Chapter 40: The Drunken Butterfly

Black seems to be a bit monotonous in the night, if there is no starry reflection more and more deep, slowly, those who immerse their bodies in the black wave will appear more lonely, and the best way to relieve loneliness is those good memories flowing in the bottom of the heart.

When Yang Yi and Lin Yue hung up the phone, he was not in a hurry to wash, nor was he in a hurry to turn on the light that illuminated the darkness, he sat still like an old monk, motionless like a stiff body, silent.

For the current Yang Yi, perhaps there are not many good memories, but more about facing the torment caused by past failures in helplessness.

That feeling is like a red-hot steel wire, traversing the turbulent river, Yang Yi's hands are clutching the hot steel wire, even if the flesh on the palm of his hand is burned to white smoke, he must hold on to it, dare not let go, let go or maybe he will completely fall into the dark abyss, and it will be difficult to turn back.

The two states of adults are that they are understated and calm in front of their families, and that they are melancholy, wandering and anxious in the silent night when they are alone.

Silent words, silent night, it is easier to evoke a person's good memories of the past, deeply intoxicated by the heartfelt smile, like sweet honey, in the mouth, sweet in the heart.

Time goes back, the sun and the moon shuttle, and in the lonely and cold basement, Yang Yi's phantom also turned into a virtual image, indiscriminately under the beautiful starry sky.

Under the faint moonlight, a middle-aged woman is wrapped, perhaps tonight's crescent moon is a little bright, reflected on the face of the middle-aged woman, you can clearly see the traces of the years engraved on her face, and the melodious singing voice floats on the roof of the building.

"I can't fly out, the world of flowers, it turns out that I am a drunken butterfly, your vow, to put it mildly, but to change my life, I can no longer untie the knot. ”

"Spring goes to the mirror flowers, autumn comes to the moon in the water, it turns out that I am the drunken butterfly, when the flowers bloom, the moon sets and the moon is full, it turns out that I am the drunken butterfly........."

The illusory Yang Yi in the void stared at his mother's figure, and his face finally showed a bright smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, which was happiness from the heart.

It was just at the corner of the stairs on the next floor of the top floor that a young man quietly leaned his body against the wall, motionless, merging with the darkness.

The building on the roof blocked the moonlight, and there was no moonlight around the youth, only darkness, and the only thing that could be discerned was the sometimes bright and sometimes dim smoke from the young man's mouth.

The mother's singing echoed endlessly in the ears of the young man, but the song revealed the meaning that only the young man himself could understand.

The void and illusory Yang also looked at his mother who was singing for a while, and sometimes looked at his former self hidden in the corner of the dark staircase.

Maybe it was because his mother's singing voice was too beautiful, or her singing voice was a little sad, or it touched the silent sadness in Yang Yi's heart, and slowly the corners of Yang Yi's eyes began to moisten, silently slashing across his cheeks and dripping on the hard cement floor.

The sound of the mother's singing covering the tears as if the darkness had covered the tears on the young man's cheeks.

"The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. ”

No matter how old these men are, whether they are mature or not, whether they are determined or not, they may burst into tears at some point in the past, present and future.

Suddenly, the singing on the roof stopped, and the slight footsteps of his mother slowly reached Yang Yi's ears, who leaned on the corner of the stairs.

Yang Yi's facial expression changed rapidly, the tears in the corners of his eyes were erased by himself in an instant, and the sad and painful color also receded like a tide, and before his mother went downstairs, the whole figure disappeared into the darkness, as if she had never come.

It's just that this scene can escape the mother's gaze, but it is difficult to escape the gaze of the void itself.

The illusory Yang in the sky also looked at his former appearance, and could only sigh helplessly, although the sigh was heavy, no one could hear it, and although the sigh was long, it could not reach the ears of others.

The vibration in the mobile phone sounded a little abruptly, and the illusory Yang Yi disappeared in an instant, but the song "Drunken Butterfly" had been branded in Yang Yi's heart.

