Since meeting in the cinema that day, Yan Yu and Ye Yichen and He Yujing have left contact information for each other.

Yan Yu and Ye Yichen have occasional contacts, of course, the most is about the discussion of the hundred kinds of Journey to the West.

After a few simple exchanges, Yan Yu felt that Ye Yichen, a girl, was really rare and knowledgeable, had strange ideas, and had her own unique opinions on some things.

He always thought that at his age, he was very knowledgeable and well-read. But compared with Ye Yichen, Yan Yu felt that he was still far behind.

During this month, there was one thing that made him puzzled.

Once, Yan Yu asked Xiao Bing what Ye Yichen would do when he was free on weekdays.

Xiao Bing told him that Ye Yichen had almost no free time, and even when she had nothing to do, she would do live broadcasts.

At that time, Yan Yu was speechless, and asked Ye Yichen what platform to do live broadcasts.

Since Xiao Bing didn't know very well, he only knew that Ye Yichen was doing a live broadcast, and he didn't know the details.

So this question has been lingering in Yan Yu's mind, which makes him unable to let go for a long time, but he is reluctant to take the initiative to ask Ye Yichen, after all, they are not as familiar as they imagined.

After more than a month like this, and less than a week before leaving school, Yan Yu, Xiao Bing and Ye Yichen made an appointment to go to Zhouzhuang to play.

On this day, after the baptism of summer showers, Zhouzhuang looked very cool, and there was no summer heat and boredom.

Yan Yu and they arrived in Zhouzhuang in the afternoon, when there were many tourists.

After a short discussion, the three of them decided to rent a cruise boat and play in Zhouzhuang Water Lane and Huanzhen Water Canal first, and wait for the land tourists to be less before going ashore to watch the scenery.

There are hundreds of rowing boats in Zhouzhuang, which are available for tourists to take in the water lanes.

Walking along the river, you will encounter pleasure boats driving down the river. Boat tourists are leisurely on the sparkling water, see the scenery of the ancient town, and listen to the boat lady Wu song singing.

Yan Yu and the three of them walked across the Fu'an Bridge to the waterfront wharf, and after more than 30 minutes of waiting, they finally waited for a four-seater double boat boat.

Without further ado, they stepped onto the boat, and the three of them sat in the cabin with a smile and a smile.

Yan Yu sat on one side, and Ye Yichen naturally sat on the other side with Xiao Bing.

After the recommendation of the boat lady, the three of them also followed the boat girl's wishes and asked for a pot of grandma tea, which was placed on the small table in the cabin.

After the tea was boiled, Yan Yu very gentlemanly divided a cup of tea between Xiao Bing and Ye Yichen, and then filled it for himself, and the fragrance of tea gradually filled the entire cabin.

The three of them drank tea, looked at the scenery of the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, listened to the song of the boat lady, and sighed for a long time at the blue bricks and tiles on the shore that still retained the ancient style.

But because Zhouzhuang has never reduced the number of tourists throughout the year, this ancient town has never been lonely, and there are not so many vicissitudes.

In the past month or so, Yan Yu and Ye Yichen have communicated several times, and they have become more and more familiar, so they have not let Xiao Bing be the middleman to communicate and chat with each other.

"You know what? When I rarely went out in the past, I always thought that Zhou Zhuang was related to Zhuang Zhou, because their names were really similar. Yan Yu learned from the ancients, and after raising his head and taking a sip of tea, he smiled and told Ye Yichen and Xiao Bing about his previous troubles.

"Yes, there is such a thing, but your house is so close to Zhouzhuang, and you have never been here before?" Ye Yichen asked rhetorically.

"It's not that I haven't been here, but Zhuang Zhou entered my world earlier, so the impression is deeper. Yan Yu said with a smile: "Just like in the language book when I was a child, I remember that Tian Xiaofei's "Thirteen-Year-Old Encounter" mentioned Peking University, and then in my impression, Peking University only has the Weiming Lake and Boya Tower in the shadow of the lake. ”

"Then how did Zhuang Zhou enter your world?" Ye Yichen asked curiously.

"Of course, it's Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. Yan Yu smiled slightly, as if he had thought of something interesting.

"Is there any story about this, can you tell us about it?" Ye Yichen looked at Yan Yu's appearance and knew that there should be some stories in it.

Yan Yu didn't answer Ye Yichen immediately, but secretly looked at Xiao Bing, who was lying sideways on the edge of the boat to watch the scenery.

"You just say it again, Miss Ben is accommodating and won't dislike you, don't worry. Xiao Bing saw Yan Yu looking over, so he said to him with a smile: "It's okay, I'll listen to the fairy tale again and see if I can hear the flowers." ”

So Yan Yu began to tell Ye Yichen how Zhuang Zhou entered his world, and how he understood Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly.

It turned out that when Yan Yu was five or six years old, his family was still in a small village outside Gusu City, and Yan Yu often played in the wild with his friends.

One day, his friends didn't know where he went, so he had to go to play in the field alone.

At that time, the fields were just in spring, the sun was shining, the breeze was gentle, and the green and bright grass and flowers were everywhere.

Yan Yu rolled on a green grass alone, waiting for the friends who would gather here on weekdays.

But left and right, I didn't see them appear, so Yan Yu was a little unhappy in his heart, thinking that his friends were not playing with him anymore, so he was a little depressed.

Just when Yan Yu was depressed, three or four butterflies flew over, stopped on the wildflowers not far from him, and then flew off into the distance.

