Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

It was an afternoon no different from any other, the sun was shining brightly, and Baijun habitually found a secluded place and lay in a large pile of fluffy and soft mushrooms to bask in the sun.

The warm winter sun pours down through the gaps in the woods, lazily falling on my body.

Baijun likes the feeling of being enveloped by the sun, which is warm and cozy. He can enjoy the pleasant temperature brought by the sun, empty himself for a short time, close his eyes and unload everything, without thinking about anything.

After basking in the sun, you can also soak in the hot springs nearby to eliminate a day's fatigue and then go back to have a good sleep.

This is one of the only daily leisure activities that he finds relaxing.

Because his daily routine has always been open to the public, everyone knows that he doesn't like to be disturbed when he is alone, and no one dares or will come, so he is not worried that there will be blind people disturbing him at this time, except -

"Are you here, friend? Hey, let me tell you a secret. I have a name! I finally have a name!"

The young man held a bunch of daisies in his arms and excitedly poked his head out from between the woods. He ran so fast in excitement that the daisies in his arms fell as he ran, but he was unaware of it and continued running fast.

By the time I reached the hot spring, the daisy in my arms had shrunk to only two-thirds of its original size.

The moment he saw the white fungus, the excitement on his face froze instantly, replaced by shock, confusion, stupefaction and helplessness.

"pat-"

The daisies he had been holding in his arms all the way fell to the ground, just like his mood, shattered into pieces.

Then I heard screams and a series of apologies: "Ahhh, sorry, sorry, sorry, I didn't know you were going to take a bath, sorry, sorry, sorry..."

His face suddenly turned red. After a brief moment of daze, he came to his senses and turned around and wanted to run.

Bai Jun held the shirt he had just taken off in one hand and grabbed the back of his neck with the other hand, easily stopping him from running: "Stop."

Bai Jun's voice was normal, no emotion could be heard, and even the volume was not raised, which seemed even lighter in such a quiet and empty place.

But these two light words were surprisingly effective. After hearing them, the young man became stiff all over and dared not move at all.

Bai Jun glanced at the daisies scattered on the ground and laughed: "You know what I'm doing at this time, but you still come to find me. But when you see me, you turn around and leave - what's in your head every day?"

"No, no, I came to look for you because I thought you were basking in the sun. If I knew you were... I definitely wouldn't have come here! Ah, no, no, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that I would choose a time when no one else is around to come look for you."

The boy explained as fast as if he was anxious to return a borrowed mouth. His brain couldn't keep up with the speed, so by the time he realized something was wrong, the words had already been spoken.

"You, you, I didn't mean that either, ah, I really, really am sorry..."

He collapsed quickly like a deflated ball.

All the chaotic sentences that could not be organized and pieced together finally turned into a clear and skillful "I'm sorry".

"Three minutes." Bai Jun said, "I'll give you three minutes. No matter what you come to me for, you'd better finish it within these three minutes."

After saying that, he threw the shirt he had just put down onto the tray specially used for clothes, and sat by the spring, patiently waiting for the countdown to his reply.

"It's nothing particularly important..."

Maybe because he felt guilty or for some other reason, the boy's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and it was almost inaudible at the end.

After more than ten seconds of silence, his voice continued:

"It's just that I finally have my own name, but I can't find anyone to share this with. I don't know who to tell, so I thought of you."

"I want you to know my name."

Bai Jun is actually not interested in this. To be precise, he is not interested in eight out of ten things in this world.

But he knew this person too well. It was unprecedented for him to take the initiative to come to him, and now he could come to him with great enthusiasm to share something with him, which was no less than raining in a sunny day.

For some rare things or people, white fungi are always generous and give extra patience than usual.

"Hmm. So what's your name now?"

The boy's tense body suddenly relaxed. He turned around, as if he had done a lot of construction, and slowly raised his head little by little. Finally, he met Bai Jun's gaze openly and said seriously and stubbornly: "Bai Zhen."

He said: "I named myself White Hazel, after the hazelnut."

The appearance of Bai Junshi at this moment was clearly reflected in the dark and round pupils.

She had snowy hair and white clothes, dark eyes and red lips, a clear red mole on the corner of her right eye, her eyes half-closed lazily, and a faint smile on her charming and bright face. She leaned casually against the stone wall beside the hot spring, just looking at him, and repeated casually:

"White Hazel?"