In the basement, Yang Yi took his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, which turned out to be a call from Yao Feng, which made Yang Yi very puzzled, after all, he and Yao Feng had just been separated not long ago.

"Hey. ”

"Brother Yang?" Yao Feng's voice came intermittently, and it seemed very noisy, and he could vaguely hear the scolding around him.

Yang Yi suddenly frowned slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness arose.

"Fengzi, what's wrong, where are you?" Yang Yi asked quickly.

"Brother Yang, I'm opposite the World Trade Building, just when I was delivering takeaways, I scraped other people's cars, saying that they wanted me to lose money, but they wouldn't let me go, and I didn't have any money on me, so I didn't know what to do, so I called you. Yao Feng said a little hurriedly on the phone.

"It's okay, you stay there first, I'll come over right away. Yang Yi comforted, and then rushed to the World Trade Tower.

At that moment, Yang Yi was thinking about whether to run over by himself, after all, it would cost at least forty or fifty to take a taxi from here to the World Trade Tower, which was extremely painful for Yang Yi at present.

However, as soon as this idea came up, it was immediately denied by Yang Yi himself, and even he felt a little embarrassed.

If Yao Feng knew what he thought at that moment, he would probably jump up and scold directly: "I'm surrounded by people, and you still feel sorry for your dozens of yuan fare." ”

After a while, Yang Yi rushed to the front of the World Trade Building, and as soon as he got off the bus, he looked around for Yao Feng's figure, and in front of a bus stop in front of Yang Yi, it was crowded with people, and the group of people was saying something to Yao Feng who fell to the ground.

Yang also quickly accelerated and ran over, only to see Yao Feng's electric car collide with a sedan, and there were spilled takeaways all around.

Yang Yi squeezed through the crowd, picked up Yao Feng, who had fallen to the ground, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, the person wasn't hurt, just a fall. Yao Feng suddenly felt a little more comforted when he saw Yang Yi's arrival.

"Yo, the takeaway brother is here to deliver the money?" I saw a young man with a cigarette in his mouth and colorful hair saying to Yang Yi in a strange manner, with deep disdain in his eyes.

Yang Yi stood up and calmly looked at the arrogant young man in front of him, and when Yang Yi came, Yao Feng had completely told him what had happened.

The fault is not in front of the young man in front of him, but in Yao Feng himself.

"What do you think is appropriate?" Yang Yi said directly without too many words.

The young man turned around and pointed to the scraped paint off the car, "See, this big piece of paint was scraped off by him, and the new car I just mentioned was rubbed, so I have to pay 20,000 yuan." ”

"This big piece of paint, it is estimated that you will have to deliver two months of takeaway to make up for it. As soon as the young man finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and the two men who were traveling with the young man echoed him.

Yang Yi glanced at the scraped paint, the expression on his face was still calm, and he didn't pay any attention to the ridicule between the other party's words.

"One thousand, if you don't think it's appropriate, call the traffic police to deal with it. ”

"A thousand? I think your kid is here to smoke, right?" the young man rushed towards Yang Yi when he heard Yang Yi's words, and the other two also surrounded Yang Yi.

"What do you want to do?" Yao Feng immediately rushed to Yang Yi's side.

The young man turned a deaf ear to Yao Feng's words, and shouted at Yang Yi: "I see that your kid is underdrawn, believe it or not, I beat you so that you can't find the southeast and northwest?"

The two people next to the young man were also grinding their fists, looking like they wanted to hit someone.

Yang Yi, who was surrounded by three people, still seemed very calm, not angry or afraid, and still said slowly: "It's still the same sentence, a thousand, if you are not satisfied, call the traffic police to deal with it." "I don't care about the threat of youth.

The young man looked at Yang Yi with an unmoved look, and was extremely annoyed.

"I think you're here to smoke. After the young man finished speaking, he was ready to raise his hand and prepare to greet Yang Yi.

When the hand had not yet fallen, suddenly there was a lifetime of coquettishness from the crowd:

"Stop. ”