At that time, Yan Yu was only five or six years old, and that unhappy mood quickly disappeared with the arrival of the butterfly.

So he began to chase those butterflies, and after catching them, the butterflies did not catch, but made his own body dirty, and there were still a few tender grasses in his mouth, such as a calf eating grass halfway through, because of the distant scenery, with half of the grass in his mouth and looking into the distance in a daze.

In less than a moment, Yan Yu's child's temper rose, and he began to chase those butterflies desperately, and those butterflies also scurried up and down in panic.

Unfortunately, a slower-flying pink butterfly was still caught by Yan Yu.

However, after grabbing the butterfly, Yan Yu, who was still a child, did not ravage it like other children, such as tearing off their wings.

Yan Yu just quietly grabbed the pink butterfly's wings and looked at the butterfly's body curiously.

And the pink butterfly's wings kept fluttering up and down, causing the powder on its body to fall off a few layers.

At this moment, a childish girl's voice rang in Yan Yu's ears: "Let go of that butterfly!"

Yan Yu was startled, let go of his hand in a daze, and then quickly turned his head in the direction where the voice came from.

To this day, he remembers the encounter very well.

On the ridge of the field, next to three one-person-high grasses, a little girl, dressed in a floral cloth dress, tied with two braids, pouted a small mouth, stared at a pair of big watery eyes, crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed at Yan Yu with the other, puffing out her anger, making her expression very cute.

That little girl, I don't know what magic power is, when she appeared, the butterflies that were originally on Yan Yu's side flew towards her one after another.

The pink butterfly that was released by Yan Yu in a panic, after struggling in the air, also flew past Yan Yu tremblingly and flew towards the little girl.

After flying a meter or two, the pink butterfly returned to normal, and as if it was very happy, it pounced on the little girl.

That scene was deeply imprinted in Yan Yu's mind, a little girl in a floral cloth dress, standing next to three one-person-high grasses, a group of butterflies dancing around her, the breeze blowing, the little girl blinked her big smart eyes, it was at that moment, she was like a flower fairy, pure and refined.

At that time, Yan Yu stayed and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Why do you want to catch such a beautiful and cute little butterfly?" the little girl asked when she saw Yan Yu motionless in a daze.

"I, I..." Yan Yu was frightened by the sudden momentum of the strange little girl, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing Yan Yu's scared and nervous appearance, the little girl was no longer angry, and suddenly became a little happy, and then walked towards Yan Yu like a big sister, and said as she walked: "Okay, I forgive you, don't be nervous." ”

"Uh..." Yan Yu regained some composure at this time, and then replied with an innocent face.

The little girl walked up to Yan Yu, and the group of butterflies also flew over with the little girl, circling around them.

The little girl naturally sat on the grass next to Yan Yu, and then looked at Yan Yu, who was still standing in place, and smiled slightly.

Yan Yu touched her head awkwardly, then sat down against the little girl, and said timidly: "Little sister, why do those butterflies fly around you?"

When the little girl heard Yan Yu call him little sister, she immediately burst into laughter, squinted her eyes and said to Yan Yu: "I don't know, it's like this when you are young, maybe they like me." By the way, you know how you catch butterflies here? Butterflies can't be caught indiscriminately. ”

"Why, young lady, that butterfly bites, but I haven't found its mouth just now. Yan Yu asked with a frightened face, but full of doubts.

"They don't bite, but they become a person, and that person is so fierce that I heard they will catch children. The little girl said with a serious face.

"The butterfly will become a person, what is that person's name? Do we know him? Is it a fairy? A fairy doesn't catch children, they are bad people, and butterflies are monsters. Yan Yu covered his head, not daring to look at the butterflies flying around him, and said a lot of questions to himself.

Seeing Yan Yu's frightened appearance, the little girl followed the example of an adult, patted the hand on his head and said, "Don't be afraid, you see those beautiful butterflies all listen to me, I will let them not catch you." ”

"Really, will they turn into monsters?" Yan Yu still covered his head, but still secretly looked at the little girl and asked timidly.

"No, they become a person. I heard that the person's name is Zhuang Zhou, and he is still an old man, but he is fierce. The little girl said with a serious face.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yu asked.

"I don't know about this, but my brother told me not to hurt those butterflies. The little girl still answered Yan Yu's question very seriously, and then said to him, "Why are you playing here alone?"

"The rest of the people didn't know where to go, so I just played here by myself. Young lady, what about you, why are you here alone. Yan Yu asked curiously.

"I see, I heard from the adults that there were some people from the school who wanted to select some children to study in the city, so my friends went there to watch the excitement. My family wanted my brother to study, so my sister and I had to help the family, so we didn't go, saying that when my brother earned money, he would let us study, and my brother was good at studying. What about you, your father doesn't want you to go to the city to study?" the little girl said this, her tone was a little lost, but she quickly recovered.

"That's right, no wonder I can't see them today. My dad didn't mention that to me, so I came here to play. ”

Yan Yu said heartlessly.

"Little sister, will the butterfly really turn into an old grandfather?" Yan Yu asked again.

"Yes, my brother won't lie to me, my brother is good to me. The little girl replied.

......

That night, Yan Yu had a dream, in his dream, the pink butterfly he caught, turned into an old man with white hair, the old man put Yan Yu in a bag, only one head was exposed, and then smiled and carried him to the smoke that came out of nowhere.