Chong Xuan's bright eyes looked at his face with a smile, and then said, "Okay, I should have let you rest, but I was a little worried when I came back, so I still asked you." I'm gone, you go back and rest. ”

Bi Lin said, "Okay. ”

Chong Jue smiled, looked up and left. Bi Lin stood there for a while, as if he was still thinking about his thoughts. The butterfly flashed out from behind the tree, tapped him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Hey." Daze? ”

The butterfly originally wanted to scare him, but she didn't want to really scare him. He was slapped coldly, almost jumped up, and shouted, "Who? ”

The butterfly laughed and said, "Me? ”

Bi Lin saw that it was a butterfly, so he put his mind at ease, a little unpleasant, but after all, it was not good to have a seizure, and said: "Sister, what are you doing, this is really scared to death at night in this valley." ”

Seeing his expression change slightly, Butterfly knew that this move was a bit excessive, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Xiaolin." Her last two words were accented with a particularly heavy accent, learning the tone of the previous repetition of his call, blinking her eyes and paying attention to the changes in his face.

Bi Lin didn't change at all, he didn't hear the butterfly call like this intentionally.

"It's fine. It's so late, isn't my sister still sleeping? Walking alone? ”

Butterfly sighed and said, "Your sister is a person who recognizes beds, and if you change beds, you are prone to insomnia." I heard you say how good this cherry blossom forest is, so I couldn't help but come out for a walk. ”

Bi Lin regained his heart and said with a smile: "Is the room bad?" Originally, Chong Jue said that he would let you live in 'Huawu Apple', but Dad said that it was better to stay in a hotel. ”

"The room is very good, really nice, and your sister is also blessed by you to have the privilege of living in such a beautiful room, as if she has returned to ancient times all of a sudden. It's just that your sister recognizes the bed, and no matter how good the bed is, it is not as stable as her own bed. But it's okay, I just had a little drink, and I'm just in some interest. It's good to stay sleepy for a while. ”

Bi Lin said in a soft tone: "Then I'll go shopping with my sister?" ”

Butterfly finds that she likes the teenager in front of her more and more, and it is really flattering. He said, "Aren't you tired?" Stay with us all day? ”

"I'm not tired, I can't sleep anyway."

Bi Lin really accompanied the butterfly in this cherry blossom forest for a long time, straight through the entire forest, all the way to the west side of the valley. There was an open clearing, which rose and narrowed, closing into a secluded mountain road that winded into the mountains.

When I got to this place, there were no street lights, and the mountain road was pitch black, although there was some moonlight tonight, but the moon looked indescribably deep and terrifying in the mountains. The forests on both sides, the mountain wind is sassy, and people don't feel that they have to stand upright, and their hearts are frightened.

Bi Lin stopped and said, "Sister, it's up the mountain here, the mountain is barren, and the road is very steep, don't go any further." ”

The two began to walk back.

Butterfly thought of that time when she stayed with the diving bird in the mountain villa of Lao Ma, it was still a midsummer night, and she could see a lot of fireflies.

That night, the diving bird had been wandering around, talking all the way, and the scene was still vague in my mind. I just don't know if there will be such an opportunity to travel alone with him in the future.

Life circumstances change, and if you miss a city, you really don't know where the next city will be.

Thinking of this, there is some silence. Looking at Bi Lin in the dark, he is really tall, more than half a head taller than his old man, he should be one meter nine, right? The butterfly felt like she was walking beside him, like a dwarf. It's a really funny feeling.

Butterfly suddenly asked, "How do you usually go to work?" ”

"There's a staff dormitory building here, so you don't want to go back to the city, so you can stay here. If you go back to the city, there is a shuttle bus to pick you up in the city center every day, but it takes more than an hour on the road. I go back to the city occasionally and still enjoy staying here most of the time. ”

"It's a very pleasant job."

Bi Lin smiled and said, "You can still put it." ”

"Your boss seems to think highly of you?"

"He's a good person, he's been nice to everybody. And not just for me. ”

The latter sentence seems to have been added intentionally. Butterfly smiled, of course she didn't care about this. She felt a cold wind blowing, she woke up a lot from alcohol, and her body really felt sleepy. Thinking, it's time to go back to sleep.

"I've always wanted to ask you, but every time I get to my mouth, I forget it. Did you find this job yourself? ”

As he walked, Bi Lin said: "Actually, it was recommended by a friend of my father, who heard that I had been a coach in my hometown for a while, and he happened to know that there was a need for people in this area, so he recommended me to come here for an interview." ”

Butterfly thought for a moment, and then said, "That's right, yes, this job is good, it's quite suitable for you." ”

Bi Lin glanced at the butterfly and said softly, "Sister will often come to play in the future." ”

The butterfly stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Sister, I'm afraid that the silver in the purse will not be enough for the expenses here." ”

Bi Lin smiled and didn't answer.

Back to Tang Yuxuan, Bi Lin said, "Sister, go back and rest, I'll send it here." ”

The butterfly smiled picturesquely and said, "Thank you, brother Xiaolin." My sister is polite. ”

Bi Lin turned around and left, disappeared under the moon, the butterfly returned upstairs, at this time in the middle of the night, the butterfly felt that both eyes were abnormally sour, and just walked for more than an hour, it was indeed very tired, not long after falling into bed, it fell asleep.

This night of dreams continued, and I may have been whetted in the afternoon, but I couldn't release it for a long time, and there was a spring dream in the dream. and the soft-haired boy are indispensable.

She couldn't remember who this young man was, his face was very blurry, but his eyebrows and eyes were handsome and gentle, and he felt like Chong Jue for a while, and felt that it was Bi Lin for a while, and thought it was a diving bird for a while, in short, it was very weird. I woke up a few times intermittently, but my body was still trembling spontaneously from sudden convulsions.

In the morning, I was woken up by some unknown mountain birds, and a burst of chirping with Qingyue.

The bird's voice was also very strange, sometimes it felt like it was in the clouds, far away, and it swayed with the wind, reaching the sky, and it felt like it covered the whole valley. Sometimes it seems to be right in front of the window, which is particularly thrilling and loud, and it makes your heart beat with a beat. It's as if two birds are singing to each other there, trying to sing their voices.

When the butterfly woke up, she found that the morning light in the room was hazy, and in the sparse shimmer, she looked at the furnishings in the room, and every table and chair seemed to have an eternal silence, and some dreams were in a trance of not knowing whether they were guests.

Strange to say, just as she woke up, those naughty and mischievous mountain birds didn't know where they flew, and the window instantly became quiet.

Butterfly looked at the time, it was still very early, and it was expected that Gao Ruohan and they should not have gotten up yet, so they would lie down on the bed again.

I feel that the morning in the mountains is indeed very different, maybe the night is cold, and there is actually a thin fog on the windows. So all I thought about was the kind of water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with morning mist and morning cooking. The businessmen carrying the burden on the long street of bluestone closed their doors and went on the road to start the day's trading, and the shouting drifted to the end of the long street, and life began in this cold morning. The air was filled with all kinds of familiar scents, and the little woman next door combed her long hair at the gate.