Butterflies curl up in the water pavilion.

Autumn is cooler, the waterside is even cooler, but the water pavilion is warm and there is a fire. Baking like spring.

Spring is sleepy. Butterfly Xiaohua seems to be lazier. This new drama seems to have exhausted his energy. He didn't even go to the usual socials, just like a cat, lying next to the stove in a daze.

The severed bamboo beside the trail is slowly growing new leaves. It's just that it has just grown, and it's going to wither and yellow again. Butterfly Xiaohua doesn't care either.

The bamboo was facing north. The direction of Yunjian's test. Now that Yunjian has not returned, the bamboo window is still open, but Butterfly Xiaohua is no longer looking.

He didn't look at anyone, and he didn't look at the film when he handed it in.

The so-called film is a bit similar to a business card. It's just that anyone can print the business card of modern society, but the film of Daling can be used by people with status. These pieces are here, the weight is so heavy that it can crush the little servant's arm, and the weight behind it is so heavy that it can crush people to death. Butterfly Xiaohua said that if she can't see it, she won't see it.

In the past, he dared to be willful, because Tang Tai guarded him. Second Master Xie originally thought that this was Yun Jian's love, but in fact, it was Xie Xiaoheng's face at all.

Now that the butterfly smile has reached this point, there is simply no need to be afraid. Because so many heavyweights stared at him, but none of them were powerful enough to overwhelm the crowd, so no one dared to bully him. He has struck a delicate balance between these powerful people. If he didn't die himself, it would be hard to break the balance.

But another piece came in.

This film is wonderful, with only two words written on the front: It's me.

On the reverse side there are six words: old time. Old place.

The little servant has the authorization of Butterfly Xiaohua, and he can throw away all the other films, but this film does not dare to deal with it without authorization.

Who is me? Who am I? What time is the old time? What is the old place?

I don't know!

The little servant is the henchman of Butterfly Xiaohua. Butterfly Xiaohua's itinerary is all handed over to them to help deal with. But this film, they just don't have a clue!

The more clueless you are, the less you dare to be contemptuous. The tone of this film is too big, it's not an old acquaintance, and it can't be written like that. The little servant thinks that the person who wrote the film must have a very iron relationship with Boss Die. Iron to the point where they know more about the boss than they do. They had no choice but to hand the film to Butterfly Xiaohua.

The piece gently turned between the fingers of the butterfly smile. He smiled. His eyes narrowed, and he smiled slightly at himself, which was not pleasant, like the light light that had just fallen. There's that ruthless tenderness.

The little servant dared to ask: "Is it an acquaintance of the boss?" ”

"It's an acquaintance." Butterfly smiles and flowers.

"Are you going to an appointment?" The little servant asked again.

"Yes." Butterfly smiles and flowers. Look into the distance. "After all, I've been waiting so long!"

The sun is thinning, the heavy twilight haze is gradually shrouded, and the bamboo forest is even more gloomy.

A small gate in the woods. It opened silently.

If someone finds out that this is the small door of Butterfly Xiaohua, and wants to break in, maybe a strong man will suddenly appear and fork him out directly with a blue face. Perhaps there will be sensible servants who will politely invite him out. The way to deal with it depends on the person, but one thing is certain: the door of the butterfly smile is not so easy to enter. Even if it's not locked or latched, it's no exception.

Whether a door is hospitable or not is not necessarily related to whether it is locked or not.

Just like whether a beautiful woman wants to be soaked by you, it is a truth that the collar of her clothes is low or not, and there is no inevitable connection.

If you see a woman with a low collar and a high skirt, you think she is complaining about herself, and you want to throw her down, this kind of person must have something wrong with her brain.

There was a slender scholar who didn't seem to have a problem with his brain, so he just entered the small door, and he didn't feel reckless at all.

He is as beautiful as a five-character landscape poem, flowing naturally in front of people's eyes, and his face may be a little too pale, like a cocoon flower note that has forgotten to color, so that people don't know how to drop ink. But his expression is clear, just like the current weather, a late autumn, full of frost, a day of green exhibition.

Is it for this sake? When he entered, no one stopped him.

He walked to the bridge, and the little servant smiled in a panic and dazedly, making way for him, thinking: Except for our butterfly boss, how can there be such a beautiful boy in the world? Such a beauty...... Strange, how like where have you ever seen it?

He stepped across the delicate water curved bridge, and the surface of the water reflected his face, which was a rippling wave. There is no bowl lotus on the water, and if there is, the petals must be put together.

His face can be ashamed.

He stepped into the palace lantern water pavilion, stepped on the scarlet carpet, and looked at the soles of his feet.

He wears thin shoes and is dignified. Such shoes on such a blanket, scratching the boots, can not fully appreciate the beauty of this blanket. So he simply took off his shoes, revealing a pair of feet, wearing snow-white cotton stockings. When such socks stepped on the soft velvet blanket, he was so comfortable that he let out a "hmm" and narrowed his eyes.

Butterfly Smile also squinted her eyes, like a cat, her pointed paws curled into the soft pads.

The scholar walked towards him, calmly every step. Instead, Butterfly Xiaohua staggered her gaze first and sighed: "It's been a long time." ”

"yes, Eichibe." The scholar folded the fan between his fingers lightly and lifted his chin, "Boss Die, I think you owe me an explanation?" ”

"Huh? Does the girl want a commission? Butterfly Xiaohua opened her eyes innocently and asked her.

Lin Dai smiled.

She looked like the delicate moon on the horizon, and when she smiled, she was like the wind blowing through the forest: "You have made a lot of money in this play." ”

Die Xiaohua confessed: "I sing and earn a lot." It's like opening a bottomless bowl and asking someone to throw money into it. There are always some people who love to vote. In this new play, they voted even more happily, and I had to tie up the bag myself and tell them: enough is enough. That's enough. You can't go too far! ”

"I didn't expect you to know so much." Lin Dai said.

"When the moon is full, you lose." Butterfly smiled and said, "I know that my blessings are shallow, so I always refrain from doing so." ”

"Then where do you think your blessings are boundary?" Lin Dai asked curiously.

"Here." Butterfly smiled and looked at her eyelashes, and said softly like a dream, "There is a person who I have been waiting for all my life." I didn't know who I was waiting for before I waited for her, and after waiting for her, I knew I couldn't wait for her in my life. And now she's here, coming for me, and she's looking at me as I look at her, and our voices disappear into the same pavilion. This is already the limit of my blessings. ”

Lin Dai said that no heart palpitations are fake. She raised her eyebrows: "You and Xie Yunjian said the same thing?" ”

Before she spoke, she regretted it again. She didn't want to hurt him, let alone insult him. It's strange to say, she can ignore what he has done before. It is not so much that she came to him to ask for sin, but that the reason why she asked for sin is to find him. (To be continued......)