Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

"Okay, I rescued you and treated you so well, but your favorability towards me was still negative before."

But after a while, he digested this negative emotion.

"Since you are so badly injured, I won't blame you."

"But... you can say..."

What Shen Xi didn't know was that Shen Xunzhi had been looked down upon and scolded so much since he was a child, and just this 5% favorability was enough to make him completely trust him.

Shen Xi was slightly startled, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face. He gently patted Shen Xunzhi's shoulder and said, "If you want to talk, then tell me. If you don't want to talk, that's fine. I won't force you."

Shen Xunzhi bit his lip, as if he was hesitating about where to start. After a long while, he slowly said, "I was born in a remote mountain village. I have never seen my father, but I know that my mother seems to hate him very much. At home, I cannot mention anything about my father.

Once my mother is mentioned, I will get angry.

Most of the old scars on my body were caused by her when she was alive. After she passed away, I had to do all kinds of rough and heavy work to survive in exchange for the little food I ate.

The villagers were not very willing. I worked hard every day chopping wood and collecting herbs in the mountains, but I could only exchange it for a little bit of food.

The bullies in the village also thought I was easy to bully and would come to trouble me from time to time. The people in the village thought I was the one who killed my parents, so no one was willing to help me.

That’s how I grew up until I was 12 years old.”

Shen Xunzhi had his back to Shen Xi, so Shen Xi couldn't see his expression, but his tone was extremely calm when he talked about his past, and it was this calmness that made Shen Xi even more heartbroken.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Shen Xunzhi's shoulder. With a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, he said, "You suffered a lot in those years. You shouldn't have endured this.

He held Shen Xunzhi in his arms, as if he was protecting the most precious treasure in the world, and whispered: "It's all in the past. No one will treat you like this again. I will protect you and make you happy. Those who have hurt you, don't even think about getting close to you again."

"Thank you, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system prompt sounded.

"Congratulations, host. The favorability of the main character has increased by 15%. It is currently 20%."

After soaking, Shen Xi first got out of the bath. He took out two pieces of clothes from his storage ring, put on one of them, and then used magic to cut the other one into a size that Shen Xunzhi could wear.

After finishing everything, he placed the clothes on the wooden chair next to the bathtub.

"Please change into these clothes for now. I will have someone bring you some clothes you can wear tomorrow."

"Ah."

After giving the instructions, Shen Xi left the place.

Shen Xunzhi waited until he had completely left the room before walking out of the medicinal bath. He took off his wet underwear and then changed into the clothes Shen Xi had prepared for him.

Even though the dress had been carefully tailored, it still didn't fit very well and was just barely wearable.

But Shen Xunzhi didn't care too much. He walked out of the room and came to the yard, but did not see Shen Xi.

Thinking of what he said to me today, I subconsciously looked towards the southwest.

There happened to be a room in that place. Although the door was closed, a faint light could be seen coming from the room through the window.

"Has the master returned to his room to rest?"

After a while, he shook his head.

"Master, you've been running around for me today, so it's only natural that you're tired. What's so strange about you taking a rest so early?"

His mind involuntarily emerged the image of Shen Xi talking to him, helping him heal his wounds, and hearing the moans he made when he passed away.

"Master is a very good person."