Butterfly Xiaohua didn't go back to the room, but signaled to the place ten steps away. And there was a great shelf set up there, covered with a curtain and holding a lamp, for it was for flowers, and not for rest. But if Butterfly Xiaohua wants to sit in, who can say that it is not suitable?

In addition to the place where the flowers are placed, where is the most suitable place to place the butterflies and smiling flowers?

Lin Dai was just afraid that there would be no chairs or couches there, and besides, he was afraid of the wind after all. Butterfly smile flower road, Lin Dai looked at the winter solstice these days, in fact, it is not cold, it is a warm winter, and now there is no strong wind, after all, the curtain is also blocked, and then ask the next person to move the soft couch and the big couch, and it will not be cold. If you want to look at the lights, after all, it is still good in the garden. Wouldn't it be a pity to go back to your room? And he obeyed him.

Yun Jian Dao Lin Dai didn't guess it thoroughly, and Lin Dai didn't argue with him, so he watched his subordinates set up a beauty couch in the flower curtain, spread a mattress blanket, and tilted the butterfly smile, and the pillow and the pillow were all thoughtful, and then he looked back on Yun Jian Dao: "The so-called thief captures the king first." I wasn't thorough in the first place, but I finally grasped the most important point. It is this point that is grasped, and the rest is not afraid. ”

Yun Jian said: "Oh? ”

Lin Dai owed: "The salary of the craftsman must be sponsored by the trumpet." ”

He made so many lanterns, and he had to give so much money to the craftsmen, where did the flat sky come from? Of course, it's to be Higashihama. Since he has a request for Donghama, this is just the beginning. Lin Dai had already been mentally prepared.

Yun Jian listened to her words, but he was truly happy.

Lin Dai's eyes widened in astonishment: "Isn't it? ”

At that time, the lantern had been lit to their side, and thousands of piles of fragrant snow were white, a red glow, and yellow golden chestnuts were sprinkled. The face of the forest is clear.

And the butterfly smile flower is in the curtain, where the lamp has not yet been lit, and it is still a deep, soft and greasy gray.

Yun Jian shook his head and said, "I still have the salary." But since you said that, to prove that you guessed right, I reluctantly accepted your sponsorship. ”

Lin Dai hated him so much that he wanted to punch him: "Little child? How interesting is this tongue to be? ”

Yun Jian stood there, and she couldn't beat this punch again.

For him, after all, it can't be unintentional. His appearance, figure, and ability are here. Even if she knew that he was not a good person, she could not be as casual as she was with others.

But the workers had lit their lamps close to the curtains.

Yun Jian looked over and said, "He doesn't sing anymore." ”

"Hmm."

"Hurt your throat? Or does he hate to make a joke? Yun Jian asked.

It's not a bad guess. Lin Dai's expression on his face was also very cheerful: "Good idea! ”

The instructions are still wrong.

So Yun Jian proposed, "Tell me why." You're going to get it right. I've made this bet with you. ”

Lin Dai lacked interest: "Actually, whether I say it or not, you still have to give me this lottery, right?" ”

Not bad. Yun Jian was able to get this color, of course, it was thoughtful. Use this to buy Higashihama. It can guarantee the continued economic development of the East Coast. It is also beneficial to the Central Plains. He had already decided to hand over this sweetness to Donghama, and it would not change because Lin Dai said one word and didn't say another.

Lin Dai knew this for a long time. The reason why I was still in high spirits in front of me was that I just wanted to drive the atmosphere and make Butterfly Xiaohua happy.

Cloud Sword knew that too. He laughed, "But you have to give something." People only cherish what they get in exchange after paying the price for themselves. ”

It makes sense, but Lin Dai can't refute it.

So Lin Dai told him why Butterfly Xiaohua was no longer willing to sing.

To put it bluntly, this is not unusual. But if Lin Dai didn't say it if he was killed, Yun Jian might really regret it for life. Thinking that this puzzle has not been solved, there is always a place in my heart that is uncomfortable.

Lin Dai wanted to say it, opened his mouth, but didn't spit out the words.

Yun Jian said vigilantly: "I'm already very polite, don't make any extraneous branches!" ”

Lin Dai didn't look at him angrily: "You think too much!" I'm not a professional storyteller. If you want to talk about it, you have to give me some time to think about it, right? ”

Yun Jian said: "Just tell the truth." ”

Lin Dai said angrily: "Other people and other things, I'll just open my mouth and say it." Is his heart the same as that of others? ”

The heart of Butterfly Xiaohua is a pearl of nine songs, and it is difficult to convey it. If you really want to make it clear, the difficulty is like doing a big paper, why can't you think about Lin Dai first?

"Reasonable, reasonable." Yun Jian apologized, "I don't rush you." You take your time. ”

Lin Dai thought for a while and said, "Let's tell it as a story." Once upon a time, there was a girl ......"

"Girls?" Cloud Sword questioned.

Lin Dai blushed: "I'm not very good at telling stories, can you just listen to it?" ”

"Okay." Yun Jian apologized again: "Please continue." ”

Lin Dai said: "In the past, there was such an iceberg......

