Butterfly really didn't want to stay here alone, and now she suddenly found that she was afraid of being alone in this room, and when she heard that he was leaving, she actually had a faint sense of separation.

She was willing to go back to her own house, and she was still thinking about the goldfish at home, but it was still tenaciously alive, and the butterfly could not be ignored. I said, "No, I still want to go back and change my clothes, which are uncomfortable to wear."

The diving bird glanced at her and thought, this is the same reason, it has been worn all night.

Just say, "Okay, let's go together for a while." Wait for my call in the afternoon.

The butterfly said hello.

Butterflies were in a state of mind all afternoon.

When she got home, she first looked at the goldfish, and the water was indeed mixed with a lot, but the goldfish was still living happily.

It saw the butterfly, as if it knew her, and swam over, staring at two large bulging eyes through the glass jar. The butterfly changed it a little bit of fresh water, and then stretched out its finger into the water, and now it is not afraid to swim up to the butterfly's finger, which is cool and feels amazing.

The diving bird didn't hear from him for an afternoon, and there was no phone call until dusk. Butterfly didn't want to call him immediately, as if she was very clingy to him, so she didn't see each other for a few hours, so as not to hurt lovesickness.

Butterfly insisted on finding something for herself, but she was always a little distracted in her heart.

She understands a truth, in this world, indeed, the most tangled person is love. Don't step into it unless you have a single foot. This step fell into it, and it couldn't be pulled out.

She thought about what happened last night for a while, her face burned for a while, her heart was pounding, she barely stood up, and made herself a pot of tea to clear herself.

How can this heart be pure?

Seeing the water in the pot fluttering and bubbling, my mind suddenly recalled the feeling of him touching himself, and my heart couldn't help but float, and I couldn't help but see him immediately.

She made herself a pot of green tea, and suddenly thought: next time she should bring some tea leaves, so that he can only drink it in vain.

Finally thinking of something serious to do, she jumped to her feet and hurried to the kitchen to find a clean glass bottle, which was filled with a bottle of tea.

Suddenly it occurred to him that he didn't have a decent teapot there, so he wondered if he should bring one with him.

If it weren't for these strange little things that involved the butterfly's mind, she would not have had a good afternoon.

Finally, I was busy with this for a while, and then I went to work on that again, as if I was about to move, and in the blink of an eye, I sorted out a few things, put them on my desk, and prepared to take them all to the diving birds.

After doing this, she was able to live in peace for a while.

I sat down on the futon, picked up the teacup and took a sip of warm tea. Suddenly, I thought again: If I am like this, Xiao Ying will laugh at himself. They're not married yet, as if they're ready to marry him.

Butterfly thought about it and felt that it was too anxious, and some things still needed to be taken slowly, and it was really impatient. Although he and he have indeed made friends with each other, he still does not know what he is planning to do there. It's only been one night together, and I'm not so impatient.

Thinking of this, he shoved those things into the corner again. Sit back down on the futon and drink tea. The man sat there, but his soul did not know where he had wandered. I finally survived until dusk, and watched the room dimly darken, and felt that it was really a long day.

She glanced at the clock, and it was almost five o'clock. It's also strange that I wasn't hungry at all, so I ate a bowl of noodles under yesterday's lotus root pork rib soup with the diving bird at noon, and now I have been a whole few hours now, and my stomach is full. I don't know what it is. Dare to love, love is such a thing that can really make people not think about food, and they don't feel hungry when they go on a hunger strike.

She was lazy, wondering if he would have time to eat with her in the evening? Or, maybe it's time to eat alone tonight, what exactly are you eating?

Really, I don't have the desire to cook at all.

After drinking tea for a long time, it was completely tasteless. Butterfly suddenly felt sleepy, after all, she hadn't slept well all day.

She fell into bed, unexpectedly fell asleep in an instant, and actually slept very soundly, in a trance seemed to have several dreams, but it was rare that the dream was so vague, and when she woke up, she couldn't remember anything.

She felt that it was very dark in the room, although the curtains were not drawn, and the sporadic neighbor lights outside shone into the room, but it was indeed completely dark.

She seemed to hear someone knocking on the door, but she couldn't really hear it, so she pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a while. Why don't you ring the doorbell?

She was weak and had not yet woken up, so she lazily put on her coat, got up and pulled on her slippers, opened the door, and listened again, and really knocked on her own door.

The butterfly answered: Who?

Someone outside the door said, "Me."

Isn't this familiar voice the diving bird that I have been thinking about all afternoon?

The butterfly ran to the door in three steps and two steps, opened the door, and saw the diving bird standing at the door with a smile, his hands in his pockets, still sprinkled with a look of darkness, a pair of dark eyes, shining and shining at himself. He was languishing, but he had an elegant and handsome look.

The butterfly laughed and said, "Why did you come up?"

He walked straight in, then closed the door casually and said, "Someone came up, so I came in with me." What are you doing?

He looked at the butterfly carefully, and that look of concern did not deceive the butterfly, she had waited for him all afternoon, and now he was standing in front of him.

Butterfly blushed and had to confess: I was sleeping.

The diving bird hugged the butterfly, hugged it in his arms, kissed and kissed, and said, "You have slept enough today, right?"

Butterfly was a little embarrassed, in fact, she was not usually so sleepy, but today she was a little abnormal. said: Why didn't you call me?

The diving bird walked inside, put the bag on the coffee table, and said: I didn't expect it to be open for so long, and it didn't stop in the middle, so it's not good to call you. On the way, I thought, anyway, I'm here, just go straight to you. As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and looked at her and said, "Have you eaten dinner?"

The butterfly shook her head.

The diving bird thought for a moment and said, "Go to me?" I'll have a day off tomorrow and go to work the day after tomorrow.

The butterfly whispered, "Okay." It was really light that only she could hear, and she was thinking about the little thing she had tossed in the afternoon, and she didn't know how to mention it to him at this moment.