At first, some friends would ask her for an appointment, but Butterfly shirked it several times, and then gradually disappeared.

JJ is one of them. Originally, he had to ask Butterfly to write a column almost every issue, and they had been working together for more than ten years, but then JJ also left because he found it difficult for Butterfly to date. Of course, he didn't understand that Butterfly was already married and had children, and he thought that Butterfly was deliberately ignoring himself.

JJ has always had a certain idea of butterflies, and once wanted to invite butterflies to Peach Blossom Island for a weekend (see Volume 2, "Diving Birds and Butterflies"), but Butterfly refused, tactfully.

Some men, once you refuse, he will retreat knowingly, he will not pester you, pester you, it is a manifestation of worthlessness.

Moreover, for women, he is also accustomed to you and me, and I give a hint, you should take it, if you don't take it, of course there will be no future. This is important. The game of love requires respect and harmony on both sides, as if it were a dance step. If you pretend, I'll laugh it off.

JJ is that kind of man.

Later, although he would also ask butterflies, the scale was kept very perfect, not embarrassed by butterflies, but also fully gave himself a proper reason and a suitable rhythm for advancing and retreating. It's purely out of necessity at work. The butterfly felt a little lost, but it quickly found its own feeling in this rhythm.

In short, everything is fine.

But then JJ found that the butterfly was a little difficult to date, always looking for various reasons, he didn't understand why, he wouldn't ask, this is a man's self-esteem.

After all, he is a man with social status and his own values, and he certainly will not yield to himself. So, soon he disappeared into the world of butterflies, silently, without a trace, like a cat from another world, passing by her world, coming coincidentally, and going quietly.

After all these years, the butterfly found that her state of mind began to change. No longer sunny, no longer confident, I don't know how brilliant every day I once had, and what a blazing hope. Nowadays, living in this beautiful house, there is more and more a sense of confusion about what to do.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a prison bird. It can be seen that what really imprisons a woman is not only marriage, but also children, and children are a huge iron lock outside the cage.

It's just that Butterfly naively never realized that it was not easy to give birth to a child, nor did she understand the jealousy and envy that Fang Yun felt every time she looked at her radiant. Now, it's time for her to envy other women.

He was four years old and started kindergarten, and after sending him off every day, it was a long and torturous day.

She found herself sleeping more and more, and she always felt like she wasn't getting enough sleep. I often wake up from a night, staggering downstairs to the kitchen, sitting in front of the window, looking out the window in a daze, and can be stunned for a long time.

In a daze, I still feel dizzy, and in order to force myself to stop falling asleep, I will make myself a strong cup of coffee to refresh myself. But often the coffee is cold, but she is still wandering in a trance, leaning on the back of the chair and falling asleep soundly.

After a few sleeps, the whole person seemed to be tied to a sandbag, heavy and tired. When walking around the room, that sluggishness and sleepwalking state, there is a bit of the walking dead.

Or just swing to the edge of the fish pond, very bored teasing the fish, talking to yourself, talking and talking, you will not feel tears fall. Once she cried inexplicably, leaning on the stones on the edge of the fish pond, and couldn't stop crying for a long time......

After the kite was brought back, he waited for him to come out of the studio before he could return to his side. She suddenly felt that if she didn't find something to do in this spare time, she was simply entering a state of old age prematurely, and it was simply the rhythm of entering the coffin.

She didn't even want to talk more every time she was at the dinner table, and she didn't want to hear Zhuang Yousheng ask herself with great concern over there: Wuji, what are you busy with all day?

I don't want to listen to Zhuang Yousheng talk about his school, his work, and the proud appearance of a successful man on his side, which makes the butterfly ashamed and extremely inferior.

The butterfly always hesitated, and then made up some excuses at random, Zhuang Yousheng smiled silently and didn't ask much. He has no dissatisfaction with his current life, as long as he sees the touching and gentle butterflies by his side every day, he is very satisfied.

He never asked the butterfly what she had been doing at home all day, and he didn't even think that the butterfly was suffering from emptiness in her heart. I didn't notice that the butterfly's clear and clear eyes were becoming chaotic and resentful.

Of course, the butterfly will not reveal these dark thoughts to Zhuang Yousheng, let alone let him realize that he is rotting and deteriorating, like a fresh and ruddy apple, and the heart inside has begun to rot.

She herself understands: butterfly, butterfly, it turns out that you are such a lonely and mediocre woman.

It's only been four years, and it's almost unbearable? Want to run away?

Many times she even wanted to simply move back to her own home, and then go out to find a job, whatever the job, to find a job, and not to be idle like this.

But she didn't dare to tell Zhuang Yousheng, because she knew that Zhuang Yousheng didn't want her to go out to work. He felt that he could fully feed them.

If he is forced to go out to work, it will undoubtedly make him miserable, confused, and think that he is not good enough. In fact, he did a perfect job, more perfect than most husbands, and she had no reason to complain or be dissatisfied. Her current ideological struggle is nothing more than her hypocrisy.

It is precisely because he is so perfect that she is in pain, she has no reason to have a seizure, this depression can only go back to her heart.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the kite is inseparable from her.

She sometimes mentioned these things with Gao Ruohan on the phone, and Gao Ruohan said loudly: You brought the kite to me, I am also idle, I am thinking about the kite, it's okay, I'll watch it for you, such a little person, why can't you do it.

Gao Ruohan is generous. The butterfly occasionally mentioned it to Zhuang Yousheng, and Zhuang Yousheng immediately frowned, was silent for a moment, and said: Don't bother her. If you really have something, I can watch it at home anyway.

The butterfly immediately closed its mouth. She understood. I still have to bear the trouble I caused.

Butterfly thought for a long time, and suddenly thought of her father's computer. She thought, "yes, maybe I should finish his novel for my father." At the very least, let's see what Dad wrote. Maybe then there will be something to do every day.