After Jun Hua had finished her story, Soujin rubbed her head, "What happens to the boys in the village?"
"I beat them up for good," Jun Hua grinned.
Soujin already guessed it. He moved his eyes to Jun Hua left hand and take the arm before caressing it. The scar from protecting her younger brother was still there. The mark had turned faint, but Soujin could see it clearly.
From what Ming Hui told him, he found out about Jun Hua's identity because of this wound. Indeed, this was the only wound that could be seen most easily compared with the wound on her shoulders. Remembering that incident, he felt bad because he was the reason she got that scar.
"The wound already heals. Maybe the scar will disappear in the future, you don't have to worry," Jun Hua smiled.
"Does your shoulder still hurt?"
"No, I got the wound a long time ago, there is no way the wound can still hurt now," Jun Hua shook her head, "Are you worrying about my body full of scars?"
"I am," Soujin admitted frankly.
