This night, the butterfly had some insomnia, enjoying the night alone, her thoughts were rolling, and she was very sad about the feelings of the past and the present, and she couldn't get up by herself, and then sighed slowly. Untied the hair rope, let the hair fall apart, and turned the neck, the sour and numb feeling was indescribably comfortable.

Later, as soon as she went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and went to bed after drinking, the diving bird came inexplicably.

Butterfly looked at him standing outside the dark door, it was so late, there was silence in the corridor, and most of the people had already turned off the lights to rest, so they were also stunned, and asked: What are you doing? It's so late, and you still run over? Are you someone who doesn't sleep?

The diving bird stood silently outside the door, and a pair of eyes that looked already very tired tried to keep them sharp, and said, "Yes, it's a little late, are you all asleep?"

He was obviously asking about the kite.

The butterfly subconsciously pulled the placket of his clothes, and was ready to sleep, so he only wore a simple nightgown, which was a little cramped in front of him at the moment. Said: "Stop the kite will start school tomorrow on the first day, and I have already slept."

The diving bird smiled dryly and said, "Yes, it's because he starts school tomorrow on the first day, so he stopped by."

The butterfly was a little puzzled and said, "By the way?"

The diving bird laughed more and more dryly, and it was a bit far-fetched to say it by the way, but he didn't want to be too serious on the subject, and said: If you don't want me to come in, I won't come in. Just talking at the door, will it affect the people next door?

Butterfly suddenly realized that she was so rude, so the bad people took care of their mother and son every now and then, and they had to look at the Buddha's face if they didn't look at the monk's face. He smiled and said, "It's okay, come in, I haven't slept yet."

The butterfly turned to one side, let the diving bird, the diving bird flashed into the house, the butterfly gently closed the door, and then the two of them stood at the door of the living room, face to face for a while, the diving bird turned his mind and said: Oh, I actually just got off work, and suddenly thought that he would start school tomorrow, so I wanted to come and see.

Butterfly smiled slightly and said: You want to see, you should have come earlier, how could a child go to bed so late?

The diving bird nodded and said, "Yes, so I was still a little hesitant along the way, thinking about it but not wanting to come, for fear of disturbing your rest." But because of this box of snacks, I thought I might as well come over.

As he spoke, he handed a large cardboard box he was carrying in front of the butterfly, the butterfly had already seen it, and he didn't know what it contained, and it was inconvenient to ask, but he thought that it was probably something that was sent in front of him, and sure enough.

Butterfly looked at the cardboard box and said dumbly: Why do you bother with this? Can't you eat it yourself? Or drive all the way to deliver it?

The diving bird looked down at the cardboard box and said: I was attending a drinking party with Feng Yu and some customers at night, you know I don't drink again. The host was also very polite, and when he left, he gave each of them a large box of Western-style pastries, saying that they were made by a three-star Michelin chef, and we had to accept them. Feng Yu and I have one box per person. I don't think I can eat so many pastries by myself, so I took it because I had to go to school tomorrow, so I took it. Remember to put it in the refrigerator.

Butterfly was a little embarrassed, looking at the large box of very delicate pastries in his hand, he was a little hesitant to take it or not, so he hesitated.

The diving bird saw her thoughts, and said lightly: You don't have to mind this idea. Anyway, it's for the kite, for my son, I can't send him in person tomorrow, I'm already very guilty, don't make me sad, okay? I've taken it all, do you want me to drive it back like this again and run it for nothing?

Butterfly listened, Fang took it, walked to the refrigerator on the side, opened the door directly, and put it in.

Then he said: Then, you're welcome, it's really hard for you, run like this.

The diving bird looked at it, put it at ease, and said: It's okay, I usually sleep late, and sometimes I have to work overtime when I go home, and now the company has been expanding, and there are a lot of things. You, you yourself also care more about yourself. Go to bed early, I-then, I'll go.

Butterfly looked at him with a fierce gaze, in fact, she knew that he still had something to say and stopped, but she didn't want to provoke his desire to speak, so she pushed the boat and said: Be careful on your own road, it's almost midnight, don't be too busy with work, and be careful about your body.

The diving bird's eyes became extremely deep, looked at the butterfly, and said stupidly: I know, you-I'm leaving-

As soon as he turned around, he opened the door and left.

The butterfly looked at his figure going downstairs, listening to the sound of his footsteps sliding down and getting lighter, and suddenly became dazed.

Obviously, just now I was looking at him to leave quickly, but at this moment, I really couldn't bear it.

The butterfly looked at it in a daze, then closed the door again, opened the refrigerator again, took out the pastry box, couldn't suppress the curiosity, opened the layers of packaging, and looked carefully, there were all kinds of exquisite pastries inside, each of which was individually packaged, looking very novel and very attractive. Butterflies can't tell what it is, but it looks delicious anyway.

Seeing the butterflies, they felt hungry. I swallowed my saliva, rewrapped it, put it back in the refrigerator, went to the kitchen and picked up the half glass of undrunk water, poured it into my belly in one go, and then turned off the light and went into the house, and went to bed.

Therefore, the butterfly took advantage of the fact that it was still early, and asked the kite to sleep a little longer, but she had already gotten up and went to the kitchen to get breakfast. In fact, you don't have to get it early, it's just the pastry that the diving bird sent over last night.

She was still a little lazy, so she first went to the bathroom to look in the mirror to see if her face was good, and then combed her hair in the mirror, and after combing her hair, she carefully cleaned up all the hair that fell on the ground.

I went to the toilet quietly, but my ears listened attentively to the movement in the bedroom, and when I sat on the toilet, my mind was still tossing and turning about what it looked like when the diving birds came last night.

Thinking of his embarrassed and unnatural expression, I laughed a little.

Then I washed my hands, went to the refrigerator and took out the box of pastries, put it on the dining table, and let the kite choose what she wanted to eat for a while. At this point, she boiled a kettle of water, and while she boiled the water, she began to brush her teeth and wash her face. When all this was done, she looked at the time and went back into the house to wake up the sleeping kite.

Zhi Kite looked at the box of pastries on the table, and his surprised expression seemed to have seen the legendary Santa Claus, and his eyes widened and said, "Mom, when did you buy so many delicious foods?" Why didn't you tell me?

Butterfly smiled and said: I didn't buy it, how could I buy it in the middle of the night? It was specially sent by your father in the middle of the night. See for yourself, what do you like to eat? I'll give you some milk.

The kite's eyes widened and he said, "Mom, when did he come yesterday?" How did I not know?

The butterfly looked at him casually and said, "You are sleeping like a piglet, who can wake you up?"

He looked at everything, then picked one, put it down, and picked up another, apparently wanting to eat each one. The butterfly couldn't stand it, so she said: Okay, it's all you eat anyway, as for picking like this?

The kite-like looked at the butterfly with a smile and said, "Mom, I want to eat it, it's so delicious."

The butterfly took one at random, and then said: I haven't eaten it yet, how do you know it's delicious? Some pastries look delicious, but they don't taste very good. But it's made by a three-Michelin-starred chef.

The kite was curious: What is Michiri Samsung?