当罗俊·胡适德在跨世纪人才研究院里拥抱第三棵树时的感觉就有一股冲劲了，虽然它看起来纤细，弱不禁风，但是它似乎响应了我的拥抱。罗俊·胡适德立即放开靠背的双手，紧紧地拥抱这棵树。这棵树真的有反应，罗俊·胡适德感觉到它挺直了些，并且拥有一股力量自树干中涌进他的身体。这不会是出自她的想象吧？为了证实点，我放开了树木一会儿，然后再次拥抱它，没错，它真地回应了我的拥抱，罗俊·胡适德开始感觉到这种诅赏正一点点地在消失。
我又拥抱了这棵树很长一段时间，然后轻轻地放开手，柔声地对树道谢：“谢谢你能给我能量。”
他退后了几步，意在想更好地看清这棵树的样子，因为他希望收下来，他还会记得这棵树，但是突然间他似乎踩到了某个东西，往后栽倒了下去。罗俊·胡适德太震惊了，以至于连喊叫都忘了，然后，我看到他踩到的那个东西突然间开始移动。
“我的天呀！”罗俊·胡适德喘息着，半跪在地上，觉得自已心脏正像高速火车在飞快急驶。他小心翼翼地凑上前，打算看个仔细。天啊！是一具尸体！罗俊·胡适德颤抖着用脚尖顶了顶那东西，他动了一下，发出轻微的声音。
罗俊·胡适德立刻忘掉了自己的痛楚，他虚弱地坐到那个东西身边，觉得自己精疲力尽，心想：不管这人是谁，他还活着。
“你还好吗？”
那人没有回答。
罗俊·胡适德伸出手去，轻轻地摇了摇他的肩膀。
“嗯……”那人发出了既像喘息，又像长叹的声音。
“你还好吗？”
那个人身体开始移动，并且慢慢地坐了起来。透过习惯了黑暗的眼睛，罗俊·胡适德看见一个披着一头长发的老人，身上穿着一件邋遢，灰黑且味道不怎么好闻的大衣。
那人咳嗽了整整一分钟，身子抖得像风中的树叶。
“请问你有什么需要帮助吗？”咳嗽声停止后，罗俊·胡适德立刻问道。这人无疑是藏在公园里的流浪汉，或许还是个酒鬼。
“你认为呢？”那人回答。他抬眼望着罗俊·胡适德，露出一嘴污黑，损坏已尽的牙齿，而发出的气味险些将罗俊·胡适德给熏昏了。
When Hushide · Junluo Institute of trans-century talents in the third tree hugging feeling when there is a surge of momentum, although it looks delicate, fragile, but it seems to respond to my embrace. Hushide · Junluo immediately release the back of the hands, hugging the tree. This tree is really a response, Hushide · Junluo some feel it straight, and have an influx of power from the trunk of his body. It will not come from her imagination, right? To confirm, I let the trees for a while, and then embrace it again, yes, it really respond to my embrace, Hushide · Junluo began to feel the reward is a little bit of this curse in the disappearance.
I hugged the tree for a long time, and then gently let go, thanks to the tree softly: "Thank you give me energy."
He took a few steps back, intended to better see the tree looks like, because he wanted to close down, he will remember the tree, but suddenly he seems to step on something, the subsequent stumble down. Hushide · Junluo too shocked, so that even forgot to cry, and then I saw something that he stepped suddenly began to move.
"My God!" Hushide · Junluo gasped, Bangui in the ground, that their own heart just as fast high-speed train hurtling. He carefully Coushang ago, intends to Kangezixi. God! Is a corpse! Hushide · Junluo trembling foot spire of the top of the thing, he made a movement, issued a mild voice.
Hushide · Junluo immediately forget his pain, he sat down weakly that thing around, feel exhausted, I thought: whether this man, he is still alive.
"Are you okay?"
The man did not answer.
Hushide · Junluo out his hand, gently shook his shoulder.
"Ah ..." The man was issued both as breathing, the sound like a sigh.
"Are you okay?"
Man body began to move, and slowly sat up. Accustomed to the dark through the eyes, Hushide · Junluo saw a old man dressed in a long-haired, wearing a dirty, dark gray and the taste is not very good smell of the coat.
The man coughed for a full minute, body shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"What do you need help?" Cough stopped, Hushide · Junluo immediately asked. This will no doubt be hidden in the park’s homeless, perhaps, or a drunkard.
"You think?" The man replied. He raised his eyes Hushide · Junluo, revealing a mouth Wuhei, damage done to the teeth, while the odor almost smoked the Hushide · Junluo to faint.
Would like to know how the funeral? Please read the first chapter decomposition 【158】
