This night, Wang Qiang didn't sleep very well.

Whenever Wang Qiang feels that he has fallen asleep, there are always some faint voices in his ears, which are not very real, but seem to exist. In this inexplicable impression, Wang Qiang tossed and turned and still couldn't sleep.

The plain of the tree is higher than the land, as far as the eye can see, in the field of Wangye, the morning light always comes very early, Wang Qiang sits on the roof of the tree, looking at the morning glow in the east.

The morning glow was like a bulging marshmallow, crimson and crimson, and Wang Qiang kept thinking about whether there was anyone living in the glow. The early morning in the tree field is beautiful, with a sultry breeze and some green fragrance, which is the smell of the leaves in the morning.

Wang Qiang reclined in the corner of the treehouse, staring at the Emperor Tree in the distance, the canopy of the Emperor Tree covered a vast expanse, and many sparse wooden houses were already under its green cover. The vines hanging down from the canopy of the trees are like willows moving in the wind in February, and they are beautiful until a few o'clock. And the clouds were soothing on the side of the canopy, and the mist lingered, and occasionally a lonely birdsong or two disturbed the forest in the morning dream.

In the fog in the distance, a multi-faceted figure slowly walked in, Wang Qiang's eyes looked at the figure, and his heart was full of sorrow.

I was sad that I couldn't sleep all night, and now I have an illusion in my eyes, and I am sad that the person I miss has let me hallucinate.

How will this be good, Wang Qiang sighed, he had the disease that he would die if he couldn't see her.

The figure slowly approached, slowly through the fog, through Wang Qiang's fantasy, and came to reality.

It was a young figure, the coarse cloth cut clothes were not outstanding, but there was an indescribable simplicity and elegance.

Wang Qiang looked at that face, under the slightly sallow skin, a person with marked facial features, a face like a small apple was full of youthful breath, his lips and teeth were red and white with a smile, like cherries, puddings, and jelly.

The man's flowing hair casually fell over his shoulders, and when he passed through the morning mist, a little bit of dew stained, even more crystal clear.

What a graceful person.

This is the only thing that Wang Qiang can't sleep at night, his soul is torn and dreaming, tossing and turning, tea and dinner, and thinking about it without thinking about it.

The jade man came from the wind, Wang Qiang looked at it in a daze, and his mind was blank.

"Wang Qiang, why are you climbing so high? What's there to do on the rooftop? Jiang Yun greeted.

Wang Qiang felt that his soul that had escaped in the morning breeze "swished" back into his body, and the positive energy of his body instantly filled the report, and the state was very good!

Wang Qiang straightened up with a carp, jumped straight down from the roof of the tree, and fell in front of Jiang Yun impartially.

Wang Qiang said happily: "Do you have something to do with me, Little Apple?" ”

Jiang Yun pretended to be angry, stared at the big eyes and showed the little tiger teeth and threatened: "Don't call me Little Apple, I have a name." ”

Wang Qiang looked ashamed: "Oh, I know, little apple." ”

……

Jiang Yun cut his hair and said, "Wang Qiang, I'll take you to a place, you come with me." ”

Wang Qiang hurriedly agreed.

The two walked through a row of sparse wooden houses, the inhabitants of which were not yet in the habit of waking up early, and for those who lacked food, mental malaise and night blindness were common diseases, and lying until three o'clock in the morning and then getting up to eat could be reasonably kind to their hungry bodies.

After passing through the wooden house and running some distance, the two came to the emperor tree.

Jiang Yun circled around the Emperor Tree, a large tree with a diameter of nearly fifty meters, its bark was old and rough, and the tree lines were even more mixed. After a small half circle around the big tree, Jiang Yun was happy and said, "I found it." ”

Wang Qiang took a look at it, it was a protruding wooden lump, and he saw Jiang Yun pinching the wooden lump and twisting it a few times, the big tree made a strange sound, and the trunk opened a tree door.

The self-closing door leads to the inside of the tree, and the mechanism of the door is very secretive. Wang Qiang secretly exclaimed, this is really a perfect mechanism.

When the mechanism twisted, the door opened automatically, and Jiang Yun ran through the crack in the door, showing his face and greeting Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang followed into the tree gate.

There was really a hole inside the trunk of the big tree, and Wang Qiang was dumbfounded for a while.

I saw that inside the trunk of the big tree, there was a studio in Jingran, a spacious room, and a number of permanent lamps and lanterns were installed on the top. Wang Qiang fiddled with the machinery and realized that it was a solar-powered lighting device. After thinking about it, I realized that the lighting system of this large studio relies entirely on the photosynthesis of the trees.

The canopy of the tree radiates widely, and a large number of branches and leaves absorb light and heat and convert it into energy, which eventually acts on all the technological equipment in this room.

This is really a miracle in the world, Wang Qiang's eyes are about to explode.

Jiang Yun spread out his hands and pointed around with fascination, and said proudly: "Wang Qiang, this is my parents' studio, it's great." ”

Wang Qiang looked around, the walls were treated with special materials, waterproof, moisture-proof and insect-proof sealing performance was excellent, there were ventilation, cold and heat replacement machines, and drinking water refining equipment. A large number of experimental equipment were placed on the bench, a large pile of culture vessels took up a small half of the space, a bunk bed, and then a large bookcase.

Seeing the bookshelf, Wang Qiang's eyes lit up, and he walked over happily and touched the books carefully.

