I climbed out of bed early the next morning and had a quick wash. I drank half a cup of strong tea before dragging myself to the entrance of the cave to wait for Ye Hua to take me off to the forest with him for a stroll. I had no idea where he had picked up this habit of his, but each morning he would take stroll around the foxhole, without fail, an excursion I was forced to take with him, whether I liked it or not.

There was nothing much in the way of scenery surrounding the foxhole, just some bamboo forest and a couple of clear springs. Walking around these places once or twice was fine, but after the third time, I started to find it tedious. A fortnight later, his enthusiasm for these walks did not seem to be waning in the slightest. The whole thing puzzled me.

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