Tao Le was held in his arms, and his whole brain became sluggish, and he lazily seemed to lose the ability to think.

Even so, she instinctively wanted to remedy it: "This, in fact, is not exactly what you think. ”

I don't know that Simu didn't listen to her defense at all.

"Back to the question I asked last night."

"What the hell are you afraid of?" His expression was unusually serious: "What is the obstacle between us that makes you hesitate so much and refuse to accept me?" ”

It is the vast starry sky, the huge difference in the level of civilization, the many barriers in status, and the natural gap between species.

It's a pity that Tao Le couldn't say a word about these words in front of him, facing Ximu with a firm and persistent face.

"Are you serious?" She sighed and took a step back.

"I swear in the name of my ancestors, and my feelings for you come from the bottom of my heart, and I don't say a word."

"But I'm just bent on improving medicine, and I don't want to."

"My presence will never hinder your progress in medicine. On the contrary, I will do everything I can to make things easier for you and solve your problems. ”

"Actually, you're already doing it." Tao Le thought of the Miao Foundation and the integrated management center, and his heart became softer and softer.

It's getting harder and harder to reject him. Even his own heart is wavering.

"So I want to know, why." Simu's voice was firm.

This is a super war, many times more difficult than the large-scale interstellar war he commanded before.

In the previous war, there were also Zhi Brain and countless senior counselors, who accompanied him to analyze the situation, make suggestions, and solve problems.

The most important thing is that whether it is the enemy or the combat goal, everything is clear, as long as it is conquered.

But now it's different. Many senior staff, whether they are their own or externally hired, have all fallen into disgrace, that is, Dark Hong, and they are barely of any use.

Tao Le's heart was so unfathomable that he was completely confused.

"Allow me to think about it again." Tao Le has already seen that if he doesn't say one, two, or three today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ximu to let go willingly.

She really didn't want to provoke him, provoke him—she didn't dare, and she didn't want to.

"Yes." Ximu looked at her deeply: "Three days should be enough." ”

"Ten days." Tao Le subconsciously wanted to delay: "In the past few days, I have been busy recording shows every day, and I can't calm down." ”

"Seven days at most, no longer." Ximu sighed leisurely and covered his heart: "If I wait too long, I'm not sure if I'll suffer from any disease because of anxiety." ”

"Instead of having to trouble Lele and you to help me when the time comes, it's better to let me suffer less."

His heartbeat was indeed strong and fast, and Tao Le could hear it clearly, so he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Well, seven days is seven days. When the time comes, I will definitely give you a clear answer. ”

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and by that time, she must have come up with a solution!

Reaching a consensus, Simu picked up the oars again.

The cliff that Tao Le saw just now was indeed the highest cliff on the east side, looking up from below, it seemed to be towering into the sky.

As soon as they rowed the boat closer, they saw a small parachute floating down in the air, and a small note hung from the umbrella.

The drone, having finished throwing things, continued to hang in the air as if nothing had happened, following them closely.

Simu steered the raft, caught the parachute with precision, and removed the note.

This time, only two words were written on it: Jianmu.

"Jianmu is a sacred tree worshiped by the ancestors of China in ancient times, and the legend is extremely tall and can communicate with heaven, earth, man and god." 西木 says:

"So I think the target this time is the tallest tree among the trees on the island."

Tao Le thought the same. The two maintained this tacit understanding and returned to the shore.

The tide had already begun to rise, covering a small part of the previous cave.

Simu carried Tao Le to the shore, but turned his head again and walked out into the water.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." As he spoke, he stepped on the waves and turned into the cave.

The cameraman's eldest brother looked at Tao Le, then looked at the direction in which Ximu disappeared, shook the heavy camera in his hand, and instinctively chose to stay.

Minutes and seconds passed. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes.

The rising tide is unstoppable, enthusiastic and rapid, and soon the entrance of the stone cave is blocked.

Although Tao Le has confidence in Ximu's strength, seeing this scene, he is inevitably a little worried.

Come to think of it, no matter how powerful the species is, there will be dead holes, right, if you can't say that the Miao people don't know water?

So why go back, what can you do if you encounter danger?

Tao Le was swayed by an emotion called concern and chaos, and involuntarily walked to the beach and was about to enter the water.

"Hey, Dr. Tao, don't worry." The cameraman's eldest brother grabbed her:

"Look, isn't that Mr. Xi?"

Tao Le looked at it carefully, it was true.

He swam straight out of the hole, and he was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close to the front.

Simu stood up from the water, his hair so wet and scattered, the droplets of water sliding down the side of his face, and shining in the sunlight.

"Lele." He smiled and raised the thing wrapped in a handkerchief in his hand:

"The taste of turtle feet is excellent. After a while, we're done with the task, and we'll make it for you to eat. ”

"You're in a hurry to go back just to pick turtle feet?" Tao Le couldn't believe it.

"Hmm." Simu walked onto the beach, his soaked white shirt clinging to his body, revealing his extremely toned figure.

Tao Le took the bag of turtle feet. The silk handkerchief with a side length of 50 centimeters was originally a work of art with delicate embroidery, but now it has the same purpose as an ordinary plastic bag - it is densely packed with turtle feet, weighing two catties, no wonder Ximu used it for so long.

Tao Le didn't know what to say for a while.

Can't blame and don't know how to be thankful.

"Let's go, go find Jianmu." Simu tied the handkerchief again and said nonchalantly.

"Hmm."

A week is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

By the end of the recording, except for Shang Minglan, everyone else had a relationship with Tao Le, even Xue Keqing, who couldn't think about it at first.

After the farewell banquet, Tao Le took Ximu's special plane back to Yunshi.

"The day after tomorrow." At parting, Simu reminded her, "Don't forget the answer I wanted. ”

This night, Tao Le washed up early and went to bed, ready to rest.

On the desert island, despite Ximu's repeated care, it is not as warm and comfortable as home.

Sanhua has disappeared since she recovered from her injury, but it is Ximu herself, who plays back and forth, and she doesn't feel tired.

In fact, she is the same, she just said goodbye to Ximu who was in person, and it was not easy to open the door and pick him up in surprise and longing.

But what can be done, is it possible to follow him like this?

But she still can't get over the invisible hurdle in her heart.

Caressing Simu's smooth fur, Tao Le fell asleep faster than expected, and slept more deeply.

These days, she is on a desert island, and she doesn't know that some small things that she didn't care about have gradually changed their flavor under the impetus of a certain black hand.

(End of chapter)