Dolan noticed that Wen Qing would stay in the room every afternoon and not show up, and she didn't care at first, until he knocked on her door for a long time during dinner, and she didn't come out for a long time, still holding a book in her hand and looking at it, without raising her head.

When eating, I couldn't take my eyes off it, and the chopsticks were poked in my face, and I didn't eat the food in my mouth at all.

He frowned and reached out to take the book from her hand, "It's delicious when you eat." The

girl looked depressed, "Huh? But I'm seeing the highlights, so it's okay to eat after reading it.

Dolan didn't speak, just stared at her.

She pouted and picked up the chopsticks, and said reluctantly, "Okay~_~"

After speaking, she buried her head in hard work, obviously eating faster than before.

Dolan had finished eating, leaning back in the chair and looking at the girl's bulging cheeks, she really couldn't get tired of looking at it.

He looked down and flipped through the first page of the confiscated book in his hand, trying to see what fascinated her so much.

"In the grotto, there are more than 20 children lying horizontally and vertically, a thin animal skin with several holes covers seven or eight children, and the others who are not covered either have their own animal skin quilts, or they are shrunk aside, whether they are covered by quilts or just shrunk to the side, they all sleep very deeply... (1) "

He turned page by page, and as the plot developed and some sentences were described, he figured out the background and worldview of the story.

I've never seen an adventure story like this! And the theme of crossing is really novel.

"I wonder if there will be a time fruit that people can travel through...", he muttered unconsciously.

"I'm done eating!" Wen Qing snatched the book.

He hurriedly asked, "Which author wrote this book?" Is there really such a thing as a crossing? Is there really such a dinosaur in the world? Could it really be a phantom beast species in the form of a pterodactyl? The

girl crossed her waist and said dissatisfiedly, "You have too many problems."

Dolan scratched his head, "Ah, I'm sorry.

"Want to know? Then come with me. The girl tilted her head.

He nodded.

Wen Qing led him into his room, pressed a button on the wall, and a piece of floor opened downward, revealing a staircase leading to the underground.

There are many wall lamps next to the stairs, which illuminate the road. At the end is a huge gate that is 10 meters high.

She tugged on the tab next to her, and the door slowly opened a crack. A blinding light poured out from the crack in the door, as bright as day.

Dolan walked in, stunned by what was inside.

The endless rows of bookshelves are neatly filled with books, and the ceiling is inlaid with many round stones, which emit a light no less than the day.

Wen Qing pulled out a few books from the bookshelves in the first row, "Look at these, I'm sure you'll like them."

Dolan took the book and browsed the titles, "Journey to the West", "Zhu Xian" (2), "Time and Space Traveler", and "Adventures in the Watch Shop".

Dolan soon became immersed in the world of these strange and strange paths, and the sounds around him seemed so far away that he could only hear the sound of his own flipping books.

The lights were as bright as day, and he didn't know how much time had passed. When he finally couldn't help but move his sore neck, Wen Qing had already fallen asleep on the table.

The girl's cheeks pressed against her arms, and a lump of soft flesh was squeezed out. Probably the posture was not very comfortable, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

Dolan stood at the table and watched quietly for a moment before gently picking up the girl. Along the way, for fear of waking her up, Dolan walked slowly and steadily.

After putting her on the bed and covering her with the quilt, he went back to the ground lightly.

When he was tired of reading, he got up and walked around, shuttling between the bookshelves, and he just glanced at the titles of the books, and found that the books here were very comprehensive, and he really wanted to read them for a hundred years.

In this quiet space, Dolan's mind unconsciously remembers his previous life. At first, I thought of his mother's strictness to him and his brother's ill intentions, and occasionally there were scenes of his mother gently touching his head and laughing with his younger brother. But he is determined in his dream and will not go back, but it is not a way to stay on this island all the time.

He also asked Wen Qing many times about the way to get out of the island, but she only said that she had tried for many years, but she couldn't get out, and she had never seen a boat pass by.

After thinking so much for a while, I continued to calm down and read the book, but the thought of leaving had already surfaced.

After that, their lives were all about eating, reading, and occasionally adventuring.

And Dolan also told Wen Qing that he wanted to leave.

Wen Qing smiled, looking a little lonely, "I know, let's try it in the afternoon."

Dolan was suddenly a little reluctant, but he felt that the boy had ambitions in all directions, and he couldn't stay here forever. If he fulfills his dream, he'll be back.

The two finished their lunch in silence and went to the coast in silence.

Wen Qing took out a small wooden boat from the storage space, "I made it before, use it for you." Then

he was handed another package, "Inside is some food." "

......

"You've had a nice trip."

"Hmm."

Dolan took Wen Qing in his arms and looked down to smell his familiar fragrance.

He traveled exceptionally smoothly, not blocked by an invisible barrier, nor by strong winds and waves, so he slowly drifted away.

Wen Qing watched the little black dot disappear, and her only friend left like this, and returned home in a low mood. Sitting at the dinner table, she was obviously the same as when she was alone before, but she felt too quiet.

She plucked a bouquet of flowers she had raised from the door, and walked towards the west with a clear purpose.

Walk through the forest and across the bamboo bridge to a valley full of orange flowers, which rise and fall like waves when the wind blows.

She walked over to a tombstone and told her about the past few days.

"Grandpa, I'm a little sad. The outside world must be nice, but I can't imagine it. You said you need to know how to endure and enjoy loneliness, but I can't do it yet. She

spoke, drank wine, and fell asleep leaning against the tombstone.

At the same time, there seemed to be a sigh from the sky, but no one heard it.

The invisible borders of the sea take shape and disappear.

The girl slept more soundly.

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