She was like a zombie, staggering on the cold streets in winter. She was about to die of hunger and cold, but suddenly someone handed her a packet of

Familiar powder.

Jin Zi looked up and saw that the man was wearing a brown down hat with a very low brim that almost covered his eyes, while the collar of his windbreaker was very high, covering his mouth and half of his nose.

The man asked Jin Zi to follow him, and if she performed well enough, he would give her this medicine powder. Jin Zi had no choice and never thought of any other choice.

So, she got a fictitious identity and corresponding passport, took a ship, and came to this strange city for the first time, but it was the hometown of her biological mother. Before settling in Bishan District, she had followed that man many times.

People who have experienced similar experiences to me have moved to several locations.

The man would often assign them tasks, but most of them were related to selling this kind of powder. However, as Jin Zi grew up, she gradually understood what this so-called magic powder was and began to resist the man's orders.

, unwilling to sell this devilish drug to others.

And that person didn't use any severe punishment to force Jin Zi to submit - he only used the most efficient and most bloodless method, which was to stop supplying Jin Zi with her daily needs and make her have to use money to do so.

Purchase powder.

She once wanted to force herself to quit, but she couldn't do it. She couldn't do it at all. It was too difficult to rely on herself - all the money she earned from working, all the chips she wanted to save so that she could live a normal life.

In the end, it all turned into an illusory carnival in the madness of the night.
Chapter completed!