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

A bad premonition came to his mind, and Shen Jun seemed to have realized something and turned his head to stare at Qi Qingchuan.

Qi Qingchuan put one hand behind his back and walked slowly towards Shen Jun. His luxurious boots stepped over the string of candied haws that had been thrown on the ground and were covered with mud and had become dirty.

My mind inappropriately recalled what I had remembered when I was looking at the painting with Xian Yang in the room.

At that time, Shen Jun had not yet become a disciple of Qingyue Mountain. He was abandoned in the mountains and neglected when he was still an infant. He was picked up by a hunter in the mountains when he went out hunting and brought home.

The hunter did not raise him for nothing. When he was young, he was fed with porridge. When he grew up, he only gave Shen Jun a little food every day and made him do heavy work, such as splitting forks and boiling water. If he was disobedient, he would be beaten with a whip.

How could a young child withstand such hardship? Shen Jun was weak and often fell ill when he was young.

Once, he was so seriously ill, perhaps he had contracted some contagious disease, and when he had a fever, the hunter threw him aside and told him to fend for himself. Later, Shen Jun survived, but unfortunately the hunter died a few days after being infected by him.

Shen Jun became an orphan again. He was only seven years old at that time, with no relatives and unable to support himself.

Shen Jun had no choice but to go up the mountain every day to pick some wild fruits or vegetables to eat. Occasionally, if he was lucky, he could catch some pheasants or rabbits. Unfortunately, Shen Jun didn't know how to deal with them. If he caught them, he would just throw them into the fire, roast them, and eat them.

Without food, Shen Jun was so thin that he was almost skin and bones. He didn't know when he would die, but he didn't want to die. When the hunter died, Shen Jun didn't know what to do so he just let his body rot in the room.

At that time, Shen Jun had nightmares every night. He dreamed that the hunter came back and said he wanted to take him away. He said it was so cold underground. He asked Shen Jun why he didn't let him rest in peace. He was unwilling to accept this and wanted to drag Shen Jun to hell with him.

Shen Jun was so scared that he could only run away temporarily and found a cave in the mountains to sleep in. It happened to rain heavily that day and a fox ran into the cave to hide from the rain.

Shen Jun remembered that it was a very beautiful white fox with shiny fur all over its body. It did not look disheveled even after being caught in the rain, and was not surprised to see Shen Jun, probably because Shen Jun was so thin that he posed no threat to him.

The fox walked up to Shen Jun, stretched its neck and sniffed the scent on Shen Jun, seeming to be disgusted. He just sniffed it once and then immediately dodged away.

Shen Jun was so hungry that he had almost no strength left. When he saw the fox sniff him twice and then run away, Shen Jun thought of the hunter lying on the bed and already rotting. For a moment, he even had the illusion that he was beginning to rot as well.

As Shen Jun thought about this, his nose suddenly felt sore.

“Wuwuwu… Why do you also dislike me… Wuwuwu… Do I smell very bad? Am I going to die?… I… Wuwuwu…” Shen Jun cried and choked, unable to speak clearly.

He was afraid that the fox would eat him, but he was also afraid that the stench on his body would prevent the fox from eating him.

Unexpectedly, the fox heard his crying and slowly approached him. The fox stretched out its tongue and slowly licked Shen Jun's face. His tongue was wet and soft, making Shen Jun forget to cry for a moment.

The fox seemed to no longer dislike him and slowly lay down next to Shen Jun.

Fox fur is soft and warm, warmer than the damp, cold and hard cave and the hunter's woodshed.

The young Shen Jun stretched out his dirty hands and slowly hugged the white fox in his arms. Warmth came from his chest, but he couldn't help but shed tears again while hugging it.

The rain fell for a long time, with occasional flashes of lightning and thunder. Shen Jun was so scared that he hugged the fox's body tightly, fearing that if he let go, this only source of warmth would leave him.

He didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, the fox was gone. Shen Jun looked at the empty cave and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Didn't even the fox want to stay with him? He sat up slowly, curling up his thin body, not daring to cry too loudly, for he was afraid of attracting other wild animals, which would bite him to death.

Shen Jun kept sobbing, and gradually he ran out of strength to cry. He slowly fell to the ground with red and swollen eyes.

