Probably the only one who can understand Zhuang Yousheng's indifferent expression is the butterfly. The butterfly is silently moving.

That night, there was silence in the ward, Zhuang Yousheng looked at the butterflies, and suddenly mentioned the matter of marriage.

Butterfly wasn't surprised, because it wasn't the first time he had brought it up, but the second time he had brought it up. Butterfly didn't have no plans in her heart, after a production, many of Butterfly's ideas changed, so she didn't object, it was a tacit acquiescence.

Zhuang Yousheng saw that the butterfly did not refuse, so he said: When you are well, we will prepare to get married.

The butterfly was silent for a long time, and then said, "I have only one request, can we not sleep in—in a room?"

Zhuang Yousheng looked at the butterfly carefully, and her face was as gray as a dead person at that moment, so she looked at it for a long time before she said slowly: I don't care about this. I've been married, and now I'll talk about your wedding when you're healed.

The butterfly looked at Zhuang Yousheng, and then said: I don't want a wedding.

Zhuang Yousheng stared at the butterfly silently, then nodded slowly, and said: I respect your decision.

After the two got married, they didn't do any ceremony, they didn't even invite someone to dinner, they didn't have all the usual customs, of course, they didn't have any husband and wife, Zhuang Yousheng moved the bedroom from the second floor to the room next to the studio downstairs. In this way, it is more convenient for him to live and paint every day. The upstairs bedroom gave way to butterflies and kites. Of course, the kite just occupies a corner of the place where a shaker is placed.

The log shaker is placed next to the butterfly's bed, and the butterfly gets up at least two or three times a night to feed him and change diapers. He always lay on his back like a field chicken, with a kind of stunned smile on his face that he couldn't tell where he was happy, and when he saw a butterfly, this smile was like a reward for her meticulous care for him, and he didn't feel a trace of loneliness.

Butterfly accompanies him in the room most of the time, if he falls asleep, Butterfly is busy taking care of him half of the time and thus leaving a bunch of housework, but Zhuang Yousheng provides very good technical services, the home should have all the electrical equipment, and there is an Aunt Zhou who is responsible for cleaning the room and buying vegetables every day, so the butterfly is not busy every day.

She has a lot of time to take care of the kite, and the kite happens to be a relatively easy child to take care of, not crying often, and can play very happily by herself. Give him a small pacifier and he can gnaw it with relish, and his saliva ripples. Butterfly has wondered several times if this pacifier is really that delicious?

When he had eaten and drunk enough and had enough, he fell into a deep sleep like a piglet, and could sleep for hours at a time. That's when the butterfly is free. She can do housework, dream, and even run downstairs to the courtyard, sit on the edge of the fish pond, watch the fish for a while, pour herself something to drink, and sit there in a daze.

Butterflies' favorite thing is to slip into bed, take a nap while they are free, and dream for a while, so that the soul can escape and liberate for a while, which is really beneficial to the body and mind.

Butterfly later thought about it, and in the days when she was raising the kite, she was dreaming a lot of times, and she dreamed a lot of dreams, and in her dreams she turned into a little elf. In the dream, someone vaguely told himself that his true body in his previous life was an elf. In the dream, I also went to a very distant place, and met a very strange person, that person seemed to be his senior brother, a Taoist priest, practicing in an inaccessible place, and the kindness I saw him could not be described in words. In the dream, I even wanted to throw myself into his arms and cry bitterly, telling him that I was tired of it and ready to give up......

Every time she wakes up from a dream, Butterfly will always think for a while, who is she? Is it the mother of the kite in reality, or the so-called elf butterfly in the dream, a flower god?

Every day is intertwined with this change of scene and identity, and the butterflies are a little confused.

The only thing that could make her wake up was that Zhuang Yousheng drove back, whether in her dream or awake, she could hear the sound of his car parked in the garage, and then saw him silently open the door and walk in.

I don't know if it's because of his status as a wife, or out of a kind of gratitude for taking in their mother and son, butterflies will always rush to the door as soon as possible to greet him. This is one of the more solemn ceremonies of their day.

Once you get some kind of tacit understanding and confirmation, soon both of you will form a certain habit.

Once you have a habit, it's hard to change.

If the butterfly suddenly did not appear at the door to greet him one day, Zhuang Yousheng would be very unaccustomed to it, and then after changing his shoes, he didn't have time to change his clothes, so he hurriedly went upstairs to see, worrying all the way about whether something happened to the butterfly at home alone.

Of course, nothing ever happened, butterflies were always at home. He saw that she was busy in the room, usually related to the kite, so he didn't have time to go downstairs for a while. The butterfly looked at Zhuang Yousheng and said with a light smile: Oh, you're back, look, the kite just needs to be cleaned up.

Zhuang Yousheng's hanging heart was put down, and he stood at the door of the room for a while, and said lightly: Oh, that's it, it's okay, I'll go down.

Then he slowly went downstairs, I don't know why, as long as he saw butterflies, Zhuang Yousheng felt that the whole world was solid.

For him, that's what he needs.

There is a quiet woman by your side, she will never cling to you, clinging to you, annoying you, bothering you, or even ethereal around you all the time, but you can feel that she is in your world, her smile belongs to you, and her life belongs to you, and these are enough.

After wandering for so many years, Zhuang Yousheng felt the atmosphere of home for the first time and felt the happiness of living with a woman. Although he has never gotten this woman, he has already lived in this woman in his heart, no matter where he is, as long as he thinks that there is always a woman waiting for him at home, the sweet feeling is really indescribable.

Sometimes he can't tell himself how much he loves butterflies. He just knew how much he was afraid of losing that feeling.

So every day he comes back, he has to see the butterflies there at first sight, and then he can rest assured that the rest of the work, painting, dinner, walking, everything is in order.

For Zhuang Yousheng, marrying Butterfly was completely planned.

It was a decision he had been thinking about for a long time, and it was not at all reckless and impulsive.

Marriage is completely different to a butterfly for him. The butterfly is like a survivor who sees a glimmer of light in the dark, and naturally climbs up with this bit of light.