Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

In fact, Shen Yanfeng didn't have much hope of survival back then.

Every day, he woke up in despair, not knowing how to get through the day.

Shen Yanfeng never wanted to live that kind of dark life again without a ray of light.

If Shen Jun had not appeared in his life, Shen Yanfeng thought, he would have committed suicide the day after the village chief rescued him.

Because that night, when he was submerged in the icy river and the rushing water mixed with rocks hit Shen Yanfeng, he had already thought it through.

Perhaps this world doesn't need him.

His parents abandoned him, his fellow villagers hated him, and even God didn't like him.

Otherwise, why would a heavy rain fall and destroy all his hopes?

But God was merciful to him and allowed him to see Shen Jun the moment he opened his eyes.

"If it weren't for you, I might have been reincarnated into someone else's family."

Shen Yanfeng held Shen Jun in his arms and bent down to kiss the top of his head.

At that time, Shen Jun was still so young, and his pair of big watery eyes looked at Shen Yanfeng, which immediately made him feel needed.

It was a very wonderful feeling, and Shen Yanfeng couldn't describe it.

For the first few years of his life, he never seemed to be needed.

Or maybe he was too eager for some love and care, even if it was given by him to others.

"Brother, don't you think I'm annoying? I was clamoring to go home every day at that time." Shen Jun listened to Shen Yanfeng's words and asked softly in his arms.

"No, I just wondered how a child could cry so much, but then I thought, maybe it's because you still have hope and your family is waiting for you."

"But I have nothing left, even if I cry my eyes out I won't have anything."

Shen Yanfeng's tone was very flat, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"That must have been a tough time, being alone in the mountains."

Shen Jun savored Shen Yanfeng's words, and gradually tasted some bitterness from them.

Obviously, Shen Yanfeng was still so young at that time, and Shen Jun was taken care of by Shen Yanfeng after he left his mother, but what about Shen Yanfeng?

How did he survive those years alone?

Shen Yanfeng did not tell Shen Jun how difficult that period was for him.

He just hugged Shen Jun gently and said softly, "All the sufferings should be regarded as a prelude to God letting me meet you."

Even though it was bitter, even though it was full of thorns, even though Shen Yanfeng was covered in scars and bleeding, fortunately... fortunately Shen Jun appeared.

"With you, I am complete."

These were the last words Shen Jun heard before he fell asleep in Shen Yanfeng's arms.

The next morning, the two said goodbye to the village chief and his family.

But it was still early, so Shen Yanfeng took Shen Jun for a walk around the village.

Shen Jun said he wanted to see where Shen Yanfeng used to live.

So Shen Yanfeng, relying on his memory, took Shen Jun across the small bridge that had been repaired several times and became solid and wide, and came to the foot of a mountain.

There are only a few dilapidated walls on the not-so-high mountain.

Because this place had suffered a disaster, no one wanted to build a house here, so the previous buildings were left behind.

But things have changed dramatically, and this place is now overgrown with weeds.

"That's where I live." Shen Yanfeng said, pointing to a flat ground.

While other houses still had some walls left, the area Shen Yanfeng pointed to was just a patch of weeds.

"Nothing, right? Because it's a mud house, once the water hits, there's nothing left."

Shen Yanfeng explained patiently to Shen Jun.

"And here"

Shen Yanfeng pulled Shen Jun and changed direction.

The roots of the old tree under the bridge are still there, but they have been almost corroded by the river water.

"I was holding onto this tree root and was not washed away."

Shen Jun glanced at the place Shen Yanfeng pointed to.

It is hard to imagine how a child could wait for rescue in such an environment if the river water flooded.

"Brother..." Shen Jun looked at Shen Yanfeng and called out in a hoarse voice.

I wanted to say something comforting, but when the words came to my lips, the only thing left was the doctor.

"Okay," Shen Yanfeng raised his hand and touched Shen Jun's head, "Don't feel sorry for me, or I'll turn against you."

Shen Yanfeng threatened Shen Jun with a smile.

Shen Juncai didn't listen to his brother's nonsense. He felt a dull pain in his head and crashed into his brother's arms.

"It's okay. Fortunately, you held on."

Shen Jun said with a choked voice.

Shen Yanfeng hugged Shen Jun back and said, "Yeah, luckily I held on."

Later, they went to the entrance of the village, to the place where Shen Yanfeng used to take Shen Jun to play.

Although those memories are already very vague, revisiting the old place always makes people recall something.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Shen Junyou saw the gardenia.

Even in winter in the south, the leaves of gardenia remain green.

It seems to have infinite vitality, standing here, waiting for its old friends to return and see them off.

It is not the season for gardenias to bloom, and Shen Jun feels a little regretful.

"I remember it used to be very fragrant and you could smell it from a long distance away."

Shen Jun walked up to the gardenia and gently stroked its green leaves.

"Maybe we have to wait until it blooms." Shen Yanfeng looked at Shen Jun with gentle eyes.

"Huh? What is this?"

As Shen Jun spoke, he squatted down and looked at the seedling that had just emerged in front of him.

"It's amazing that it has sprouted new buds at this time."

Even in the south, it is still winter, so the temperature is naturally not too high.

Shen Yanfeng also noticed the seedling, "In this kind of weather, it will be hard for it to survive even if it comes out."

After listening to Shen Yanfeng, Shen Jun was silent for a few seconds before saying, "What a pity, it's so small."

Seeing Shen Jun's regretful expression, Shen Yanfeng thought for a few seconds before saying, "Maybe we can take it back."

"Really?" Shen Jun looked up excitedly, his eyes lit up for a moment but soon dimmed again.

"But...it seems to be even harder to keep it alive in the north. What if it dies after I bring it back?"

Shen Jun didn't want to see anything die in front of him anymore.

But Shen Yanfeng said, "Give it a try. What if it works? How do you know if you don't try?"

So, the two of them set out on their journey home with a tiny sprout.

Maybe Shen Yanfeng is right, but how would we know if we don’t try?

Even though this is a difficult flower to grow, Shen Jun believes that as long as he is careful enough, he may be able to keep it alive.

When leaving the village again, Shen Yanfeng had a flower from his hometown and a pot of soil from his hometown in his luggage.

After returning home, Shen Jun immediately looked up some tips online and even built a plastic greenhouse for the flowers to maintain the temperature.

During the days before school started, Shen Jun spent almost all of his energy taking care of Xiao Miao.

Under Shen Jun's careful care, Xiao Miao survived, but Shen Jun fell ill.