It's so cold, Shen Jun thought, why is it so cold? Is it like this before people die?

He was thinking randomly in his mind, if the fox came back after he died, would it eat his body as well? He didn't want to lie in bed and rot and stink like the hunter...

As he was thinking this, there was suddenly a noise outside the cave. Shen Jun raised his head with his last bit of strength and saw a white figure staggering in.

Shen Jun forced his eyes open, which were about to close. He saw the fox from last night running in with something in its mouth.

The fox had a pair of deep brown eyes, and it always seemed serious when it looked at Shen Jun.

The fox put the thing in its mouth on the ground and pushed it forward with the tip of its nose.

When Shen Jun smelled the fragrance emanating from the oil paper, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

He opened the oil paper bag and found four meat buns inside, still warm.

His tears began to flow again. He hated that he always cried because in the past, whenever he cried, the hunters would beat him, whip him, and slap him. Shen Jun was very scared, but the more he cried, the worse he would be beaten.

But now, he looked at the fox sitting obediently in front of him, and then at the meat bun in his hand, and tears fell again.

This was the only time in his memory that the food he had eaten was not spoiled and was not someone else's leftovers.

He ate with big mouthfuls, and did not forget to spread the oil paper on the ground and break the meat buns into pieces to share with the fox.

The fox refused to eat at first, but then he lowered his head and started eating in small bites.

With the company of the little fox, Shen Jun's life seemed less painful. The fox was very smart and knew to hide when it saw people. It would also bring back some food for Shen Jun from time to time.

At night, Shen Jun would sleep with the fox in his arms. The floor of the cave was always damp, but it would be much warmer if he held the fox in his arms.

But on this day, the fox went out and did not come back for a long time. This had never happened before. Shen Jun watched the sun above his head gradually climb to the center of the sky, but there was still no sign of the fox.

He thought of the traps that hunters had set in the mountains for hunting, and the animals whose legs were broken by the traps. He suddenly became afraid. He was afraid that the fox would fall into the human trap like the other beasts.

So the thin boy decided to go down the mountain to find the fox.

It was almost evening when he reached the town at the foot of the mountain. It was Shen Jun's first time in the town. Seeing children of his age being brought up by their parents, and being able to get what they wanted just by acting like a spoiled child, he felt a little envious.

Especially a bunch of red ones were held in a child’s hand. I don’t know what was wrapped on the outside. They looked shiny and round. The child took a bite and seemed to think they were not tasty, so he threw them away.

Shen Jun felt it was a pity when he saw it, so he secretly ran over after the person left, picked up the dirty things on the ground, dusted them off, and carefully held them in his arms.

It was completely dark. Shen Jun squatted in the corner of the street and felt extremely strange, but more of it was fear. He didn't know how to go back, nor did he know where to find the fox.

Wrapped in hunger and fear, he could not help but shiver in the corner, holding his thin body. "Kid" Shen Jun suddenly heard someone calling him.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed in white, who looked like an immortal. There was a jade plate hanging around his waist with two words written on it, but Shen Jun could not understand them.

"Kid, why are you hiding here? Are you hungry?" The man said as he bent down and picked him up, not minding that he was dirty.

"Whose child is left here?" another voice interrupted. Shen Jun looked up and felt that he must be starving to death. He actually saw four such immortals at the same time.

The four of them carried Shen Jun around the town and asked around, but no one claimed him. When they asked Shen Jun, he just kept repeating that he was looking for a white fox and that his home was in a cave.

A few people thought that Shen Jun was frightened and talking nonsense, but after checking his meridians, they found demonic energy in him.

Children of this age usually don't live long if they are infected by evil spirits.

After some discussion, they decided to take the child back to the mountain gate temporarily. Shen Jun noticed their intentions and he didn't want to go back with them, so Shen Jun struggled frantically.

A few people thought that he was infected by the evil spirit and had hysteria, so they sent a stream of spiritual power into him to calm Shen Jun down temporarily.

Shen Jun lay on top of the man, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred, and his hands could no longer hold the string of candied haws that he had originally intended to take back to eat with the little fox.

The candied haws fell to the ground, was stepped on and broke into pieces.