The diving birds listened silently there.

Butterfly fell silent, he seemed to be still carefully recalling the words she had said, it sounded very moving, and it seemed to be very frank, but—

The diving bird said: You didn't answer my question.

Butterfly felt a dry mouth, and said a little bluntly: I called you at the beginning, don't you know?

The diving bird said: Which time?

Butterfly said: I really called you once after I knew I had a child, but your mother asked me not to look for you again, that call was very unpleasant, so I didn't look for you again after that, I think I really can't pester you anymore, you should have your own life. I thought about it a lot, and I really thought about it, and I felt that the two of us were really not suitable, and besides, he had been taking care of me all the time, and he said he didn't mind.

The diving bird was shocked and then asked, "My mother?" Was my mom answering the phone? How could it be that my mom answered the phone? How could my mother say that to you behind my back? …… Did you say you were pregnant?

Butterfly sighed and said: I was looking for you because of this, but then I didn't say it.

The diving bird said: Why did you choose not to say such an important thing? I'm sure if she knew you were pregnant, she wouldn't say anything like that you shouldn't come to me. But why didn't you choose not to say it? Do you know how harmful it is for you to be silent and don't say anything?

The butterfly wanted to stand up a little, and left directly with the kite, and finally forced himself after enduring it for a long time, continued to sit there, and said patiently: Don't talk about those things, okay? Did you invite me to dinner, or did you come to interrogate me? It's all gone, is it still interesting to chatter?

The diving bird put down what he was doing, suddenly walked up to the butterfly, grabbed her shoulders, stared at her and said, "Why is it boring?" It's important, you know? How can I not say, I've been looking for you for seven years. Yes, you may not care, because you are married, have your own family, and live happily, but you are very selfish in making such a decision, do you know? Over the years, I've been thinking about it all day, and I've even thought about it, will you be dead, die somewhere you don't know, I think you're alone, and you don't have any relatives, who knows what really happened? But I didn't expect you to get married.

The butterfly looked at him stunned, a little choked. It took a long time to slowly spit out a sentence: Ying Shuying, I can tell you why I didn't say it at the beginning. It's because I don't want to beg you to marry me because I have a child.

The diving bird looked at her in a daze and asked in confusion: Why?

Butterfly said: In my world, love is love, and children are children. If I want you to pity me and sympathize with me because I accidentally had a child, or that you are willing to take on some kind of responsibility and marry me, it is contrary to my original intention of marriage and love.

The diving bird said weakly: Why do you think that?

Butterfly said: You know, the one thing I hate most about men is: I will be responsible for you. I chose to leave because I couldn't convince myself to marry you because of the kite stop. I don't want to say to your mother, I have your son's child, so it's okay, let me meet him, right? Let's be together, shall we? No! You know, I definitely wouldn't be like that. I must not allow that to do so. Love is not compromised, and marriage is not improvised. If I want to marry you, it's because I really think you're worthy of me, and I'm only marrying you, not your family. So, I couldn't tell you at the beginning, and I won't tell you. Anyway, you now know that there is indeed a child of your own in this world, isn't that enough?

The diving bird bit its lip and said: Not enough! Of course not enough! The person you should marry is me, not what is the life, what is it called? Zhuang Yousheng, he is now in a vegetative state, lying there, what guarantee can he give you? What are you going to do for the rest of your life? Is it guarding such a half-dead person? Is this the marriage and love you have chosen? Is this your happiness? What do you want to live?

On the road before, Butterfly only said that Zhuang Yousheng was a painting teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts, but did not say that he was a painter, let alone that he was a painter worth more than 100 million, so in his eyes, he was very disdainful of this Zhuang Yousheng, and even had some contempt. It's just a painting teacher, and he is a hundred times better than him in every way.

Butterfly began to tremble when she heard this, she couldn't allow him to slander Zhuang Yousheng like this, slander the man who gave her a stable life over the years, and calmed down her floating heart, and silently gave her the man she loved in this life, for this man, she was full of regret and regret, so she stood up and roared: Stop kite, go!

As soon as Zhi Yuan and Qianqian were having a good time, they suddenly heard a roar from their mother, and their little face was full of confused expressions, muttering: Mom, what's wrong?

When the butterfly got up, she put on her coat, carried her bag, and said sharply: Let's go, stop the kite, and go home with my mother.

The diving bird hurriedly wiped his hands, grabbed the butterfly's left wrist, and also roared: Don't go! What are you doing? Why do you have such a big fire?

Butterfly glanced at him coldly, yes, it's still the diving bird back then, the boy who always gets angry with himself about everything. Said: Enjoy the feast yourself. I'm full.

The diving bird grabbed her wrist and didn't let go, and was a little anxious, and said, "Okay, don't talk about that—

The butterfly scolded: Let go!

The diving bird saw the butterfly with angry eyes, knowing that she was really angry, although she was also a little angry, but now she knew that she had to slow down first and stabilize her, so her tone was relaxed first, and she said softly: Don't be angry, I won't say that, you see, I have made so many dishes, how can a person eat them? Finally, after all those years, we finally met, so let's have a meal together. You may not know it, but I've never cooked such a decent meal for anyone else in this kitchen, except for cooking for myself. Even my mom never ate what I cooked. I made it for you to eat willingly. I've only ever ever made such a grand dinner for you as a woman in my life. Okay, don't talk about it, really don't talk about it, don't you go?

The kite didn't understand what was going on, so he looked at the butterfly, and then at the diving bird, and the diving bird touched his head, and said in harmony: Go on, I'll be fine with your mother.

The butterfly was dragged by him, and he couldn't break free, and it was really a bit of a dilemma.