You can't see everything, except for the tall white walls, the shadows that change every day with the daylight, and the plants that change with the seasons, all of which are silent and cold.

The butterfly is magically confined.

Because no matter where you stand in the window, you can't see the house next door, it's not that the wall is too high, but the people who live here, most of them pay attention to personal privacy, even if the window is not opened in all seasons, and the curtains are very tightly covered in the daytime.

And each building is staggered between them, and your windows happen to be staggered from other people's windows, and you can only see a white wall, and the silent green in the corner of the wall as far as the eye can see.

Stretching out, the slow hillside goes down, and there is a lawn that has not been stepped on, and it is lonely.

At the beginning of this kind of life, butterflies are not used to it, and every day after Zhuang Yousheng drove to school, she felt like she was left alone, as if she was separated from the whole world. In the deep courtyard of the high wall lived a lonely woman, alone with a young child.

The wall locked the woman, and the child was shackled. Butterflies can't easily go out of here and live their own lives, and for a while, she was very melancholy about it, and she was a little ecstatic and confused by the twenty-four hours a day.

If it weren't for Zhuang Yousheng, who dug a pond in his yard and raised a pool of red, white, yellow and black koi fish, this life would have been too lonely, completely devoid of vitality and any breath of life that should be there.

At this point, Butterfly understands that this villa life is really not something that everyone can get used to.

Butterfly prefers to live in an old community, where she has everything she needs to go out, without having to live like a lonely soul, and without relying on Zhuang Yousheng's car for everything.

Now, without him, she felt that she had become unable to move an inch. In addition to going to the store once a week, there are good weather, and it coincides with Zhuang Yousheng and free, he can take their mother and son into the city once, and the rest of the time, the butterfly can only stay at home, stay within the courtyard wall, and spend time helplessly.

She felt that this day was slowly wearing out all her time and vitality. She is about to become a woman who has no ideas, only knows what children eat and drink, and even forgets how willful and flamboyant she used to be, but now she has become a mule with no temper and tenacity, only knows how to bow her head and pull the grinding tool.

She knew that she was not an impatient person, but the more she endured, the more depressed she became. Only dreams can free her from this heavy reality of life.

If she could take the kite and jump into this dream together, and don't wake up, she would really choose this. Every time, she held the kite in the courtyard to watch the koi fish, and said to the kite with a complaint: "Look at the kite, look, my mother is like a fish in this pond, no matter how she swims in the stone wall of this garden."

Zhi Kite stared at her with longan-like eyes, and she sneered and said, "You don't understand." Mother actually wants to move back, but Uncle Zhuang is so good to Mother, and he is married again, so he can't be willful anymore, right? It's okay, these mothers can bear it. You say yes, right?

Occasionally, butterflies will go out for a walk, just for a couple of laps around the community, and then out there is a very spacious road, opposite another villa community.

Every time the butterfly walked to the gate of the community, it looked at it for a long time and then turned back to the original way.

The security guards at the gate basically knew her, and often saw this beautiful but somewhat lonely woman, elegantly pushing a stroller slowly in the community, her face made people have infinite reverie, and even jealous of the man who owned her, how happy it would be to live under the same roof with such a fairy woman every day.

can't help being jealous, and will intentionally or unintentionally find an opportunity to strike up a few words, even if it is good to listen to her faint answer. She would answer at first, a little lazy, but then she just smiled lightly and became even more lazy.

Butterfly only smiled slightly, she knew that Zhuang Yousheng was low-key and didn't like to talk to people. Now living in Zhuang Yousheng's house, she observes his style of life very sensibly, but fortunately she doesn't have this habit.

Most of them just know that Zhuang Yousheng is a painter, and they don't know anything else. They don't know much about butterflies, but there are more women in this community who have money but nothing to do, and butterflies are just one of them.

Butterfly's style of doing things in this life can be divided into two stages.

When I was a teenager, I followed the rules and followed the rules. Elementary school, junior high school, high school and college have always grown up under the will of my father, I am responsible and down-to-earth, and I have never deviated from the track set by my father, and I am a good girl.

Study hard, do not have any bad habits, or all kinds of adolescent rebellious behaviors that give parents headaches, and do not indulge in games and fun like other children, or suddenly wake up in a strange dream in the early morning, the love is just opened, ignorant and stupid and stubbornly like a stunned boy, unable to extricate himself.

Although Dad has always been very worried about this, he is simply worried, and that full head of gray hair may have been born because of this. But it's no wonder that if you give birth to a fairy-like girl, and she is surrounded by a group of little rooster-like boys all day long, if you are calm, you can be considered a talent.

In those years, the father guarded his daughter's world like a thief all day long, will there be an inexplicable smell of a stinky boy, or will the daughter start to become sentimental? Thankfully not.

Although Wuji is an absolute school flower in school, his study life is indeed very clean and pure, and he is even half a top student. She only knows how to study, in addition to studying, she also likes music, singing used to be her dream, but once the dream is realized, it will be broken quickly. Dreams are actually more fragile than glass.

In Dad's opinion, this is really a good thing.

Because he once paid close attention to Xiao An, a boy in the singing team who was very close to Wuji, she would often go to his house to sing together, which was an extremely dangerous thing in his father's eyes. Fortunately, when entering the college entrance examination stage, Wuji himself gave up this.

Dad is still glad that throughout the learning stage, Wuji is very well-behaved and honest, and even makes many parents envious, he has such a sensible and good daughter, who can grow up so healthily without her mother.

As soon as he entered the university, Wuji's life suddenly entered the second stage, and he began to deviate from his father's designated trajectory, and went farther and farther. In her first year of college, she met a boy who made her feel sick and regretful when she thought about it for the rest of her life.