The aroma of the ink penetrated into Wang Qiang's nostrils, and the thick texture made Wang Qiang feel happy. Wang Qiang's love for books seems to be innate, and it has reached the point of infatuation under Lao Zhao's admiration.

Jiang Yun saw Wang Qiang looking through the books on the shelves, and couldn't hide his smile: "I can't imagine that such a rude person as you still has the habit of reading books, it's really a strange person." ”

Wang Qiang looked at Jiang Yun and replied with some breathlessness: "I also have books, but I don't have as many as you." ”

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud: "These are my parents', and I can't understand a lot of them." ”

Jiang Yun took out an illustrated book from a bookshelf and handed it to Wang Qiang: "Then, this one is mine."

Wang Qiang took the book and looked at the cover, the gilded cover was written with a few big characters of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", and a row of strange foreign languages below.

"Who is Andersen, I haven't heard of it." Wang Qiang shows his vulgarity all the time.

Jiang Yun liked his honesty very much, took the book, sat down next to the pervert, and said: "When I was a child, I heard my mother say that Hans Christian Andersen is a Danish writer, a person who is especially good at telling stories, and he can tell better than my mother. ”

"Where is Denmark......" Wang Qiang turned the page, and the bright and beautiful lines of the illustrations made Wang Qiang's reading out of control.

Jiang Yun also showed a look of ignorance: "I don't know where Denmark is, but according to my father, Denmark is on the other side of the world, far away." ”

Wang Qiang glanced at Jiang Yun gratefully, and then opened the book catalog:

"Daughter of the Sea", "The Ugly Duckling", "The Little Match Girl", "The Emperor's New Clothes" ......

Wang Qiang felt that he had opened a window, and the scenery outside the window was beautiful that he had never seen in his life.

Jiang Yun took the book in Wang Qiang's hand, flipped to a page and pointed to the story and said, "Ah, this story, "Red Shoes", is quite interesting, but I haven't thought about what Andersen is going to say. ”

"Red Shoes" ......" Wang Qiang fell into reading.

To be honest, Wang Qiang didn't know much and read very slowly, Jiang Yun couldn't help but be silent, so he took the initiative to tell Wang Qiang this story.

The story goes about a little girl, wearing a pair of magical shoes, dancing all the time, never stopping, until she finally asks someone to cut off her legs.

Jiang Yun's ability to repeat is very strong, so strong that he can summarize what he wants to say in three or two sentences. But Wang Qiang is still puzzled, how can there be shoes in the world that people can't stop, and who will cut off their legs?

"It's a strange story, but it's still fascinating to hear from you." Wang Qiang said his thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, the tree door suddenly opened, and Xie Ling's figure appeared at the door.

Jiang Yun secretly screamed badly and hurriedly dodged behind Wang Qiang.

Xie Ling sorted out her messy hair, Jiang Haohan didn't return all night last night, Xie Ling was worried all night, got up early today and came to the laboratory, ready to pay attention to the research that had been stranded for many days.

Unexpectedly, I saw Wang Qiang in the laboratory.

"Why are you here!" Xie Ling screamed loudly, like a beautiful peacock whose feathers had been stolen.

Wang Qiang said very recklessly, just casually shopping......

Xie Ling fumbled by the door, holding a small pistol in her hand.

This laboratory is the brainchild of Xie Ling, her husband Jiang Haohan and many deceased best friends, and now there are uninvited guests, to say that there is no attempt, it is hell.

Xie Ling believes that no one alive knows more than one pair of hands about the way this tree opens, but who betrayed everyone's common secret?

Countless possibilities flashed through her mind, but the top priority, in order to protect the secret in her heart, she would not hesitate to shoot this little ruffian who made her feel disgusting.

Seeing the pistol, Jiang Yun, who knew his mother's character well, exclaimed: "Mom, don't shoot." ”

Xie Ling fixed her eyes and saw that it was her daughter hiding behind that nasty little gangster. All the speculations were instantly clear, and a feeling of dizziness was too much for the female botanist to bear, and the world was spinning and she was about to collapse.

Wang Qiang and Jiang Yun hugged Xie Ling, who had fallen, and Jiang Yun burst into tears.

In an instant, Xie Ling woke up slowly, her sallow face showed an unnatural red, she looked at her daughter who was crying silently, and said in a mournful voice: "Yun'er, since I was a child, I thought you were a good girl with general knowledge and courage, how could I have thought that you were so confused." This place is the life's work of your parents and parents, how can you casually let strangers come here, Yun'er. ”

Jiang Ling was in pain, and Jiang Yun's tears rained down.

Wang Qiang couldn't look at it, and was annoyed, although Brother Qiang acquiesced that you were the future mother-in-law, but you bullied my family Yun'er like this, what kind of system did you become.

Wang Qiang couldn't help but talk: "Aunt Xie, this thing is like this......"

It's good that clinker Wang Qiang didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Xie Ling and Jiang Yun shouted at the same time: "You shut up for me." ”

Sure enough, it was the mother and daughter, and Wang Qiang looked depressed.

Xie Ling turned her head away from Wang Qiang and said, "I don't want to see you, please leave me immediately with your people, leave now, we don't welcome you." ”

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, isn't this a naked stick beating mandarin ducks, but Wang Qiang's face is thin, and his self-esteem is like an egg that has been smashed into an eggshell, and the egg white has flowed all over the ground.

Wang Qiang's face turned red and white, turned around and left.

There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here. Wang Qiang thought to himself.