Meng Yue took the teacup and sent it over. The butterfly politely took the teacup and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. She looked at Meng Yue with a smile, and Meng Yue was also very polite: Miss He, drink tea, I only cared about talking for half a day, and I forgot to pour tea. Slack, slack.

The butterfly also said apologetically: It's okay, I've already drunk a cup of coffee on the way.

Meng Yue kept looking at his son as he spoke, feeling that his son seemed to have a good conversation with this He Wuji, and his heart was much more stable. I wish the butterfly could talk to her son more and be relieved.

Therefore, I didn't want to get in the way in front of them, so I took the tray and said a few words, and then I withdrew very interestingly.

The butterfly watched her walk out, looked at Bi Lin again, and said, "Look, your mother is very worried about you."

Bi Linpi smiled without smiling and said: She has always been like this.

The butterfly deliberately sighed and said, "Hey, I think you are in the midst of blessings and don't know the blessings." I lost my mother when I was very young, and then I didn't have a father early, no, I just lay down a husband again, you say, according to your logic, should I die a few times? Am I still alive and well?

Bi Lin was speechless, indeed, in his eyes, Butterfly was an unfortunate woman, at least much more unfortunate than him.

At that time, Zhuang You's life had an accident for no reason, and the butterfly was hospitalized, and he also came to visit, but he didn't persuade anyone, he would only watch stupidly from the sidelines, except for running errands, he basically couldn't help much.

At that time, the butterfly was not in the mood to talk to him, and he was lying on the hospital bed all day, sullen, so he said goodbye without saying a few words.

Looking back now, it was really not easy for her. just survived like this, where are so many people around her, caring for her, and persuading her.

Thinking of this, the tangled thoughts in my mind seemed to suddenly become clear.

Said: How is Uncle Zhuang now?

When the butterfly heard this, she let out a long sigh and said, "Isn't that the case?" What's going on? I can't even see him now.

Bi Lin said: Why don't you go and have a look? Getting to Hong Kong is easy.

Butterfly said: I know, I also want to see it, but I have to take the kite with me when I go once, and I have to trouble his brother and sister-in-law, disturb others, think about it, or don't forget it, what I'm most afraid of is to trouble people.

Bi Lin said: Then don't you want him?

The butterfly said: Think, what's the use of thinking? Is that right? Wherever you want to be, just put it in your heart, and sometimes it is a happy and satisfying thing to miss someone. Because if you think about it, at least you still have a person in your heart who you miss, someone who is worth missing, how full is your life? If it is empty and there is no one to miss, wouldn't it be very sad, indicating that this life is not wonderful enough. But after all, people still have to look forward, and the old man will be sad and sad all day long. Are you an old man? Seriously, when I came in and saw you just now, I thought you were middle-aged, and you looked older than me. You can't do this, my sister will dislike you.

Bi Lin looked at the butterfly and asked: Really? Do I look that old?

The butterfly squinted her eyes, looked delicate, and said: You haven't looked in the mirror for a few days? Look, your beard is about to grow. You go out with your father like this, walking on the street, and people keep you as brothers, and you definitely can't see that you are father and son.

Bi Lin subconsciously touched his face, his face was fluffy, not as smooth and moisturized as before. Although I can't immediately stand up and look in the mirror, I can roughly imagine my own decadence.

His expression suddenly became shy, obviously embarrassed by the butterfly, after all, he is a young man, especially a young man who is a little narcissistic, and his appearance is always the first thing he cares about, and he always loves his face.

He has always clearly demarcated himself from his parents' generation, they are the older generation, they belong to the past, and he is the younger generation, they belong to the future. There is a generation gap and estrangement between each other. So suddenly I heard that I was old overnight, and I couldn't help but worry.

Walking on the road, what he feared most was that those children called him uncle, and for some reason, he preferred to be called his brother. The elder brother always belongs to the young. So he kept reminding himself that I was still young after all.

Love beauty, both men and women.

These days, patronizing and grieving, neither resting nor eating well, in short, life is completely upside down and messy. In fact, the reason for this is not only because Chong Jue suddenly died, but he couldn't accept it for a while, and his emotions were very sad.

The other point is that they want to take revenge on their parents and hate them, it is they who single-handedly caused the life and death separation between them today, it is all their fault, and they have to pay for it.

The price is to make them miserable.

The two reasons are superimposed, some are true and some are false.

At this moment, the butterfly said that she was much older, and she couldn't help but worry. I can't wait to rush to the bathroom to have a good look, but I can't do this, let the butterfly laugh, I hung my head, as if I was afraid of touching the butterfly's gaze.

I just heard him say, "Oh, ha, it's a beard."

The butterfly deliberately looked disgusted and said: Look at it, right, I'm not talking nonsense, right? I'm about to become a little old man. Do you know why Chong Jue likes you? What exactly do you like?

These words suddenly made Bi Lin very interested, and he had never thought about this question for a long time. Chong Jue loves himself very much, he has always loved himself, and he is obedient to himself, and he is used to it.

As soon as the butterfly said this, he immediately pricked up his ears, pinched his heart, and paid attention. Eagerly asked: What does he like about me?

The butterfly thought for a moment, and then said lightly: Isn't it because you are good-looking?

Bi Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he was still waiting for the butterfly's next words, but the butterfly leisurely picked up the teacup, carefully blew open the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip slowly.

Bi Lin roared and said: Where else?

The butterfly looked like it was nothing, and after a while, she replied succinctly: No.

Bi Lin laughed suddenly: Sister, you didn't say it.

The butterfly also laughed and said, "Really, I like you too, just because you are good-looking." Think about it, if you look like a pig's head, who will like you? Of course, green vegetables and radishes have their own loves, and people who like pig's heads are not nothing. If you really become a pig-headed uncle, I am sure that the heavenly Chongzhu must be very glad that he died.

Bi Lin laughed out loud when he was said, and saw that the butterfly was actually teasing himself. However, the mood did soothe a lot.

Bi Lin said: I really admire my sister.

Butterfly smiled, put down the teacup again, the tea was too bitter, frowned slightly, and said: What do you admire me? What do I have to admire? I just have to get by, just go with the flow, if everything has to have a reason, then people must not be annoyed to death? I'd rather simply live by. If, one day, your Uncle Zhuang really wakes up, he naturally wants to see me doing well. Is that right?

Bi Lin thought for a while and said: What my sister said makes sense.

Butterfly couldn't help but laugh and said, "So quickly think what I said makes sense?" I could have gone to work as a psychotherapist, or else, I'll give you all this time, give me a discount, and you invite me to dinner.

As he was talking, Meng Yue suddenly came in quietly again-