Yun Jian wanted to ask why it had become an iceberg again, but Lin Dai's eyes were obviously "If you dare to interrupt me again, you will die"! Yun Jian had no choice but to endure and listen to her.

Lin Dai gradually expressed his feelings: "There is such a mountain, very high, very high, the mountain is covered with very thick ice and snow, you see at a glance that it is all white, all kinds of white, all kinds of transparent, but it is not really transparent. You can't see the rocks. As far as the eye can see, it's very crystalline, shiny. And white clouds like white yarn. It's so white that you blow like you're about to melt. You can imagine such a mountain. ”

Yun Jian said that there was a picture.

Lin Dai said: "This mountain has always been there, very lonely, one day it thought, I will make a girl for myself!" So it was made, and the girl was as beautiful as ice and snow, and as light as a cloud. People are amazed when they see it. will blame her for being ruthless. In fact, she is not ruthless, she is ruthless. Can you understand the difference? ”

Cloud Sword nodded.

Lin Dai said: "There is no such thing as emotion in the mountain. It made a soul, and it couldn't make something for her that it didn't have in the first place. That girl is not ruthless, but she just doesn't understand other people's feelings. She also cares about others, calculates, and sees too much, and she pities these people. Pity is mixed with deep disgust. Who told her that she didn't have the feelings of ordinary people? She has a special ability, that is, she can emit a very beautiful light. She cares about it. Because that's the best thing the mountain has ever given her. And she loved the light too. Others like it too. They want to see her light. They appreciated her. As a result, she gradually hated even this only hobby. Just because others will come to see and appreciate. So she wanted to put an end to it. She didn't want to have anything to do with these people anymore. She's going back to the snowy mountains. ”

In the end, Lin Dai's eyes welled up with tears.

Yun Jian was speechless for a while. In the end, he realized that there really wasn't much to say about the story itself. He only had one question: "You are with Boss Die, who is the girl and who is the boy?" ”

Lin Dai crossed his hands on his hips: "Hey! ”

Yun Jian smiled.

It's nothing more than pretending to be a prodigal talk, so as to open up this embarrassing atmosphere.

And the workers have lit the lamps, and they have also lit the curtains.

They didn't dare to get too close to Butterfly Xiaohua for the time being.

Butterfly Xiaohua leaned there quietly, as if it was an existence that people did not dare to get too close to.

Who would dare to reach out to the crystal iceberg in the sky?

They only lit the lamp on the side first, a very small lamp, and wore a large canopy, and when they lit it, they only needed to light the candle in the middle. It already looks very beautiful from the outside.

There was music in the distance. Without butterflies and flowers, people still have to sing and listen to operas. If you've heard the play of Butterfly Xiaohua before, you'll think it's beautiful enough this time.

This passage is sung in the poetry of the ancients: "I am afraid that I will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn high candles to shine red makeup." ”

The workers lit the lights on the canopy.

Colorful and large bouquets of flowers are the highlight of the night. People flocked to her, only to see the beautiful woman leaning tiredly inside, hanging her long eyelashes, unmoved by any outside noise. Half of the jet-black slid down, and the other half rested on his shoulder. His robe was as green as the sky in a distant foreign land.

Lin Daixing approached and said, "Hey! ”

People held their breath, waiting for the moment when the flower of interpretation would wake up.

At that time, it must have been as if the whole night had bloomed for him.

But he didn't move.

There is no sound, no breath, no warmth.

Lindai's fingertips touched him. His skin is cold. Like flower petals.

The petals never have a temperature. And flowers only live for a few days? Some are just time to leave and come back.

Lin Dai picked up the stalk, shook it open, and wrapped the butterfly smile.

She didn't care how Yun Jian pulled the person next to her back in full screen. She didn't know how she had used her two hands to carry Butterfly Smile back to her room. She couldn't remember how long she had been smiling.

She could keep warming his heart, but the heart wouldn't beat anymore.

It was a long time before she walked out of the room, raised her hand to cover the sun's rays, and said to Yun Jian, "Burn it." ”

Behind her, the black pane undulated slightly. The body under the hood was so thin that it seemed to be nothing more than a flower.

"You ......" Yun Jian wanted to say something comforting.

It's actually useless. Even the gods, Buddhas, and bodhisattvas know that comfort is useless. None of them advised anyone to mourn. They only practice, transcend, transcend.

It's a paradox: if you're detached, then someone's life and death don't mean anything special to you. You let go. So what's the point of detachment? But if you want to find meaning in a certain person, then there will be life, old age, death, love and separation.

From the beginning of the birth promised all hope, from the birth has stepped into the sea of suffering.

Lin Dai calmly said to Yun Jian: "There is a place where we will meet again." ”

She doesn't save transcendence, she only seeks reincarnation. In the endless cycle of samsara, perhaps one day, they will meet in another form.

Maybe he was in the spotlight on stage, plucking the strings timidly, and how many girls in the audience screamed madly. She was already an old woman, wearing a Chanel coat, with undyed white hair, but wearing bright lipstick, stepping into her black Lincoln, looking at his appearance on the electronic screen, thinking, what a boring young man...... Hey, but it's so pretty. (To be continued......)