He has been thinking about everything for a long time, including all the consequences, and he has a sense of awe, although there is no ceremony, but his own heart has gone through a long and tangled ritual process, just like a sacrifice, knowing and understanding the duties, obligations, or consequences and consequences that he needs to bear, the outcome. Just like the vows at the wedding: we will spend the rest of our lives together, in good or bad.

Therefore, marriage is particularly calm and calm for Zhuang Yousheng.

Even if the butterfly said to him that day: can we not sleep in the same room? He was not at all surprised or displeased. Because he had expected her to say that.

He thought: It doesn't matter if I sleep in the same room or not, I have enough patience, and I hope that the woman who sleeps next to me is the woman who truly loves me, not the same bed.

Having sex in the same bed is a humiliation for yourself.

Zhuang Yousheng was originally an ascetic person, and the moment he stepped into the field of art, he had already completely dedicated his dream and even his body.

He even remembered that when he wanted to create a large-scale painting, he could stay up all night without sleeping, tormenting his body, endlessly squeezing the fresh energy from his flesh until he was completely deprived and withered.

He remembered that he could go a week without looking at his wife, and he could completely recall how alluring his wife's plump body was snuggled under his body. Passion has been so ecstatic that it was as if the world was spinning, spinning and drifting to the end of the world, unprecedented emptiness, unprecedented joy.

He can do without the pursuit of this desire of human beings.

Of course, Zhuang Yousheng is not a saint. The butterfly in his eyes is not a mummy that cannot enhance his sexual interest, on the contrary, that strong desire has always tormented him, and the stronger it is, the more he feels that he must control it. Between release and imprisonment, he tenaciously acted as a master. He likes to painfully restrain these impulsive thoughts.

He loves to challenge himself with this willpower.

These thoughts started that day at Butterfly's house, watching her belly with a big belly, sitting down and standing up as clumsily as a koala, and it was at that moment that he suddenly felt awake the human desire that had awakened from his sleep, and he had been imprisoned at the bottom of human nature for all these years, and devoured his soul in an instant. He even wanted to fall at her feet, begging her, thirsting for her to satisfy himself, to satisfy his desires.

However, in the end, he still prevailed over himself. When he stood in front of the butterfly again, he felt that he had been reborn, or that his soul had been purified.

Overcome desires, overcome desires, and you purify yourself.

Since then, this painful duel has been going on silently in his inner world, but unusually tragically. Every time he left the door of the butterfly's room seemingly casually, silently turned and went downstairs, his heavy steps back into his own realm, he could feel the stinging sensation of his nails digging deep into his flesh in his clenched fists. This sting became accustomed to it.

Once, when she was occasionally seen by a butterfly, she asked him for some reason: What is the matter with your hands?

He smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, it's okay to paint."

In fact, many late nights, he will pretend to be okay to go to the staircase, look upstairs, listen to the butterfly room if there is any movement, if there is no movement, it means that the butterfly has fallen asleep, if there is movement, usually the movement is very large, he will ask: Do you want to help?

The butterfly never wanted Zhuang to make a vivid move, or even let him participate in the matter of stopping the kite, it was a lingering and laborious war, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and she felt that there was no need for him to make sacrifices fearlessly. Although he is his husband, this identity is not confirmed, and he has to go to work every day, work as a professor in an art academy, and concentrate on painting when he comes home, Butterfly believes that his time is more important than his own, and there is no reason to waste it on himself and Zhiji.

Besides, the kite is a product made by himself, and the blame and reasoning should be provoked by himself, but in any case, Zhuang Yousheng still helped a lot, in these long years, without his care and silent support, the butterfly really can't imagine what his life will become.

Isn't it just having a child and raising a child, to be honest, Butterfly thought very simply before, and confidently thought that he was fully capable of running this business on his own. Not only capable, but also full of confidence. That's why she chose this path because she left the diving bird in the first place.

But once a person lies down, his eyes are really dark, and all things that suddenly appear inside and outside are all things that must be solved and dealt with. The problem is, you can't jump up and do it yourself, you just stare at it, there's nothing you can do.

Although there was Gao Ruohan by her side at that time, she is now a person who is blown out of sugar, under the watering of love, she is becoming more and more fragile and delicate, as if she is living upside down, and she has returned to her girlhood, and the innocence makes the butterflies a little unbearable, everything depends on this Bi Yuchen, and it seems that without Bi Yuchen, her world will collapse.

But Bi Yuchen is really like a baby loving and caring, the greasy love of this old husband and wife makes everyone dumbfounded, of course, they are all the people around them have become air, and they are immersed in their world full of affection and sweetness.

Butterfly and Gao Ruohan were together, feeling that they were becoming more and more calm and old.

In many cases, Gao Ruohan would only blink her eyes, look at the butterfly and ask her: Blame, what should I do about this? You see, although I am old, I have never had children, so I don't know what to do.

Indeed, in this matter, Gao Ruohan is still a girl at all, but Butterfly is already an experienced mother.

Butterfly told her with a wry smile that she often turned back several times to ask Butterfly about one thing, and she couldn't buy everything for half a day, which made Butterfly very anxious. Gao Ruohan was also busy with sweat, and said very aggrievedly: There are so many varieties, so many brands, and so many uses, I don't know what to do?

The key is that Gao Ruohan is still very shy and unwilling to ask shamelessly, you must know that there is nothing to be embarrassed about when it comes to having children. Whenever he talks about milk and lactation, Gao Ruohan can't open his teeth, as if he is talking about himself.

When the clerks saw this, they decided that there was something wrong with this person, and they didn't want to pay more attention to her. Every time, Gao Ruohan came back in a daze.