Suddenly, one day, Butterfly received an unexpected phone call, it was actually Yuan Mei who called her, asking her to meet.

The butterfly was in a dilemma for a while.

On the phone, Yuan Mei was unexpectedly very polite and tactful, saying that she just wanted to invite her to have a cup of tea and talk about something. I hope she can appreciate her face, regardless of her previous suspicions, if she doesn't agree, she will blame herself.

Butterfly has always been a person who is soft and not hard, and if you come politely, she can't pull her face.

I couldn't afford to think about it on the phone, and after a few hesitations, I agreed.

Yuan Mei was very happy, and her tone could be heard, so she said it in two clicks, Saturday afternoon.

The location was set by Butterfly, because Yuan Mei didn't know the environment of the magic capital, she just wanted to choose a road she knew. The butterfly thought for a moment and said, "So where do you know?"

Yuan Mei thought for a while and said: Nanjing Road, People's Square-

Before she could finish speaking, the butterfly asked: Do you know the Shanghai Museum in People's Square?

Yuan Mei smiled and said: Know, know. Passing by but never going in.

The butterfly said, "See you at the entrance of the museum." The main entrance is the gate with several stone animals.

Yuan Mei said yes.

Butterfly thought, even if she walked to the back door, it would be fine, anyway, it would be easy to find.

Butterfly has been thinking about this later, and she suddenly asked herself what she was for? No matter what, it's obviously rude to refuse, and after seeing it, are you still afraid of her?

But she muttered in her heart: Do you know about this? Do you want to ask yourself?

But on second thought, he must not have known. Let's not talk about it for the time being, just go.

On Saturday, she found a reason to send the kite to Gao Ruohan, and then came to People's Square alone.

Butterflies now live in a simple place and don't often walk outside, but now they have the opportunity to come out for a walk, but they are also in a very comfortable mood. The People's Square is full of green grass, lush branches and leaves, white pigeons flying, and walking in the green shade, which is very relaxing and pleasant.

For a while, Butterfly suddenly remembered that Gao Ruohan asked herself that day if she wanted to travel.

To say that Gao Ruohan can be regarded as having read all the landscapes in the world for half his life, even if he goes to see the Buddha, it is not in vain. But I am completely different, I have been shackled by mortal dust for most of my life, and if I calm down and think about it, I really feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Just walking and stopping in the greenery, the butterfly is full of emotion.

Yes, I really want to leave everything behind, go out for a walk, no matter where you are, even if it is between the green mountains and green waters, listen to the evening drum and morning bell, coarse tea and light rice, it can also make people worry away and wash the dust in their hearts.

How many people in the world can't let go, and the most important one is whether you can let go of yourself?

Butterflies can't help but ask themselves: Can you let go? Leaving everything behind and desperate to find your own life? After all these years, do you know what is your life? You've been blinding yourself into thinking that your current life is your own life. However, you obviously have so many desires for freedom in your heart, and you are obviously very depressed and distressed in your heart, when are you going to see your true heart?

If you really are a beautiful butterfly, how can a butterfly in a glass bottle be beautiful? It was nothing but a specimen without a soul.

Your life can only bloom in freedom.

What pinned your beautiful wings? Let your life slowly drain in vain? Your life doesn't belong to a diving bird, it doesn't belong to a kite, it doesn't belong to anyone.

For so many years, you thought you had been looking for love and affection. In the end, I found that what I wanted to escape from most was love and love.

Love and love, although good, are a net that people can't break free.

If you are trapped, you will be trapped, and the more you struggle, the tighter you get, the more you struggle, the easier it is for you to suffocate.

At the moment when the white dove flew into the sky, the butterfly suddenly realized that she had longed for the love of a diving bird for so many years, what did she love him? From that careless glance back then, and then glance, I fell into it little by little.

His love is like a huge hunting net, radiating a seductive light and fragrance, and he follows it infatuatedly, circling, until the end of his life? Until you dry yourself out?

And he was so greedy and thirsty.

The butterfly wanted to laugh, but this laugh was a laugh with tears, a laugh of self-deprecation, a laugh of feeling a failure over her years of life experience.

At this moment, the butterfly suddenly thought: failure.

For the first time in her life, she realized that she was a failure.

On the big ship of life, he is a failed helmsman, with no direction, at ease with what happens, and even a little self-deceptive and naïve and optimistic.

Now that I'm completely driving in an unknown direction, the more I drive, the weirder it becomes, and I don't know where I want to go.

The most terrible thing about people is that they make mistakes and don't know what kind of mistakes they have made. If you make mistakes again and again, you will eventually destroy others and yourself. The butterfly suddenly felt a chill.

A qualified helmsman should be in control of his own destiny. Even if you can't control your fate, you should at least know what you want, but Butterfly now finds herself completely unaware of what she wants, and all this is not what she wants. That's where the real horror comes in.

It was also the first time she felt her weakness and powerlessness in the face of fate, and if you were only twenty years old, you might still have a lot of hope and chips for change. But you're forty years old, and life won't leave you with a lot of chips.

The question is, what do you do next?

When my father passed away, she thought about what I should do if I was the only one left in the future. No one will give me advice again, and no one will come to help me with anything. The person I have relied on for so many years is suddenly gone, what should I do?

Although I was confused at that time, I had some bottom in my heart after all, because I was still young at that time and there were too many uncertain factors.

The unknown is fearful, but the unknown also gives opportunities.

You don't know what awaits you when you climb over this steep rock face, whether it be an exhilarating view of the mountains and rivers or another steeper rock wall.

But isn't that the point of this endless exploration? Find the next miracle point on your arduous journey.

But if you know that there will be no miracle at all, how will your mindset change at that time?

Is it to give up? Or continue? Is it forward or backward?

Now, she realizes the problem again, what the hell should I do?

You can't selfishly usurp a man's feelings without thinking about any consequences, it's despicable and shameless.

The thought that she had been continuing this despicable behavior all this time made the butterfly panic.

In fact, another reason that made the butterfly so anxious was that she seemed to be a little aware of the reason why Yuan Mei suddenly asked her to meet today, although it was not exact, but it was obviously a bad person.

Last night, she felt inexplicably uneasy about this. After she fell asleep, she wandered around the room alone for a long time.

Today, on the way to meet Yuan Mei, she thought all the way.

The weather is fine, the square is full of people, the road is full of vehicles, and the people entering and exiting the subway are always in a hurry, and it seems that they have no time to stop for a second to listen to the sound of the wind passing through the trees.

The butterflies came out early today, so they walked leisurely, looking around, looking at the pigeons, at the fountains, and at a little honey couple in the shade. That sweetness seems to have infected butterflies, so don't sigh, love is beautiful after all.

On the edge of a lawn, she saw a scrawny yellow striped cat basking in the sun.

The butterfly squatted down and played with it for a long time, and when it was leaving, it actually followed the butterfly for several steps. The butterfly couldn't bear it, because there was no food in his bag to give it, and its little pleading eyes made the butterfly uneasy for a while, and she almost turned around and left.

At last it sat down in a wooden chair and meowed softly, saying goodbye to the butterfly.

Sure enough, Yuan Mei did go to the back door of the museum.