One day a week, he gets up early in the morning, goes to the designated place to meet the master to learn to drive, and then goes back to the company to work, eats some takeout at the unit at noon, and goes back to the apartment to cook in the evening after work. He never went into the kitchen before, but now he has begun to slowly ponder the Sichuan cuisine in his hometown.

He also asked his mother to express chili peppers and other seasonings from his hometown, although it was not interesting to eat alone, but he was still very intoxicated with the whole cooking process. Over the course of the year, he found that his cooking skills had become more and more sophisticated.

A person begins to have a certain requirement for eating, and gradually has a new understanding of many aspects.

A few months later, he managed to get his driver's license. He was very happy that day, although the license was of no use to him at the moment, and the company did not have a car for him to drive, but he was content to stuff it into his wallet. Walking on the road, it is as if you are driving a BMW, galloping on the road of life.

Happy life starts from the feet. On that day, he kept taking out his driver's license and looking at it, which was the second thing he was proud of in his life.

Life has become more and more perfect, but the fly in the ointment is that no one can share the joy of this success for him. At night, he made a phone call to his mother, who was far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, and his mother was naturally the most concerned person in the world.

Lying on the bed, I silently stuffed my driver's license into my wallet, then turned on my charged mobile phone, got on QQ, and found that the butterfly was online. It's so late, she rarely goes online at night. Although they were far apart, he still knew her whereabouts, and he knew that she had always had a good routine, not staying up late, not staying up all night, and not even eating for supper.

No wonder she is so well maintained. It's also a favorite place for diving birds. Unlike zygote, the whole day and night are reversed, and she has to sleep until more than three o'clock in the afternoon during the day before getting up, and go to work at five o'clock. He wondered how their company could tolerate such a decadent woman as the editor-in-chief of an in-house magazine.

Thinking of zygote, he took a look at QQ, and sure enough, it was online, and this time period should be her moment of high spirits. He ignored her, and he was so bored with her. Because when they were in the magic capital, they used to be neighbors for a long time. Zygote would call him out for a drink late at night, or ask him to accompany her to get a haircut at an inexplicable time, or suddenly break into his place of residence, regardless of whether his roommate was hanging around around with only a pair of panties......

When the group of them had a meal, Zygote actually said that when he went to the toilet at the diving bird's house, he saw * marks on the toilet seat. The diving bird didn't say anything that day, just smiled. The diving bird has always been the object of her ridicule and attack, but he completely accepts the trick in a way that overcomes the rigidity, or the circumference of Tai Chi, just ignoring you.

To say that zygotes are not interesting to diving birds is false. Even the old horse saw this, and he secretly asked the butterfly, what happened to the two of them?

What's wrong? Butterfly knew very well in her heart, not at all. But butterflies are hard to say, and the situation inside is a bit complicated. This is also where butterflies worry and concern.

Butterfly's diary for today has changed.

I wrote a poem today: Where will I wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

Butterflies always like to use some ancient poems, sometimes quotes, sometimes write a few sentences themselves, and rhyme. As a Chinese background, she does have a good literary cultivation, which is also reflected in her body and temperament. She has a beauty that makes men naturally fascinated, although she is not very beautiful, but a woman like her cannot be described as beautiful, it seems to be some kind of defilement, she has a kind of softness and fairy of early morning dew.

At this point, they all said that butterflies are becoming more and more fairy. However, in the eyes of diving birds, this fairy spirit has a bit more of a lonely and melancholy flavor. Especially after the death of Butterfly's father, she floated around like a ghost. Although she never shows the loneliness in her heart. But everyone can see that in this world, she has no relatives at all.

The lonely diving bird can deeply understand it.

How he wanted to hug her tightly, to give comfort and tenderness, but her sometimes cold gaze made him shudder, and naturally retreated to his rightful place.

This kind of love game torments two people, and the difficulty is that neither of them can say it, at least in their circle, no one will think that diving birds and butterflies have secret feelings.

That night, the diving bird read the butterfly's QQ log several times, wondering why she was drinking? Why is he still online so late all of a sudden, is it because he misses him, or for some other reason, he wants to go back to the magic capital as soon as possible and be able to meet her, but a thousand words always turn into a wisp of green smoke when they meet......

Diving birds endure the scorching heat in small towns out of town, and butterflies also suffer in the magic capital. Although Modu is located in a seaside city, the weather forecast has been reporting for a while: a new wave of subtropical high pressure is controlling Shencheng. It's as if the magic capital has a hat on its head and is grilled on the fire.

At this time, the butterfly's work suddenly became busy. The photographer named JJ asked Butterfly to do an album interview with him. The interview took place on an ocean liner, and the subject of the interview was the lonely and happy men on the ocean liner.

JJ is a man in his forties, tall and thin, his face is not dark, but he has been taking pictures outside all the year round, and his neck is as distinct as the dividing ridge of black mountain and white water, and he looks slightly older than men of the same age. He and Butterfly have known each other for many years, and they have worked on many albums together, usually when he chooses the topic and shoots, and Butterfly cooperates with his interviews and writing.

That day, he called Butterfly at night, and Butterfly didn't want to answer it, because it was too hot, and people were too lazy to move, but it was difficult to say, and finally reluctantly agreed.

Because they were going to get on the boat for an interview, they made an appointment very early. At dawn, JJ's off-road vehicle appeared in the butterfly community. To be honest, Butterfly didn't sleep well all night, and when I woke up in the morning, I was a little in a trance. The moment I got in JJ's car, I seemed to wake up because the work had already begun.

JJ is a man who talks a lot, and you're welcome, so as soon as he got in the car, he started bombing. talked about his work, the current development trend of his studio, his future plans, and how many projects he wants to collaborate on......

The butterfly listened silently, occasionally asking about herself, and simply said it in a few words. Compared to his grandiose work and goals, Butterfly pales in complete dwarf, and is even more embarrassed to elaborate.