Chapitre 4: Chapter ４.
The vine paused for a moment, but then came back to him, but it was important to drop the tip of the vine directly on the white palm of the young man's outstretched hand, as if knowing the job.
Leon Lai Ming looked at it and opened his eyes wide.
It's amazing! This is a great discovery of mankind!
The appearance of experimental phenomenon makes him want to give orders passively and non-stop.
"Can you wrap my wrist?"
I don't know if this is possible, but try to say it.
The vine brought more surprises to the young botanist, and he did as ordered. The end of the vine curled gently on his white wrist, and Allen raised his arm hooked by the vine and kept moaning.
"It's like a haunted tree."
This time, he did not speak Portuguese, and groaned in his native language, and then noticed again that the Portuguese might not understand Portuguese, for as soon as he had finished this sentence, he stopped acting. He tilted it up a bit like a question mark, so he translated it quickly.
"I say you are like a haunted tree."
Do you understand? I don't know. I'm not sure Brazil also believes in ghosts in trees. But he didn't mind, and then took a pen and wrote down the information.
I had to look up when the other hand, which was not bound, was suddenly entangled in a vine as small as the other.
"What?"
There is no sound of vines. . .
Sure, how can there be? That's a plant!
"Don't screw it up. I'll write it down."
Allen spoke in a fierce tone, a bit like a pet, but this time it seemed that the vines didn't listen and didn't know how to communicate, so they ended his voice, and the two vines pulled his wrist tighter. Let Leon Lai Ming shout and look up at the source quickly.
"I told you not to mess around!"
Ed went again, but it was wasted. Suddenly, he felt a slight blow to his hips.
Paya!
"Hey!"
I turned and saw another vine, which hit itself in the ass, and stopped when I saw his ferocious gaze. When I turned around, the same thing happened twice.
Paya!
"Don't... don't move."
The man who had been beaten turned and looked into his eyes, wondering if it might have been a coincidence, for the vine had caught him without permission, and had also spanked him. Allen pretended not to care and tried to write down his message. But at that moment, when he felt the hem of his coat being raised, he was startled, and suddenly something slipped out of the back edge of his trousers and into a sensitive corner.
Hey!
Suddenly he turned round and saw the old vine climbing drunkenly up his ass.
It's no coincidence, so the real haunting will stick in the ass! , no nutrition! Absorb.
"If I don't stop, I'll throw it away!"
In this round, he threatened loudly, without threatening, just pretending to get scissors and cut branches not far away. All the vines loosened, and in his body, they automatically returned to their positions and asked Allen to give him an eyebrow. With a sigh, go all out, go to the nib first, and write it on the flat screen.
People communicate with each other, only know Portuguese, and climb mountains to find refuge. . .
Write down the last sentence and then pause.
On the surface, it's unlikely to crawl around, but it's a plant. Vines are parasitic plants that depend on other organisms. Perhaps he crawled into his trousers and crawled through his crevices, perhaps in search of a refuge.
It's just. . . Something's wrong.
No, a little.
Do you think there's something in our ass that we can absorb? What nutrients do you think it can absorb? It's terrible!
Allen spent the whole day researching strange vines, and likewise, he spent the whole day getting rid of the evil thoughts that seeped into his pants because of such things. I keep reminding myself that it is a plant, unconscious and unable to think as he imagined.
At last, when he forced himself to think so, he paused by the phrase written earlier, which he thought had not been erased, and which he thought really needed a place to help him, so that he could wander about.
This crazy idea disappeared when he discovered in the course of his research that the red buds on an old vine were blooming for no reason. This allowed Arun to spend a whole day exploring this plant. Even if he was off duty and the company was closed, he would not go back to rest, which was the privilege of a botanist assigned to study, and he often did. After the work is finished, I come out from the back of the building, and sometimes I even spend the night here. What's more, I don't go home. I lived in the greenhouse for twenty-four hours. Now it seems that Allen must have done so, because there is something that can attract his attention more than rest now.
Except for one flower, the others blossomed two after another. Leon Lai Ming sat anxiously timing the blooming time of the flower buds until late at night, when the lights outside were turned off, leaving only some corridor lights on and some dim lights. Only the greenhouse is still on.
