Hearing Madame Butterfly say this, Lu Feng couldn't help laughing, glanced back at Madame Butterfly and said, "Sister Yan, you don't know, you and Ke'er are both beautiful women in a thousand!" However, your beauty is different, Ke'er beauty is pure and pretty, simple and lovely; Your beauty lies in your elegant temperament and charm, which is simply the best interpretation of the elegance of the peerless generation, how can you say that you are a yellow-faced woman and have no Keer beauty? ”

Hearing Lu Feng say this, Madame Butterfly's face actually flew two drunken flushes, smiled and said, "You, you look very honest, I didn't expect to coax a woman like this!" I've really convinced you! ”

Seeing that when Madame Butterfly said this, she had a little more amorous appearance, Lu Feng's heart couldn't help but wave, and he said sincerely: "Sister Yan, you are so beautiful!" Don't you know how many men will charm you like this? ”

Madame Butterfly's eyes flowed, and Lu Feng smiled as she looked back at Lu Feng, and said, "Can I charm you?" ”

"This, this-" Lu Feng rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Sister Yan is teasing me again!" It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time! ”

Hearing Lu Feng say this, Madame Butterfly secretly sighed in her heart, chuckled, and said, "Okay, you can drive well!" No matter if what you say is true or make my sister happy, I will still be happy for the time being when what you say is true! ”

Lu Feng said with a smile while driving: "Sister Yan, of course what I said is true!" Do you think I look like a man who can tell lies? ”

Madame Butterfly smiled and said, "I haven't studied men, so I can't tell if you're lying!" But seeing that you still look honest, let's think you're a man who can't lie! ”

Listening to Madame Butterfly's words, Lu Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "Sister Yan! When I called you Sister Yan for the first time, I still felt a little awkward, but now I feel that I still call you Sister Yan kindly! Now, if you don't know me yet, you'll know that I'm a reliable man in the future! ”

Seeing Lu Feng confess himself like this, Madame Butterfly chuckled lightly and said, "You can drive well!" Don't really drive the car into a ditch! ”

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Sister Yan, you underestimate my driving skills too much!" Don't talk to you and drive correctly, on such a road, I won't drive the car into a ditch even with my eyes closed! Even though he said that, he turned his head away, stared at the front, and started the car seriously.

The car drove for a while and soon arrived in the city. At one store, they bought some memorial supplies and drove to where the Butterfly Gang had been. The car stopped in front of the gate, Lu Feng and Madame Butterfly got out of the car, and their expressions immediately became serious.

For some reason, Madame Butterfly opened the lock, but did not open the door immediately, but closed her eyes slightly, and then exhaled deeply, before opening her eyes again and slowly pushing the door open. Although it has only been a few days since I left here, this place has changed a lot from the original situation. The great courtyard was deserted, and only a few birds jumped there, and when they saw someone come in, they called a few times, flapped their wings a few times, and flew away.

On the left side of the courtyard is the new grave of the women who died during the battle with the Gongsun family, which they buried with their own hands, because the grave soil is still new after a short time. However, on the grave soil, there were already some tender green grass sprouts, but this did not add some vitality to this empty courtyard, but added a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Madame Butterfly looked solemn and walked slowly over to the huge grave, standing silently, her eyes fixed on the grave as if she were gazing at her own loved ones. Lu Feng stood next to her, also silently, not bothering him.

After standing like this for a while, Madame Butterfly slowly squatted down, picked up a handful of loess from the ground, and gently sprinkled it on the high grave, scattering a dozen handfuls of soil in a row, before slowly stopping. Lu Feng silently handed the incense candle to Madame Butterfly, who took it, lit it and carefully inserted it into the grave. Slowly, wisps of green smoke rose from the incense candle. Looking at the faint green smoke, Madame Butterfly's eyes had a thick sadness.

When Lu Feng saw it, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, sighed secretly in his heart, and silently handed the fire paper in his hand to Madame Butterfly. Madame Butterfly took the fire paper, and instead of lighting it all at once, she lit it one by one, and then gently placed it on the grave. The expression was so focused that it seemed to be doing the most sacred and solemn thing in the world, and as she lit it, tears gradually overflowed silently from the corners of her eyes and flowed on her smooth and beautiful face.

Seeing this situation, Lu Feng's emotions were involuntarily infected, and he had a sour feeling in his heart. He instinctively wanted to take out a tissue and hand it to Madame Butterfly, gently wiping away the tears from her face, such a subconscious act that almost every man would think of and do. But Lu Feng didn't have the habit of loading tissues, touched the empty pocket, sighed secretly in his heart, didn't say anything, and instructed to look at Madame Butterfly quietly.

When a person needs to be sad, give her a world of quiet sadness, don't disturb her, let her sad emotions bloom naturally, wither naturally, and disappear naturally. All I need to do is to let myself quietly accompany her to grieve and feel her sadness silently. Lu Feng stood beside Madame Butterfly, quietly looked at Madame Butterfly, and gradually felt that her silent tearful appearance also had a thrilling beauty.

Since God has given people the emotion of sorrow and the instinct to shed tears, when it is time to grieve, let sorrow bloom naturally; When it's time to shed tears, let them flow freely. However, when grieving, there should be moderation, excessive grief can damage the body. When crying, there is also a way, crying can only bring people grief, but quietly crying can bring people more thrilling power, giving people a sense of beauty, tears are sometimes a kind of beauty, a shocking beauty.

The fire paper was lit one by one, and the burned paper ashes flew up gently in the breeze, swirling slowly into the sky, not knowing where it had gone. With the ashes flying, are there the souls of young and beautiful women buried under this new grave? Will their souls reach the distant kingdom of heaven and rest there forever?