Tao Le was held in his arms, and his whole brain became dull, lazily as if he had lost the ability to think.
Even so, she still instinctively wanted to make amends: "This is actually not exactly what you think."
Unexpectedly, Ximu didn't listen to her excuse at all.
"Let's go back to the question I asked last night."
"What are you afraid of?" His expression was unusually serious: "What obstacles exist between us that make you so hesitant and unwilling to accept me?"
It is the vast expanse of the starry sky, the huge differences in civilization levels, the many chasms in status, and the natural gaps between species.
It's a pity that Tao Le couldn't say a word of these words to Xi Mu, who had a firm and persistent face in front of him.
"Are you serious?" She sighed and took a step back.
"I swear on the name of my ancestors that my feelings for you come from the bottom of my heart, and there is no falsehood."
"But I just want to improve my medicine and don't want to do it yet."
"My presence will never hinder your development in medicine. On the contrary, I will do everything I can to create conveniences and solve difficulties for you."
"Actually, you are already doing it." Tao Le thought of the Mio Foundation and the Integrated Management Center, and her heart became softer.
It was getting harder and harder to reject him. Even his own heart was wavering.
"So I want to know why." Simu's voice was very firm.
This is a super war, many times more difficult than the large-scale interstellar war he commanded before.
In previous wars, Zhinao and countless senior advisers accompanied him to analyze the situation, make plans, and solve problems.
The most important thing is that whether it is the enemy or the combat target, they are all very clear, and they just need to be conquered.
But that's different now. Many high-ranking officials, whether they were employed by the company or hired from outside, have all resigned, that is, An Hong, who was still of little use.
Tao Le's heart was so unfathomable that he was completely confused.
"Please allow me to think about it carefully." Tao Le has already seen it. If he doesn't say something today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ximu to let go.
She really didn't want to anger him or irritate him - she didn't dare, but she was also reluctant to give up.
"Okay." Ximu looked at her deeply: "Three days should be enough."
"Ten days." Tao Le subconsciously wanted to delay: "I have been busy recording programs these past few days, 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 whether I will suffer from any disease due to anxiety."
"Instead of having to trouble Lele to help me when the time comes, why not let me suffer less."
His heartbeat was indeed strong and fast. Tao Le could hear it clearly, so he could no longer hold on.
"Okay, seven days, seven days. I will definitely give you a clear answer by then."
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. By then, she must be able to figure out a solution!
After reaching a consensus, Simu took up the oar again.
The cliff Tao Le saw just now was indeed the highest cliff on the east side. Looking up from below, it seemed to tower into the clouds.
As soon as they rowed the boat closer, they saw a small parachute floating down from the air, with a small note hanging under the parachute.
After throwing away the things, the drone continued to hang in the air and followed them closely as if nothing had happened.
Simu controlled the rubber raft, accurately caught the parachute, and removed the note.
This time there were only two words written on it: Jianmu.
"Jianmu is a sacred tree worshiped by the ancestors of China in ancient times. Legend has it that it is extremely tall and can communicate with heaven, earth, humans and gods." Ximu said:
"So I think the target this time is the tallest tree among the trees on the island."
Tao Le thought so too. The two maintained this tacit understanding and returned to the shore.
The tide has begun to rise, covering less than half of the previous cave.
Ximu carried Tao Le to the shore, but turned his head again and went into the water.
"Wait for me, don't worry." He said, stepping on the water waves and turning into the cave.
The cameraman brother looked at Tao Le, then at the direction where Ximu disappeared, weighed the heavy camera in his hand that was afraid of water, and instinctively chose to stay.
Time passed by minute by minute. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes.
The rising tide never stops, it is passionate and fast, and soon the entrance of the stone cave is completely blocked.
Although Tao Le has confidence in Ximu's strength, seeing this scene, he can't help but feel a little worried.
Come to think of it, no matter how powerful a species is, there will always be a fatal weakness. Maybe the Mio people can't swim?
So why should we go back? What should we do if we encounter danger?
Tao Le was influenced by an emotion called caring that leads to chaos. He involuntarily walked to the beach and was about to enter the water.
"Hey, Doctor Tao, don't worry." The cameraman grabbed her and said:
"Look, is Mr. Xi there?"
Tao Le looked at it carefully, it was true.
He swam directly out of the hole, very fast, and was already close in a blink of an eye.
Simu stood up from the water, his hair hanging wet, water drops falling from the side of his face, emitting colorful light in the sun.
"Lele." He smiled and raised the thing wrapped in a handkerchief:
"The taste of turtle feet is very good. After we finish the task, we will cook it for you."
"You went back in such a hurry just to pick turtle feet?" Tao Le couldn't believe it.
"Yeah." Simu walked onto the beach, his soaked white shirt clinging to his body, revealing his extremely fit figure.
Tao Le took the package of turtle feet. The silk handkerchief with a side length of 50 centimeters was originally a work of art with exquisite embroidery, but now it is used for the same purpose as an ordinary plastic bag - it is densely packed with turtle feet and weighs two kilograms. No wonder Simu uses it. So long.
Tao Le didn't know what to say for a moment.
I can’t blame and I don’t know how to thank you.
"Let's go find Jianmu." Ximu tied the handkerchief again and said nonchalantly.
"Um."
A week is neither long nor short.
By the end of the recording, everyone except Shang Minglan got along with Tao Le, even Xue Keqing, who was a little confused at first.
After the farewell banquet, Tao Le took Xi Mu's special plane back to Yun City.
"The day after tomorrow." Before leaving, Simu reminded her: "Don't forget the answer I want."
That night, Tao Le washed up and went to bed early, preparing to rest.
On a desert island, despite Simu's repeated care, it was still not as warm and comfortable as home.
Sanhua has disappeared since she recovered from her injury, but Ximu himself didn't feel tired even though he was acting back and forth.
In fact, it was the same for her. She had just said goodbye to the human Ximu, 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 obey him like this?
But she still couldn't get over the invisible hurdle in her heart.
Caressing Ximu's smooth fur, Tao Le fell asleep faster than expected and fell into a deeper sleep.
She was on a deserted island these days, and she didn't know that some small things that she didn't take seriously at first had gradually changed under the influence of a certain black hand.
(End of chapter)