The security guard came up and asked him when he would come back.
Later. . . He will come back and wait for the last flower to bloom, then he will take notes and explore, and later he will come back.
Allen told the security guard to leave so that nothing would be disturbed. It didn't seem unusual.
"Come on!"
He waited desperately, but Allen couldn't help screaming with his tired body, watching the clock show that it was almost midnight, and then yawning.
When will the last flower bloom? Go back to sleep and come back tomorrow.
Think like this, and then continue to sit there. He's not sleepy. He usually doesn't sleep this time. But surprisingly, he suddenly wanted to sleep.
Maybe it's because I'm tired from working all day.
Yawn again, yawn again, until the eyelids begin to open, and the eyelids slowly shrink down and almost close. If it is ordinary drowsiness, he believes that he can force his body to keep bright, but this is not the case. Not only was he drowsy for no reason, but his brain was as blurred as before.
No. . . Yes. This is similar to the symptoms of drunkenness when he was in Thailand University. At his apprenticeship party, he fed his seniors a drunken drink, and then he was drunk by his seniors.
Zhao Alun felt that this symptom was abnormal for himself. He had never had such symptoms before. I think there must be something wrong with his health. It may be because of overwork and the body can't bear it.
It was just that he suddenly abandoned everything. Now nothing is as important as his life. His only fear is cerebral hemorrhage, and then he has to die alone repeatedly in the greenhouse. It is also this land, not that land, and his hometown gradually. Pushing himself outside to call for help, but it was not as easy as he imagined, for as soon as he stood up, his body lost all its strength and then fell to the ground.
After half an hour, everything became so quiet that the young man heard his own breath. He regained consciousness, but his body still couldn't move as he imagined. He wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, at least out for some fresh air. It was so hot in the greenhouse outside that he suffocated.
Me. . . Help. . .
Someone. . . Help. . .
When I can't move, I ask for help.
His lips were thirsty, and he tried to move, and to say this, but there was not a sound, only the wheezing sound of escaping from his calamity. Think back to what happened to him. If he was taken to the hospital, he could tell the doctor about his condition, but he can't remember what happened before. All he remembers is that he was collecting the strange plants he received today, and then he would feel confused, like drinking a hard drink, and then he would faint. The next feeling is that the body has no strength. He was tingling all over, as if he had been anesthetized.
That's it. . .
This only remembers.
When I realized that I was lying on the floor in the greenhouse, I was shocked when I saw that his legs were bound by something.
Vines. . .
Yes! Vines are innocent and come from strange plants he studies!
Before filming, he vaguely saw the vines moving, not only his legs, but also realized that his torso and arms were pulled tightly. Crucified and numb, he could barely move. When he can't move, he can only open his mouth, but as I said, his body is numb. . . His lips were numb. Only the eyelids can move freely without getting stuck.
Damn it! What's going on here! ,
A clever young man who has never been so afraid of this plant in his life.
Or the plant is a family cannibal tree,
Think about it, this is just a fairy tale, but it may be a new discovery.
Although this is a new discovery, why should we sacrifice these damn plants!
He worked hard and tried every means to survive, and still worked wildly for himself, refusing to go home, and stayed late into the night until this crazy thing happened.
As he tried to survive, his eyes saw the shadows of people emerging from the plants.
Men. . .
He didn't know where he came from, how he came from, and when he came from, except that he was a man.
One more thing. . .
This bastard is naked!
I guess he felt the pressure of something on his back before he could know who the newcomer was. Warm skin passed under the coat, indicating that it was steam from a man like him.
The creature on him never guessed it was that man. He struggled as hard as he could to escape, but his body hardly moved, leaving the other person laughing in his throat. First, put your face against your ears until you feel warm breathing, and then whisper softly.
"Dear..."
"..."
"Give me a tape."
... . What is it?
"Put..."
Not only was it smeared on each other's fingers, but it was dragged along the calf behind the calf, and then stopped at the hip, which made Allen feel frightened and his whole spine was beating.
Pull. . . Tie your aunt! Isn't that enough?
More importantly. . .
Who is this guy! ,
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